On the Execution Platform, Sengoku was still listing Ace's "criminal bloodline," while emphasizing the importance of this execution and the positive impact it would have on the world.
However, most of the Shichibukai had already stopped paying attention to that side of things.
The Empress cautiously moved a few steps closer to Zhu Mang, leaned down slightly, and whispered, "Hey, how did you know what was going to happen next?"
"My name isn't Hey. It's Chu... Forget it, you wouldn't understand anyway. But I know a great many things. Want to have a deeper exchange with me?" Seeing the Empress carefully approach him with a faint blush on her face, Zhu Mang could not help teasing her.
It had to be said that, with her strength and status aside, even without considering the special abilities granted by the Mero Mero no Mi, she was still exceptionally charming.
Whether she counted as the most beautiful woman in the One Piece World, Zhu Mang did not know. After all, he had not met many of the more famous female characters from the original story yet.
But she was far more alluring than any of the celebrities he had seen in his previous life.
The Empress blushed again at his words, both embarrassed and annoyed.
This kind of straightforward teasing...
It was not as if she had never encountered lustful men before. On the contrary, she had seen far too many.
Ninety-nine percent of pirates on the seas were rough and reckless brutes.
There had been no shortage of pirates who lusted after her beauty, attacked her pirate ship, and wanted to capture her as the mistress of their vessel.
Even after becoming one of the Shichibukai, such incidents had merely decreased. They had never been eradicated.
The One Piece World had never lacked villains bold enough to defy the heavens.
Yet when faced with such people, she had always chosen to wipe them out completely.
Without exception!
But the man before her was different.
He was powerful and mysterious. Though short in stature, he had a sturdy, muscular body, resolute features, and an aura of strength and confidence that radiated from him at every moment.
Most importantly, she could not beat him!
She could only grit her teeth and force herself to ignore the teasing in his words, making use of her beauty instead. "Then what else do you know, hmm~?"
"Uh..." Zhu Mang stared silently at her affected pose before remarking, "I think you looked better the way you were before. You know you can't act cute or put on an arrogant act, right? When you act cute, or when you deliberately tilt your head up and look down on people, it gives everyone this... painfully awkward feeling, like goosebumps are falling all over the floor."
The Empress froze where she stood.
Her defenses were a little shattered.
"You, you..." She straightened up, her almond-shaped eyes widening and her beautiful brows arching high in fury.
"Well now, you look much better like this, but you're a little too 'fierce,'" Zhu Mang said as he looked at the two "white clouds that blotted out the sky."
Because of the difference in their heights, and because the Empress had leaned very close to speak with him earlier, the moment she straightened up, those two enormous mounds became premium face wash that would make any man fall for them. They stood right near Zhu Mang's forehead, and he could even clearly see the faint veins beneath the skin, along with a slight flush.
"Hmph! You filthy man, do you enjoy looking that much?" the Empress sneered. "I've seen plenty of filthy men like you on the seas! Greedy, lecherous, vulgar!"
"You're right. I'm an ordinary man, and lust is a man's nature. As for greed... if I wanted to, I could obtain the greatest wealth in this world in a very short time. I'm just too lazy to do it," Zhu Mang said casually, making no attempt to deny her words.
Before transmigrating, he had been an ordinary person.
After transmigrating into Dragon Ball, all he had wanted was to escape Planet Vegeta, grow stronger to survive, or find a planet and become its local tyrant.
To put it bluntly, it was all for enjoyment.
And now that he had transmigrated into One Piece, was she asking him to become a saint?
Wouldn't that make his transmigration pointless?
If that were the case, he might as well have died in Dragon Ball!
In One Piece, he only did three things.
Enjoy himself, enjoy himself, and fucking enjoy himself!
The Empress was completely choked by Zhu Mang's words. She had no idea how to refute him.
No one had ever spoken to her like that before.
"As for what I know..."
Zhu Mang looked toward the bay.
The Empress, Doflamingo, and Hawkeye also turned to look.
Buzzz—
Buzzz—
A low-frequency vibration crawled up from the ground and into their shoes, while fine concentric ripples began to appear across the sea.
Boom!
A colossal white whale-shaped prow, wrapped in a translucent bubble coating, burst from the sea. Seawater was shoved outward in every direction, and enormous waves crashed against the shore, making even the air seem thick and sticky.
The shadow over the entire bay suddenly twisted for an instant.
"That is... Whitebeard's flagship—the Moby Dick!" Doflamingo's voice carried a trace of shock.
First, he had not expected the Whitebeard Pirates to appear in such a manner. Second, he had not expected Gebinz to once again predict what was about to happen as if he could foresee the future.
Could this be Observation Haki?
He had heard that Katakuri, the leader of the Big Mom Pirates' Sweet Four Commanders, possessed top-tier Observation Haki and could even see a short distance into the future.
But Doflamingo had always believed that was merely a rumor spread by Katakuri's younger siblings in the Big Mom Pirates, who worshipped their older brother.
After all, he considered his own Observation Haki fairly good, yet foreseeing the future... honestly, he could not imagine Observation Haki being capable of such a thing.
But now that Lord Gebinz had demonstrated such an ability again and again, he could not help connecting it to that rumor.
—Wooooo!!!
The piercing alarm rang throughout all of Marineford in an instant.
The Whitebeard Pirates' four massive main ships emerged from beneath the sea one after another, arranging themselves tail to tail in a cross-shaped formation as they faced the Navy's encirclement around the crescent-shaped harbor.
Such a major development naturally drew the Navy's full attention.
As the alarm blared, the giant vice admirals in the front row tensed their shoulders one after another, their muscles bulging slightly as they prepared to strike.
Under the command of their formation leaders, the soldiers in the plaza began gathering in full force for battle.
All the artillery emplacements around them simultaneously adjusted their elevation, and the bronze cannon barrels ground against their mounts with waves of teeth-grinding creaks.
At the rear, medical teams pushed carts full of bandages as they rushed about.
Below the Execution Platform, Aokiji and Kizaru of the three admirals immediately straightened their previously relaxed postures.
Akainu, who had been standing solemnly, raised his head slightly. From beneath the brim of his military cap, his sharp eyes shot forth angry flames that landed directly on the Whitebeard Pirates' warships in the harbor.
He seemed unable to wait to vent the fury he had been suppressing!
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