Reconstruction

Oboro used his abilities to control the entire giant ship to rise to the surface, preventing it from sinking and thus preventing the backflowing seawater from surging upwards quickly.

As he and Rob Lucci walked toward the arena where Bare and Gild Tesoro had fought, the battle there had already ended long ago... Just as they reached an intersection, Oboro saw Bare carrying an unconscious, limp body as he walked toward them.

"You're not dead, are you?"

Long asked a question.

"How could I possibly kill the person you want?"

Bare chuckled coldly, walked closer, and threw the battered Gild Tesoro at the captain's feet.

Beneath Gild Tesoro's tattered clothes, a striking five-pointed star scar was visible on his exposed back.

This was to cover up the mark that the Celestial Dragons had left on him.

"You've changed..."

Then, Bare's eyes shifted, and he spotted Rob Lucci, grinning.

The tone was playful.

He keenly noticed that Rob Lucci seemed to have undergone some kind of change... especially in his eyes.

Rob Lucci ignored Bare.

The latter waved and walked straight away from the two of them, preparing to make a big splash at sea... he hadn't had enough fun yet.

Although most of the people in the city were dead, a large number of World Government ships were anchored in the waters surrounding the giant ship, which is how the agents landed and boarded the ship.

"Be careful... don't fall into the sea."

Long was joking.

"Right now, I... have no weaknesses."

Bare responded with a comment.

The next second, the muscles in his back began to writhe, bulging out two large lumps of flesh that transformed from behind his shoulder blades into a pair of fleshy wings.

Then, with a flap of its wings, it soared into the sky and flew towards the sea under the night sky.

Rob Lucci stepped forward, picked up Gild Tesoro, and left with Oboro.

Less than two hours later, the chaotic and noisy Gran Tesoro finally calmed down and returned to quiet.

However, the entire city no longer exists.

Oboro and Rob Lucci sat and stood amidst the ruins, waiting for the return of the other officers and crew members.

Not far away is the landing point of the Blood Pluton.

Before long, Enel, Crocodile, and the others arrived late.

Finally, hundreds of Impel Down's temporary crew members arrived one by one.

"Is everything cleaned up?"

Oboro sat on a rock and looked at Enel.

"There are no survivors..."

Enel yawned, picked at his ear, and looked bored.

With his speed, he could patrol every area of the giant ship in a very short time, and with his powerful Observation Haki, it would be impossible for anyone to play dead or hide under his nose.

Bare also blocked the government warships' follow-up support. The reason they haven't returned yet is because the changes happening here have already spread, and the World Government and Navy have definitely dispatched a large number of warships on their way... The reason they are unaffected is because Bare is dealing with the continuous stream of reinforcements all by himself.

Even aboard the giant ship, they could faintly hear the sounds of cannon fire and explosions coming from the sea.

"This giant ship is destroyed. How do you plan to repair it?"

Crocodile asked.

Since they intend to make Gran Tesoro Hell Pirates future territory, restoring this city, which has been reduced to ruins, will be a massive and time-consuming undertaking.

Without a doubt, although the Navy has not yet recovered, such a major incident has occurred, Kizaru and Aokiji must have already been mobilized, and perhaps even Garp and Sengoku are on their way... Bare's ability to hold back those ships at sea is only temporary.

They still need to find a way to escape.

"Although this is his country, the government has long since infiltrated its system, including some of the ship's machinery and equipment... It would be very easy for the Five Elders to pinpoint Gran Tesoro's location." Oboro looked at the unconscious Gild Tesoro lying on the ground and smiled wryly. "I originally thought the Five Elders would show themselves..."

"What's the meaning?"

The Crocodile frowned.

"Those five people have the ability to teleport over long distances... This should be the worst casualty incident involving the Celestial Dragons in history, apart from the God Valley incident... Perhaps even worse than the God Valley incident. Such a scene should, in theory, be enough to alarm the Five Elders to personally intervene... However, they are smarter than I thought." A glint of light flashed in Oboro's eyes.

"This also illustrates two points. First, the event happened too suddenly, and the conditions for teleportation were not met."

"Secondly, they held back."

Upon hearing his words, everyone present held their breath.

What does that mean? Could it be... that the captain's real intention is to target the Five Elders?

"So, although this giant ship is considered our territory in the plan, the one we're standing on is of little value... If we just occupy it like this, it might put us in danger at some point in the future. I can't let you destroy it at will; it's our important property." Oboro continued with a smile.

"The key is... him."

His gaze was fixed on Gild Tesoro.

"His intellect and unique Devil Fruit ability are destined to make him the richest individual in the world... Leaving aside the Celestial Dragons. Even if Gran Tesoro no longer exists... he still has a deep fortune. Over the years... his money has been invested in various industries around the world. With this huge amount of funds, building another giant ship is not difficult, it just takes some time."

Doflamingo gave him all this information and data.

Without the support of the World Government, rebuilding the giant ship will be extremely difficult.

But now it's time for Doflamingo to make his move. As the king of the New World's underworld, Oboro had already arranged for him to contact several other emperors who could mobilize 'enormous power'. The industries and connections these people covered were truly astounding.

The Du Feld, the king of usury in the monetary world; Stussy, the queen of the pleasure district; Drug Peclo, the high-end funeral home; Giberson, the warehousing tycoon; and Umit, the transportation mogul.

As for Morgans of the World News Agency, there's no need for the Joker to contact him.

Oboro has no connection with these bigwigs of the New World, but it is easy for him to cooperate with them through Doflamingo's network of connections.

Although some external forces do not want to have any contact with the Hell Pirates, feeling it is too dangerous, money is omnipotent... Rebuilding Gran Tesoro, a huge city and country at sea, involves profits and gains that no one can resist.

Gild Tesoro plays a central role in whether the giant ship can be rebuilt.

With the strength of the Hell Pirates, plus the assistance of the entire maritime 'underground forces,' they could replace the World Government... In this way, even if the new nation they ultimately create cannot compare to the former Gran Tesoro, it won't be too far off, and it would be enough to accommodate a future grand alliance led by the Hell Pirates.

As for the economic and passenger flow issues after the ship is built, Oboro already had a plan.

It is absolutely impossible for the World Government to blockade, intercept, or freeze the new Gran Tesoro.

"Inform Bare... we're leaving. This abandoned giant ship is theirs to keep."

Long gave the order.

The "they" mentioned in the conversation... naturally refers to people from the navy and the government.