Rebellion

Swain moved through the underground, his incomparably powerful strength fully on display. Digging tunnels was as easy as breathing for him.

The people overseeing the slaves never gave them time to rest. There was usually a brutal quota: only after more than ten people had worked themselves to death would everyone be allowed to rest. These pitiful slaves toiled bitterly amid endless torment, their bodies and minds enduring immense suffering.

He blended into the crowd and quietly used Observation Haki to locate the enforcers.

There were more slaves in Mary Geoise than locals, yet they had never been treated as people. Even if a riot broke out here, the guards protecting the Celestial Dragons at the East Gate would swiftly close the South Gate and East Gate before suppressing them.

Therefore, using Observation Haki here would not draw anyone's notice at all.

"What was that?! Everyone, get on your knees and hold your heads! Shoot anyone taller than my waist!" the enforcer suddenly roared. His shrill voice echoed through the underground passage, sounding especially piercing.

The slaves in the underground tunnels obediently dropped to their knees, while the many guards cocked their rifles. The atmosphere instantly grew taut to the extreme.

"Fire!" the enforcer ordered mercilessly.

Everyone was filled with confusion. Why were they being shot when they had already knelt as instructed? Yet they still did not dare move recklessly and could only obey.

Swain felt somewhat helpless, inwardly mocking them. Make one of the Four Emperors kneel? What a ridiculous dream!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The bullets burst from the barrels with deadly shrieks.

Swain merely raised an eyelid, a trace of disdain flashing through his eyes, and every bullet flew back at even greater speed.

Before the soldiers could react, they had already died without understanding why. In