"Even the Marines were Blackened? Just as expected. The King of the World who sat upon the Empty Throne for eight hundred years truly showed no mercy, even toward the dogs he raised."
Within the Door-Door Fruit's green Subspace, Dawn stood with his hands behind his back beyond a glowing doorway, calmly observing the hellish scene below as his fingertips lightly tapped the hilt of Kikoku at his waist.
The moment he received Gion's secret report, he had already anticipated that, under the pressure of life and death, Imu would inevitably resort to such a bottomless trick.
"Husband, look. Isn't that Sister Gion you mentioned?"
Hancock leaned against his side, raising a delicate hand to point at the tall "female Demon" amid the sea of Blackening Soldiers below.
Following the direction of her finger, Dawn spotted Gion at once.
It was impossible not to notice her. Though she had been transformed like the others, everyone around her was either a vicious-looking base commander who resembled pirates more than actual pirates, or a grotesque, hideous pirate. Only she, even with bat wings on her back and fangs protruding from her lips, could not conceal her tall figure and the cool, aloof air in her bones. She stood out like a crane among chickens amid that mob of uglies.
An uncontrollable fury surged through Dawn's heart. His knuckles whitened, but he forcibly suppressed it in an instant.
He knew very well that now was not the time for recklessness. Imu and the Five Elders were surely hiding in the shadows, waiting for him to expose an opening. He had to conserve his strength for the deadly battle ahead.
God's Knights could strive harder under his provocation. There was no reason the Five Elders, who had lived for eight hundred years, would not