The Celestial Dragon Who Was Killed

"I understand!"

On the Sabaody Archipelago, Madara Uchiha was traveling when he received a message delivered by one of Kizaru's subordinates.

Hearing that Kizaru was about to join forces with the pirates to attack Marine Headquarters, a spark of interest appeared in Madara Uchiha's eyes.

If he could, Madara Uchiha would much rather fight the strong in this world than lead a group of ninjas in wiping out ants in the East Blue.

His travels over this period had given Madara Uchiha a rough understanding of how power was distributed in this world. He knew there were no real powerhouses in the Four Seas, especially the East Blue. The truly strong were all in the second half of the Grand Line—the place pirates called the "New World."

At Madara Uchiha's level, ordinary strong fighters could no longer catch his eye. Aside from Kizaru, he couldn't find a single opponent who satisfied him.

Before leaving, Madara Uchiha planned to grab lunch on this bustling island and sample the local cuisine.

He continued onward and reached the busiest street in the town center.

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't go any farther! Run!" A young man running toward him kindly called out to Madara Uchiha.

After speaking, the young man didn't stop. He hurried past Madara Uchiha and ran in the direction he had come from.

Despite the stranger's warning, Madara Uchiha didn't stop. Instead, a look of interest appeared in his eyes.

As he continued forward, Madara Uchiha saw many civilians fleeing toward him. Most of them looked panicked, as if some man-eating beast lay ahead.

After going a little farther, Madara Uchiha finally saw what had frightened them.

It wasn't a beast or a pirate, but a squad of guards protecting an ugly fellow who rode on a human and wore a