Bloodthirsty Fish-Man

In Area 7 of the Lawless Zone, a boat docked at the shore, and then the people on board disembarked one by one, pushing carts.

The cart was covered by a black cloth, but its shape made it easy to tell that it contained an iron cage.

The others looked at the people pushing the iron cages with disgust. They were slave traders, and even these bad people felt disgusted by slave traders.

After all, no one wants to be a slave.

Furthermore, in places like the Sabaody Archipelago, the fate of slaves was often extremely tragic.

They observed the situation from the sidelines, having no intention of intervening. They wouldn't go looking for trouble, and besides, having spent so long in the Sabaody Archipelago, their biggest improvement was getting used to certain things.

Moreover, these slave traders were numerous and powerful, and they all had guns. If things went wrong, you might lose your life or become their slave.

"Haha, this is a real haul! This big guy is enough to keep us happy for a long time." A slave trader laughed excitedly, completely ignoring the stares from those around him.

He was mentally prepared when he started doing this job. At first, he might have felt angry, but gradually, he got used to it.

In this prosperous archipelago, countless evils have bred; habits are often the most terrible things.

"That guy probably won't be able to get up, right? We lost quite a few men trying to catch him." Another man said worriedly, looking at the largest iron cage truck, whose cages were five meters high.

"A lot of time has passed. I'm worried that once the medication wears off, he'll regain his strength, which would be troublesome. Should we continue administering the medication?"

"No need, too much trouble. He's already back, it's only been a short time, he'll definitely be fine." The slave trader was very confident, patting his companion on the shoulder and laughing. He seemed to see a huge amount of Beli right now. "We gave him five times the normal dose of anesthesia, he can't move at all, he's probably still sleeping."

"Well, I'm really lucky. I just randomly found a deserted island to stop and rest, and I actually ran into such a strong Fish-Man."

"Fish-Man are extremely rare now, and their prices have risen considerably. A top-quality one like this could easily fetch ten times the price of a regular Fish-Man. If Celestial Dragons who likes Fish-Man takes a liking to it, the price could increase two or three times more. That would be a real windfall!" the slave trader exclaimed excitedly.

There are fewer Fish-Man on the market now because the Whitebeard Pirates' flag has been planted on Fish-Man Island. The powerful deterrent of the Whitebeard Pirates has made many slave traders afraid to go to Fish-Man Island.

With the addition of the Fish-Man guards on Fish-Man Island, this also drove away many slave traders.

However, there are still slave traders who go to Fish-Man Island. They go secretly, disguise themselves as pirates, capture slaves and run away. Some pirates also work as slave traders because of the huge profits from the slave trade.

However, compared to before, there are indeed far fewer Fish-Man. As scarcity drives up prices, the price of Fish-Man has increased slightly, but only slightly.

Many humans hold Fish-Man in high regard and few people like Fish-Man slaves. However, some Celestial Dragons do like them, and the place with the most Fish-Man slaves is the Holy Land Mary Geoise.

He was confident that the Celestial Dragons would really like this Fish-Man slave and could definitely sell him for a high price.

As they spoke, inside the largest iron cage, a huge body knelt in the cage. He was conscious and could hear the slave traders talking outside, which made him furious, extremely furious.

His body was injected with a large amount of anesthetic, rendering him unable to move or even feel anything.

However, his strong physique allowed him to recover somewhat.

In the darkness, a scarlet, bloodthirsty gaze gleamed, exuding extreme terror. Around the blood-red pupils, dense blood vessels continuously appeared in response to its rage.

Its serrated teeth clenched tightly, producing a faint but sharp grinding sound.

Power gradually surged up; anger surged, blood flowed rapidly, boiling, and body heat rose.

This caused the effects of the medicine on his body to weaken.

His anger grew, his gaze became more ferocious and bloodthirsty. He knelt there quietly, waiting for his body to recover, and also waiting for an opportunity.

The slave traders outside suddenly felt a chill, not knowing why.

Meanwhile, in the distance, Teach spotted them in a restaurant.

Apart from Teach and his group, there were no other customers in the restaurant; they had all been scared away.

"Interesting." Shiryu wiped his beloved knife, his gaze fixed on the slave traders, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Lafitte lightly pinched the brim of his hat, crossed his legs, and held his cane in one hand.

They had already sensed a familiar aura—a bloodthirsty, savage aura, very subtle, seemingly suppressed yet gathering and growing, waiting to erupt.

"Gari, what did you sense?" Regoat noticed Gari's expression and asked with a smile.

"Anger, extreme anger," Gari said calmly, but his fists clenched involuntarily, and a hint of powerful aura emanated from him.

Gari is Devil Fruit User the Rage-Rage Fruit, so he is extremely sensitive to emotions, especially anger. He was the first to notice the anomaly inside the cage.

The others found it strange that Gari's emotions were fluctuating so much, and he was even losing control of his breathing. Although he didn't show it on the surface, they could feel Gari's anger.

It's important to know that Gari can now control his anger and won't easily unleash it except in battle.

But Teach knew that he was probably moved by what the two slave traders had said.

It's important to know that before meeting Teach, Gari was a slave. Their experiences were remarkably similar: both were captured by slave traders on an island, enslaved, and sent to the Sabaody Archipelago.

While Gari showed no sympathy for slaves, Gari deeply despised slave traders.

On the day he left the Sabaody Archipelago, Gari slaughtered the entire slave shop where he was imprisoned. He killed not only the slaves, but also the slave traders and their henchmen.

Teach, however, was interested in the Fish-Man inside the cage.

"There's no rush to make a move. Let's watch him first and see what he does," Teach said with a smile. The bloodthirsty and savage aura he exuded didn't come from frequent killing, but rather from within the Fish-Man's body.

Similar to Gari's transformation into Moon Lion Form, both are powers derived from bloodlines and are innate.

However, Gari's bloodline power is dormant and needs to be activated, and this Fish-Man's bloodline power directly affects the Fish-Man's condition.

One is recessive, and the other is dominant.

They could sense that the Fish-Man slaves imprisoned in cages were about to erupt.

The slave traders' procession advanced through the middle of the road, numbering in the hundreds. Along with the iron cage carts loaded with slaves, people scattered to the sides of the road.

This is clearly a large-scale slave trading organization, not something they can mess with. Besides, these slave traders all have powerful backers.

The Fish-Man in the cage felt it was almost over; the effects of the anesthetic were quickly wearing off, and he could move his body again.

His anger had reached its peak, and he could no longer contain himself.

A bloodthirsty and violent aura suddenly erupted, spreading rapidly in all directions.

Although you can't see an aura, you can feel it, like the killing intent.

These slave traders were very astute and immediately became alert.

The next moment.

With a deafening "boom!", the largest iron cage seemed to have been struck from the inside out by a tremendous force. The steel cage bent, and a large chunk bulged out. Just how powerful was that force? Keep in mind, these cages were constructed from special materials, making them extremely sturdy.

Even the strength of a giant was useless against it.

The slave traders were shocked, but instinctively they dodged. When they came to their senses, they took out their weapons, gathered together, surrounded the entire iron cage cart, and stood ready for battle.

This violent movement also knocked off the black cloth covering the cage, revealing the figure inside.

This is a Fish-Man, a tall Fish-Man, in a five-meter-high cage, where this Fish-Man can only kneel.

Deep blue skin, sharp and enormous teeth, and bloodshot eyes filled with savagery seemed to instill fear in them. The oppressive aura of a superior, the presence of a ferocious beast, and the coldness made them feel as if they were being targeted by a savage Sea King.

There was a steel muzzle over the Fish-Man's mouth, but it was in terrible condition. Judging from the marks on it, the Fish-Man had broken free with great strength and chewed it up with his teeth.

The Fish-Man's legs were bound with shackles, each connected to a large iron ball, seemingly to restrict Fish-Man movements.

"You damned bastards, I'm going to kill you all!" the Fish-Man roared angrily, his thick arms gripping the bars of the iron cage and pulling them forcefully to both sides.

With a creaking sound, the entire railing was pulled open, revealing the Fish-Man's immense strength.

The bars were pulled open, and the Fish-Man walked out of the cage smoothly. He stood up, dragging the two large iron balls with his legs. His tall body was like that of a small giant, and he was more than seven meters tall at first glance.

"Die, all of you!" Mog Radon waved his hand, and while the slave traders were still intimidated, he grabbed two of them and squeezed them to death with a force that could be clearly heard.

He then tore a bar from the cage and used it as a weapon, swinging it powerfully. Several slave traders were sent flying, collapsing to the ground, spitting blood.

In a short period of time, more than a dozen slave traders died at the hands of this Fish-Man.

"Quick, quick, shoot! Stop him, but don't kill him!" the slave trader's leader shouted, a smug smile spreading across his face as he looked at the Fish-Man.

He didn't care about the deaths of his men; there were plenty more, so it didn't matter if they all died, he could just replace them with another batch.

However, this Fish-Man, with his many years of experience in the industry, is a very knowledgeable and rare find.

He was willing to guarantee that many Celestial Dragons would pay a high price for him; his tall stature would make him a perfect Celestial Dragons for them.

This fierce stance and immense strength also make him an excellent warrior in the Celestial Dragons' gladiatorial arena.

In his eyes, this was not a powerful Fish-Man, but a money bag, a huge treasure.

"Get the tranquilizer guns ready, take this Fish-Man down."

Although the Fish-Man Radon was furious, he did not lose his mind. Upon hearing the words of the slave trader leader, he began to be secretly on guard.

The thing that immobilized him was a tranquilizer gun. If he had been hit, he would have definitely collapsed. He didn't want to experience that feeling of being unconscious and unable to resist again.

So he began to become even more violent, dragging the large iron ball along with his legs.

Holding a long iron rod in each hand, almost no one could withstand a single blow.

With a bloodthirsty look, he showed no mercy to the slave traders, walking towards those lying on the ground and stomping on them with immense cruelty and strength, instantly killing the still-living slave traders.

Blood flowed from their feet, their bodies seemingly crushed into a bloody pulp.

This sheer violence caught the attention of some, including Teach and his group. The Fish-Man was incredibly powerful, though not quite on par with them in terms of Teach strength, but Fish-Man potential was undeniable.

With an innately strong physique, as long as one learns the Two types of Haki, one can become a powerful fighting force.

At the same time, the Fish-Man's combat awareness was also quite good. He dodged half of the bullets that were fired at him, to the left and right. His huge body was already like a target, and the two big iron balls restricted his movements, so this was already quite good.

Bullets rained down on him, but his strong muscles held them off without causing fatal injuries.

"Oh no, boss! All our tranquilizer guns are gone!" a slave trader shouted in panic, somewhat incredulous, as if he had encountered a supernatural event. How could their tranquilizer guns, which were perfectly fine, simply disappear?

On the other side, Nelson smiled. This was naturally his arm. How could he let such a good scene end prematurely?

"What?" The slave trader leader frowned, not expecting this to happen. "Then don't hold back, all of you, attack!"

Since we don't have tranquilizer guns, we'll have to resort to real guns.

Originally, because of their boss's instructions, they were still careful in their actions, stalling for time while waiting for the tranquilizer gun to arrive. They also knew that this was an important shipment with enormous value.

Now they don't need to worry anymore. As long as they don't kill the Fish-Man, it doesn't matter if they cripple him, since he can be healed anyway.

One by one, the slave traders raised their guns and fired at the Fish-Man's massive body. The Fish-Man 'Radon wounds quickly worsened, but the pain only fueled his bloodlust.

The slave traders held onto iron chains, circling the Fish-Man in an attempt to bind Fish-Man.

They had captured ferocious beasts and were very experienced in dealing with such large creatures.

Soon the Fish-Man was bound by chains, unable to move. He struggled on the ground, but to no avail, mainly because the large iron balls on his legs restricted him too much.

Together with many slave traders, the Fish-Man was once again imprisoned in a cage. In the process, three slave traders lost their lives, being bitten to death by the crazed Fish-Man.