Marine Headquarters Vice Admiral

To avoid revealing their whereabouts or having anyone discover that the Hell Pirates had arrived in the East Blue, Oboro and his group headed straight for the Bole Kingdom without any delay, giving the Navy and the World Government no time to react, and arrived at their destination as quickly as possible.

After landing on the island, Oboro used the air currents to make the entire team fly towards the royal capital.

The island has an excellent ecological environment, and you can see many villages and towns along the way, which is a completely different 'lifestyle' from North Blue.

The capital city of the Bole Kingdom is surrounded by pure white, towering and majestic walls, which stand out against the backdrop of blue sky and green grass. The walls are also adorned with the kingdom's totem symbols, and the buildings within the city are pristine, orderly, and arranged in various styles.

The city was bustling and prosperous, a scene of great vitality.

Many people on the street were dressed as nobles and had smiles on their faces.

However, no one knows what kind of 'filth' is hidden beneath this peaceful and tranquil scene.

After entering the city, Oboro and his companions descended, gliding at low altitude, which made many people, including guards and patrolling soldiers, notice the 'black dot' flying overhead, heading straight for the imperial palace in the capital. This scene aroused curiosity and discussion among the crowd.

In the air, a strong wind blew against his face, Rob Lucci's heart was pounding.

There's no way around it... it's too fast.

He couldn't stall for time or find an opening; the God Slayer didn't waste a single effort, nor did he give him any excuse.

"From now on, no matter what, we must protect the Celestial Dragons... even if it means death."

Rob Lucci already had an idea.

His identity makes it impossible for him to harm the Celestial Dragons... It's not that he likes the Celestial Dragons, but rather it's his duty.

Even though this would cause the mission to fail, and he might even die... there's no other way.

He's dead, and the government will send someone else to continue the plan... The only regret is that his life will likely end here, and the chances of him helping the Celestial Dragons escape are slim. But he has to try... Besides, he, who has always been the one the World Government has placed so much hope in, has ultimately 'failed'.

It's worth noting that before this, the word "failure" was not on his resume. No matter what task was assigned by his superiors, he could solve it brilliantly and perfectly.

Lost in thought, the group suddenly stopped, suspended in mid-air.

They stood in a garden of the royal palace.

Meanwhile, in the garden below, an ugly and comical scene is unfolding.

A Celestial Dragons rode on the king's back, swinging the reins and treating him like a dog... Around the area, in addition to the soldiers marching inside the palace, there were also a large number of naval guards. What was particularly eye-catching was a giant wearing a naval uniform.

The giant sat cross-legged to one side, seemingly oblivious to the Celestial Dragons' mockery and torment of the king and his wife.

It seems like something we've seen before.

Yes... It wasn't just the King of Polle who had a rope around his neck and had to bark like a dog every few steps to elicit laughter from the Celestial Dragons; there were also several women.

Including the king's wife and daughters...

"It's him."

Upon seeing the giant, Rob Lucci's eyelids twitched.

John Giant, a member of the Marine Giants and a Vice Admiral at the Marine Headquarters.

Wearing a red bicorn hat and sunglasses, and a yellow coat, he looked more like a 'human' than the other Giants. To put it simply, he wasn't as tall as a giant; he was considered 'short' among the Giants... only about twenty times larger than the soldiers beside him.

He wore a row of medals awarded by headquarters on his chest to highlight his 'merits'.

Rob Lucci knew some information about this vice admiral, but not much.

This man seems to be the first giant under the Navy's command, and a veteran fighter... Whether we can save the Celestial Dragons this time, besides ourselves, depends most crucially on this John! If he is strong enough, maybe... we still have a sliver of hope.

Rob Lucci thought to himself.

When the seven people flew over, John had already sensed something was wrong. He slowly stood up from his seat, his face grave.

"Protect Saint Pumking!"

He roared.

All the soldiers present were immediately startled and quickly formed a circle, protecting the Celestial Dragons and the royal family in the center, and all raised their guns into the air.

"Hmm... what is that?"

In the center of the crowd, Saint Pumking, engrossed in his game, looked suspiciously at the several dark figures in the air, narrowing his eyes as if completely oblivious to the sudden tension and danger. Instead, he appeared displeased, as if his game had been interrupted.

Saint Pumking is quite old among the Celestial Dragons. He has an upside-down watermelon-shaped haircut, two thin, long mustaches, and a rather irritable temper.

"Get out of my way!"

Before Oboro and his group could even engage Lieutenant General John, a gunshot suddenly rang out from the ground. Celestial Dragons pulled out a Pistol and shot a nearby soldier who had approached, cursing angrily.

"You bunch of bastards... you're ruining my mood!"

The Celestial Dragons, wearing a glass dome over his head, had a distorted expression and let out a scream.

John Giant's face was grim. He hadn't expected that the Celestial Dragons would still be so difficult to deal with at this critical juncture. He immediately said in a deep voice, "Saint Pumking, you are in danger. We must protect you. Please bear with us."

"Ha?"

Upon hearing this, the Celestial Dragons not only failed to understand but also flew into a rage, unleashing a torrent of curses at the Vice Admiral.

Seeing this, John ignored him and looked up instead.

Those few black dots... are slowly descending.

Who is it?

As the distance between them gradually closed, John Giant's pupils dilated.

Because... he recognized one of the men.

The man's identity made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

A long, fitted black suit, a round, traditional hat... and a face covered in hideous scars.

And the other people standing to his left and right...

It is the Hell Pirates are currently stirring up a 'storm' across the entire sea.

And... the God Slayer! Time seemed to slow down suddenly. Almost the instant John saw Oboro's face clearly, the corners of his mouth turned up, his eyes bloodshot, and he roared with all his might, a roar that echoed throughout the entire palace, "Everyone...protect the Celestial Dragons and evacuate!"

With the illusion that time and space were frozen, the vice admiral didn't even feel like calling out the Celestial Dragons' names.

"Um?"

Everyone present was stunned.

I didn't react for a moment.

Because the time allotted for them to carry out orders is pitifully short.

After John shouted, a black bolt of lightning suddenly appeared in the sky, followed by the formation of a black cocoon-shaped mass of energy... It was Haki.

Conqueror's Haki! Then, the extremely shrunken black cocoon was suddenly detonated, and its terrifying power swept across the heavens and earth.

Extremely low air pressure, accompanied by a captivating magnetic field, swept across the palace, affecting the bodies of every living being.

Snap snap snap...

One soldier after another rolled their eyes back, lost consciousness, and collapsed, the sounds of them falling to the ground echoing continuously.

Even the Celestial Dragons riding on the king suddenly collapsed to the ground, his eyes rolling back and foaming at the mouth.

Faced with this Haki impact, Lieutenant General John raised his arm to shield his head.

The dazzling, domineering Haki made it difficult for him to open his eyes.

"Damn it! He's actually in the East Blue!"

"Why... why is he here?"

John's mind went blank.