York Exposes Her Trail, Despair

Click! Click! Click!

In an instant, Seastone handcuffs bound Vegapunk and his many clones.

With a thud, Vegapunk, Ability User of the Brain-Brain Fruit, was overwhelmed by a sense of powerlessness, his face ashen.

"The real body! Damn it, Atlas, attack!"

Shaka cried out in alarm, and just as Atlas, representing rage, was about to twist his mechanical body in an attempt to break free, a sudden change occurred.

Splash splash splash...

The golden sand is vividly depicted, like winding streams converging into a sea, with each individual fragment buried along with its original form in the golden quicksand.

"It's no use. These Gold Dust contain minerals from deep underground, which are not only incredibly hard but also endowed with the malleability of gold."

"Dr. Vegapunk, thank you for your contributions to the World Government. In return, I will stay here and witness the end of the Pirate Era."

"Furthermore, we will officially take over the Authority Chip of the Seraphim and Pacifista..."

Just as Jaigolusia Satan was about to continue speaking, a detached remark caused the Five Elders to frown.

"Stop arguing and let's get going."

"Now? Wouldn't that be too hasty? The most crucial character hasn't even appeared yet, and if he shows up first..."

Izambaron V. Nassshuro raised his voice in a loud voice, but his voice became increasingly less confident.

The reason was that the water mirror in the child's hand reflected a strangely shaped giant ship that tore through the white clouds and descended from the sky.

"No, the timing is perfect, he's already here..."

Amidst the Gold Dust, a weak and listless Vegapunk struggled to raise his head, his pupils trembling as some buried memories resurfaced.

"Those... those eyes are!"

"This is my supreme creation, the strongest sword to command all Seraphim and Pacifista!"

His words were brimming with pride, and Jaigollucia Satan Saint's smile remained unchanged as he introduced him to Vegapunk as if showing off.

Regardless of how dangerous his existence may be, not to mention how taboo his origins may be, there is no doubt that he is Jaigollucia Satan Saint's most prized creation.

"Scientists are also divided into high and low ranks. My work is destined to crush you, Seraphim of weed scientists, and rise to the top of the most powerful weapons!"

"Even if all three Ancient Weapon were combined, our World Government would have no fear. That's the extent of his power."

"Enjoy his power to the fullest, witness the moment this era crumbles and the flames of revolution are extinguished, Vegapunk..."

With a creak, the conference room door closed tightly.

In the distant Flower Room, Imu, shrouded in shadow, silently turned and ascended the Throne of Emptiness.

Outside Mariejois, countless Celestial Dragons cheered and thousands of soldiers knelt down.

"Oh my god, can we finally head to Marine Headquarters?"

Among the God's Knights, nineteen men dressed in similar black military uniforms stood up lazily, with Figarando Garin Saint in the center.

After a moment of panic in the distance, the child, dressed in a perfectly tailored uniform of the God's Knights, stood out like a star surrounded by admirers. His expression was indifferent as he spoke calmly.

"Set off!"

Inside the meeting room, Vegapunk stared incredulously at York, who was smiling as he picked up a fruit platter and started eating.

"Was it you? Was it you who revealed the information about the Mother Flame and the Poneglyph to the Five Elders? York!"

"Of course! Hey, the original body, and Shaka, Lilith, Atlas, Edison, Pythagoras, I want to become Celestial Dragons, I want to become the one and only Vegapunk..."

"Six Vegapunk, this is just so strange..."

"Right? Right?! Right!!!"

With his adorable freckles and chubby cheeks, York wore a wide smile, his innocent and cute face concealing a sinister glint in his eyes.

"We are all Vegapunk, and we synchronize our Punk Records every day. Of course, you can't hide what you're researching from me, your clone!"

York laughed heartily as he lightly brushed his fingertips across everything that represented the highest power in the world.

"So, a month ago, I secretly intercepted a portion of the Mother Flame, which not only confirmed my conjecture but also allowed me to seize the opportunity..."

"From this moment on, there is only one Vegapunk, and that is me, York, and..."

"I will possess the power of the Celestial Dragons, while you will only silently turn to dust in prison. Thank you for your contributions to me, my true form! Hahahaha..."

Just then, an untimely whisper interrupted York's smugness.

"I see. It seems our predictions were wrong. The traitor is not Lilith, but York."

As soon as Shaka spoke, Lilith, who was buried to the side, flew into a rage.

"You bastard Shaka, what do you mean by this? You actually suspect me of betrayal, just like my true self!!!"

"No, our original plan was to send a message to the World Government on behalf of the evil Lilith, since betrayal is also part of evil..."

"Now it seems that human desires are the main cause of betrayal. It's quite remarkable. My head is definitely more valuable than the one in the fable."

"The total value of Celestial Dragons's identity should be more than thirty silver coins."

Amidst the astonished gazes of his numerous clones and York, the traitor, Vegapunk smiled nonchalantly.

"The real body? Could it be that you've already prepared contingency plans? Hurry up and take them out to arrest that bastard York!"

Lilith urged him repeatedly, but Vegapunk slowly shook his head.

"No, buried in quicksand, even if you had hands, you couldn't get them out, unless you could borrow a cat's paws..."

Lilith: "Then why are you so confident, you bastard?! You think just because you're the real thing I won't dare to beat you up? You bastard!"

Vegapunk: "What I really want to say is, Help me!!!"

Pfft!

"Hey, hey, hey, isn't it too late to call for help now? You're too funny, you real person."

"Besides, this is Holy Land Mary Geoise of the Celestial Dragons. Anyone who dares to come to Mariejois is no match for you!"

York burst into laughter, rolling around on the Five Elders ' sofa, almost laughing himself to death.

Before he could finish speaking, Vegapunk's pupils changed, and his exquisitely detailed, deep blue eyes shimmered...

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Countless azure thorns blocked his way, and the extreme numbness prevented York from even crying out loud.

"See? I told you long ago, erasing me from your memories was the safest approach."

In the azure water, Vegapunk stood frozen in place, as rekindled memories flooded into the minds of his six clones.

At this moment, seeing the figure standing tall in the Blue Sea before him, York trembled all over.

"How... how is this possible? How could the original body be the same as..."

"In the overlooked corners often lie opportunities for a comeback. Are you ready to embrace the tide of the new era?"