The Terrifying Power of Creating Something from Nothing!

After several brushes with death and pursuit, Xi Yan led Borsalino and the others to a place far outside Mary Geoise.

And beneath the Red Line... lies the Calm Belt!!

"Huff... huff..."

With his right hand supporting a huge rock, Xi Yan was breathing heavily, and his expression was much paler than before.

Upon seeing this, a complex look flashed in Borsalino's eyes.

He knew that this young man who dared to go to Mary Geoise all by himself had reached the end of his road.

"The last resurrection took four and a half minutes," Saint Somaz said with a grin, holding a pocket watch. "How long will it take next time?"

At this moment, Saint Somaz's laughter was unrestrained.

"Perhaps he won't be able to resurrect," Saint Gilm said with a smile.

Having been killed so many times, this guy should have reached his limit, so he figured the opponent shouldn't have the ability to resurrect anymore.

"Then you're wrong!"

Having regained his composure, Xi Yan sneered, "My abilities are far greater than you imagine!!"

To this, Saint Gilm merely chuckled and said nothing more.

At that moment, Gunko summoned several arrows, simultaneously imbuing them with his Haki.

Then, Gunko coldly said, "Why waste words with him? Kill him!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gunko launched an attack.

"Whoosh~"

"Whoosh~"

"Whoosh~"

Numerous arrows, imbued with Haki, relentlessly slammed into Xi Yan's body!

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

In the blink of an eye, Xi Yan was turned into a water clock!

"Um?"

Looking at Xi Yan's appearance, a hint of surprise flashed in Saint Somaz's eyes.

Is it... that they don't even have the stamina to fight back?

After glancing at Xi Yan, who had been killed by Gunko, Saint Gilm asked, "Is this guy really dead this time?"

He was killed before he could even fight back... This suggests that he was probably out of energy!

Maybe.

Saint Shamrock said, "But to avoid any unforeseen circumstances, let's assess the situation first."

As he spoke, Saint Shamrock glanced at Saint Somaz, signaling him to keep an eye on the time.

Saint Somaz nodded and began to keep track of the time with his pocket watch.

Just then, the sound of Den Den Mushi came from Saint Shamrock.

"Pineapple pineapple pineapple~"

"Pineapple pineapple pineapple~"

"Pineapple pineapple pineapple~"

"Um?"

Saint Shamrock frowned instinctively upon hearing the Den Den Mushi ring, clearly not expecting anyone to call him at this time.

After casually taking out the Den Den Mushi, Saint Shamrock said, "I am Saint Shamrock."

"I am Saint Saturn."

Upon hearing the voice of one of the Five Elders, Saint Shamrock's brow relaxed, and he asked, "What is it?"

"How's the situation over there?" Saint Saturn asked. "Have you taken down the Blood-Eyed Ninja?"

Because these people have already left Mary Geoise, they can't use Observation Haki to find out about their situation, so they need to ask.

Upon hearing this, Saint Shamrock glanced at the mangled body of Xi Yan and said, "He was killed by Gunko again, but it's uncertain whether he's truly dead this time."

Although the time it takes for the other party to resurrect is getting longer and longer, who knows if this guy is really dead?

Therefore, it's not appropriate to draw a direct conclusion about Saint Shamrock.

"Let's observe for a while before making a decision," said Saint Saturn.

Saint Shamrock:...

So that's why this old guy made that call?

Isn't he a little too idle?

Just as Saint Shamrock was about to say something, Saint Vowchuri's voice came through the Den Den Mushi.

"Is Saint Gilm over there?"

Upon hearing Saint Shamrock glanced at Saint Gilm, who immediately understood and leaned closer, saying, "Yes, I'm here."

"It's good that you're here."

Saint Gilm:???

Upon hearing the other person's words, several question marks appeared above Saint Gilm's head. What did the other person mean?

"Use your Devil Fruit ability to create a camera and take a picture of the dead Blood-Eyed Ninja," said Saint Vowchuri. "We need his picture for the newspaper."

The opponent's Devil Fruit ability allows them to directly extract things from dreams, so creating a camera shouldn't be a problem.

"That's not a problem, but why the rush?" Saint Gilm asked, somewhat puzzled.

Wouldn't it be the same if they killed the Blood-Eyed Ninja and brought him back before taking the photos? Was it really necessary to make a special phone call?

Saint Gilm didn't quite understand the other party's thinking.

"Because some changes have occurred," Saint Vowchuri said in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the people present all changed.

Could it be that this Blood-Eyed Ninja left some kind of backup plan back at the Holy Land?

"What happened?" Saint Shamrock asked.

"Just now, we obtained this issue of the newspaper," said Saint Vowchuri. "And this issue contains news of our Holy Land being invaded by the Blood-Eyed Ninja!"

Members of the God's Knights:!!!

Upon hearing Saint Vowchuri's words, Saint Shamrock and the others' pupils shrank to their maximum size.

The battle just happened yesterday, and it's already in the news today?

What exactly happened?

"Why is this happening?" Saint Gilm said with a grim expression, "Could it be... that someone told that birdman what happened in the Holy Land yesterday?"

Otherwise, the newspapers wouldn't have been released so quickly!

"It must have been that Blood-Eyed Ninja who delivered the information to the World Economic News Agency," Saint Nusjuro said.

Hearing Saint Nusjuro's words, the expressions on their faces became even more unpleasant.

That jerk is really asking for it!

Borsalino, who had remained silent until now, gave a thoughtful look.

'Could it be... that this Blood-Eyed Ninja had already conspired with Morgans?'

So, was releasing this news the man's ultimate goal?

Borsalino glanced at the motionless man lying on the ground and fell into deep thought.

"News..."

After a moment of silence, Saint Shamrock looked up and said, "So... in order to minimize the impact of this incident, we need to release the news of the Blood-Eyed Ninja's death, right?"

"That's right!"

Saint Nusjuro nodded and said, "This is already the best solution."

By releasing the news that the culprit has been killed, the impact of this incident can be minimized!

"Can't we just get the newspaper back?" Saint Gilm asked.

"If it were really that easy, would I need to tell you this?" Saint Nusjuro said helplessly.

They certainly wanted to get the newspaper back, but the problem was... it was simply impossible!

Once the newspaper was sent out, that jerk couldn't get the News Bird back!

Saint Gilm:...

That seems to be true.

Then he said, "Okay, I understand. Leave it to me."

Creating a camera using the power of Devil Fruit was not a difficult task for him.

Once the companion is hypnotized, the camera can be retrieved from the dream.

"It's up to you."

"Click~"

After hanging up the phone, Saint Nusjuro turned his gaze to the others and said, "Now we just need to wait for them to return."

Once they bring the people and photos back, they can send the photos to Morgans via Fax Den Den Mushi, at which point Morgans will release a newspaper that satisfies them.

At that time... the impact of this matter will be minimized!

"With this newspaper, the impact should be reduced," Saint Saturn said.

"That's true."

"However... those slaves also need to be dealt with," Saint Mars thought for a moment and said, "Otherwise they might spread some messages that are detrimental to us."

"Of course they must be dealt with!" Saint Peter said without hesitation. "They must die!"

To become a slave of the Celestial Dragons and still dare to escape... then you deserve to die!

"Then send men to pursue them immediately," said Saint Vowchuri.

After speaking, he beckoned to the guards outside and gave the order to arrest the slaves.

Have the Navy and CP members work together to capture those guys.

"Yes!"

Upon receiving the order, the guards turned and left without hesitation.

After watching the other party leave, Saint Saturn frowned and said, "Is the navy able to spare any resources at this time?"

Having just experienced the Marineford War, the Navy is now severely weakened.

"What's there that we can't handle?" Saint Vowchuri said calmly. "Just ignore those lower-class people for now."

Although Whitebeard's actions have led to a sudden influx of more pirates and the capture of more and more islands, so what?

Do the lives of mere lowly people matter as much as the dignity of the Celestial Dragons?

"That's true."

After thinking for a moment, the other four agreed with Saint Vowchuri's statement.

After all, for them, the Celestial Dragons ' reputation is the most important thing!

"Alright, you can begin."

After handing the pocket watch to Gunko, Saint Somaz looked at Saint Gilm and said, "I am ready."

Having learned about Saint Gilm's Devil Fruit abilities, he knew exactly how to cooperate with his opponent at this moment.

So they openly and waited for the other party to unleash their abilities.

Saint Gilm nodded, then activated his Devil Fruit ability without hesitation.

"Deep Sleep Beam!"

"Buzz~"

A pale golden beam of light flew from the Saint Gilm and landed precisely on Saint Somaz.

The next moment, Saint Somaz felt a terrible drowsiness come over him, and then his eyes rolled back and he collapsed to the ground.

"Huff... huff..."

With snot bubbles coming out of his nose, Saint Somaz started snoring, clearly having fallen into a deep sleep.

"That's more like it."

Looking at Saint Somaz, whom he had easily defeated, Saint Gilm revealed a satisfied expression.

Then, he took a fork and approached Saint Somaz, using his ability to materialize Saint Somaz's dream.

"Um?"

Borsalino's eyes showed a hint of surprise as he looked at the strange cloud that was rising above Saint Somaz's head.

'Is this the dream that Saint Somaz is having right now?'

What is Saint Gilm planning to do?

Just as Borsalino was wondering, Saint Gilm imbued his power into his arm and then reached out to touch the strange cloud.

Then, Saint Gilm's hand grabbed the camera in the cloud!

Borsalino:!!!

Upon seeing Saint Gilm retrieve a camera from Saint Somaz's dream using his abilities, Borsalino's eyes immediately widened in shock.

"Is even something like this possible?"

Creating something from nothing?

This is absolutely astonishing!

"Of course, this is not a difficult thing for me," said Saint Gilm.

Hearing Saint Gilm's words, Borsalino paused for a moment, then muttered to himself, 'No wonder this guy was able to create those Nightmare Creatures before...'

Those things must have been taken from the nightmare!

As expected of Mythical Zoan Devil Fruit, its power is indeed formidable.

Given enough time, he could create an undead army!

With this in mind, Borsalino fell into deep thought.

At this moment, Saint Gilm deactivated his Devil Fruit power, waking Saint Somaz from his deep sleep.

Smack!

The snot bubble suddenly burst, and Saint Somaz woke up with a shiver.

Once he regained consciousness, he glanced around in confusion, then, as if remembering something, looked at Saint Gilm and said, "All done?"

"Nailed it."

Saint Gilm gestured to Saint Somaz with what he was holding, then turned and walked toward Xi Yan.

After arriving at Xi Yan's side, Saint Gilm set up his camera, intending to take a picture of him.

"I didn't expect you to even know how to tinker with this," Saint Somaz remarked with some admiration.

"I know a lot more," said Saint Gilm.

Although he was Celestial Dragons and didn't need to take photos himself, he would occasionally tinker with things that only lower-class people would do, so he gradually learned how.

"Alright, then I'll leave it to you." Saint Somaz nodded.

Then, he turned his gaze to Gunko and asked, "How much time has passed?"

Upon hearing this, Gunko glanced at the pocket watch in his hand and then said, "It's been almost four minutes."

"Four minutes?" Saint Somaz stroked his chin and said, "Based on the previous pattern, this guy should be able to revive in about five minutes."

Hearing Somaz Saint's words, everyone turned their attention to Xi Yan.

They desperately wanted to know if this man could be brought back to life.

"One minute is enough time for me to take a picture," Saint Gilm muttered.

As he spoke, he set up his camera and then took several photos of Xi Yan lying on the ground.

After finishing this task, Saint Gilm took the film out of the camera and put it in his pocket, intending to develop the photos when he got back.

"I'm all set on my end."

After casually tossing the camera aside, Saint Gilm said, "These few photos are enough."

Saint Shamrock nodded upon hearing this, then turned his gaze to Xi Yan and said, "Then... let's see if this guy is really dead or just faking it!"