Is This Celestial Dragon Crazy? (Seeking Flowers)

Celestial Dragons consider themselves the world's nobility and never regard anyone else as worthy of notice.

They deign not to breathe the air of the so-called "lower class" world, so they wear bubble helmets.

Although Celestial Dragons have little combat strength—perhaps not even enough to defeat an ordinary person—

throughout the entire New World, few dare to lay a hand on them, even among the most heinous pirates.

They do not rashly attack Celestial Dragons.

Because killing a Celestial Dragon invites pursuit by the World Government, and no one is foolish enough to slay one without reason.

But the Rocks Pirates have no fear at all; after all, they have already openly opposed the World Government.

Having massacred an entire member nation, they were long ago marked as thorns in the World Government's side.

Killing another Celestial Dragon is, to them, like dessert after a meal.

The Rocks Pirates' ship steadily closes in on the Navy warship.

"I—it's—it's the Rocks Pirates!"

A Navy soldier on the warship, telescope in hand, breaks into a cold sweat on his forehead and shouts in terror.

"What?!"

The Navy Vice Admiral aboard is greatly alarmed. Encountering other vicious pirates wouldn't frighten them too much—

after all, they have a Celestial Dragon on board, and those pirates would fear that status.

But the Rocks Pirates are different; they have no fear of the Celestial Dragon identity and no dread of the World Government's pursuit.

After all, just days ago, they destroyed a World Government member nation.

"Retreat immediately!" the Navy Vice Admiral shouts urgently.

If the Rocks Pirates have set their sights on them, staying means certain death.

"What's happening?" Charlo Saint demands, standing on the ship.

"Lord Charlo Saint, the Rocks Pirates are coming. We need to leave here now," a black-suited man beside him replies, a bead of sweat on his forehead.

"Why should we leave?" Charlo Saint asks coldly.

The black-suited man swallows involuntarily.

If we don't run now, we're dead!

"They are extremely dangerous pirates. We should leave here first, Lord Charlo Saint."

"They're just pirates. What's the panic? Fire the cannons and sink them, isn't that simple?" Charlo Saint replies calmly, his expression composed.

"Well—they—" the black-suited man starts to say.

"Bang!"

Celestial Dragon Charlo Saint draws a pistol from his waist, aims at the black-suited man's head, and pulls the trigger.

The black-suited man's body hits the deck.

"You dare defy my orders?" Charlo Saint gazes at the corpse, his face calm, as if he has crushed an ant.

"Fire the cannons and sink that pirate ship!" Charlo Saint shouts at the Navy soldiers.

The sailors, who were about to turn the ship and flee, exchange glances at the Celestial Dragon's command.

The Vice Admiral orders them to leave, but the Celestial Dragon tells them to fire. For a moment, they don't know what to do.

"Leave!" the Navy Vice Admiral shouts, brow furrowed.

This is no time to consider the Celestial Dragon's status. To save their lives, they must leave quickly.

Even if they defy the Celestial Dragon's orders, they can just accept some punishment back home.

"You lowlifes want to die? I said fire!" Celestial Dragon Charlos Saint raises his pistol, aiming at the Navy Vice Admiral in threat.

"They are not opponents we can defeat," the Navy Vice Admiral replies grimly, his voice heavy.

"Just some pirates—would they dare touch me?" Charlos Saint asks calmly, his tone flat.

In his decades of life, no pirate on the sea has ever dared to harm him.

Even the most vicious pirates, when they encounter him, are reluctant to provoke him.

So he believes that in the entire New World, no one would dare lay a hand on him.

"Retreat!" the Navy Vice Admiral shouts again.

"Retreat? Where to?" Rocks asks, a cold smirk on his lips.

Because of their argument on board, the warship has remained anchored at the coast, unmoving.

The Rocks Pirates' ship is now close.

"You lowlifes—see me and still won't kneel?" Charlos Saint turns, raises his pistol, and aims at Rocks, looking down on him with a cold demand.

"Ha ha ha..."

The many crew members and officers of the Rocks Pirates burst into laughter.

A Celestial Dragon with no combat power trying to threaten their Captain Rocks?

That hit their funny bone.

"Jihaha... Even a Navy Admiral wouldn't dare talk to us like that." Golden Lion floated midair, cigar in mouth, laughing loudly.

"This is my first time seeing a Celestial Dragon—why are they so fat?"

"So these are Celestial Dragons? Why does the World Government protect a bunch of useless pigs with no fighting ability?"

"Got nothing better to do, I guess."

The crew of the Rocks Pirates murmured among themselves. In the past, they might have been wary of encountering Celestial Dragons.

After all, they were protected by the World Government—kill one, and you'd be hunted down.

No one wanted to court trouble.

But now they weren't afraid at all. After all, the captain they followed was Rocks!

While the crew was still discussing, Patri Vic had already made his move.

"Fire Style: Dragon Flame Song Technique!"

From Patri Vic's mouth erupted four colossal dragons wreathed in scorching flames. They shot toward the Navy warship with lightning speed.

"Boom!"

The four dragons slammed into the Navy warship, instantly igniting a raging inferno. Countless Navy soldiers died on the spot.

Destroying a Navy warship in one strike—Patri Vic's strength surprised even the Rocks Pirates' officers.

"Ah... you lowly commoner, how dare you attack me!" Charlos Saint roared in fury.

The four dragons hadn't struck him directly, but a lick of flame caught his body, sending him into agony.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!!!"

The Celestial Dragon pulled the trigger, firing three bullets in rapid succession at Patri Vic.

"Clang!"

Patri Vic's entire body was coated in Armament Haki. The bullets had no effect on him.

"Arrogant Celestial Dragons. One day, I'll drag you off your pedestal." Rocks grinned, muttering in a tone only he could hear.

The next moment, Patri Vic calmly swept his hand.

On the Navy warship, endless trees erupted from nowhere, growing wildly like pillars reaching the sky. They surged forward with overwhelming, destructive force toward the vessel.

The Navy warship was sunk on the spot. Neither the Celestial Dragon nor the Navy soldiers survived—all dead.

"Though they're two completely different powers, the destructive force is nothing to sneeze at." Golden Lion remarked, slightly surprised.

"Definitely not someone to mess with." An officer crossed his arms, evaluating Patri Vic.

"Was he hiding his strength all this time on the ship?" Silver Axe asked, a giant axe resting on his shoulder, a hint of surprise in his voice.

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