The Combined Fleet continued sailing, following the Revolutionary Army's intelligence toward a suspected slave-trading base—Black Port, an illegal harbor operating with the World Government's tacit approval.
"Black Port..." Sabo's expression darkened. "On the surface, it's an ordinary trading port. In reality, it's a transit hub where Celestial Dragons and nobles buy and sell slaves." Ace clenched his fists, flames flaring out of control. "Slaves... those scum!" Luffy rarely lost his smile, but now his gaze was sharp beneath his straw hat. "Sabo almost ended up that way before, too..." Allen extended his Time Perception and could already "hear" the anguished wails coming from afar. "Pick up speed! Something terrible is happening there!"
When Pluton approached Black Port, the sight before them froze everyone's blood-
Several ships bearing noble crests lay at anchor, their decks crowded with slaves packed into cages, most of them injured, their eyes vacant. On the docks, collared slaves were being auctioned like merchandise while buyers leisurely sipped tea, indifferent to the suffering before them.
Most abhorrent of all, some Celestial Dragons were "testing" their newly purchased slaves with explosive collars, using explosions and screams as background noise for their entertainment!
"Those bastards!!!" Ace's fury erupted, flames soaring into the sky! Luffy clenched his rubber fists as Gear Fourth steam burst forth. "Unforgivable!" Sabo's steel pipe hummed, and his Revolutionary Army comrades' eyes had already turned red. Even Whitebeard and Shanks looked grim, and the pirates tightened their grips on their weapons. Hancock trembled all over, her own experience as a slave allowing her to feel their suffering.
Allen said nothing, but his Eye of the Torch Dragon had already turned crimson-gold, and the Power of Time seethed with anger. He "saw" that every slave's flow of time was filled with pain; some had even been deliberately distorted to prolong their suffering.
"Everyone..." Allen's voice was as cold as the abyss. "Liberate this hell."
There were no tactics, no plans, only pure fury driving them forward!
Pluton's main cannon blasted apart the shackles aboard the slave ships! The Combined Fleet descended upon the harbor like divine punishment!
Ace's flames took the shape of a giant eagle, grabbing slave cages and tossing them into safe areas! Luffy moved at high speed in his Gear Fourth Boundman form, dismantling every explosive collar! Sabo and the Revolutionary Army struck the slave traders with precision, freeing the imprisoned slaves! The Whitebeard Pirates seized control of the harbor, preventing any ships from leaving! The Red Hair Pirates protected the freed slaves and provided medical aid! The Kuja warriors' arrows struck every trader who tried to resist with unerring accuracy! Germa's technological weapons disabled every defense system!
Allen went straight for the Celestial Dragons! Those scum wearing bubble helmets were trying to flee under their bodyguards' protection!
"Lowly pirates! Do you know who I am?!" One Celestial Dragon arrogantly raised his gun and fired. "I'll turn you all into slaves!"
Allen did not even dodge. The bullets slowly came to a halt within his Time Slowdown field. He approached step by step, the crimson-gold in his eyes finally making the Celestial Dragons feel fear.
"You... stay back! My father is..." "Shut up." Allen's voice was quiet, yet it silenced every sound. "You don't deserve to speak."
The Power of Time erupted, temporarily halting time for every Celestial Dragon and noble, leaving them frozen in place like statues. Their minds remained conscious, but they could not control their bodies and could only watch in terror.
"Have a taste," Allen said coldly, "of what it feels like to be bound."
He turned to the freed slaves, the Power of Time flowing gently as it healed their injuries and soothed the wounds of time. But the wounds of the heart would take longer.
A young Fish-Man girl timidly tugged at Allen's clothes. "Sir... are we really free?" Looking at the scar her collar had left, Allen knelt on one knee and gently brushed it. Time reversed, making the scar disappear. "Yes. Free forever."
Tears spilled from the girl's eyes, and she threw herself into his arms, sobbing. Her cries seemed to light a fuse: all the freed slaves began to weep, then cheer, and finally shout in fury!
"Put them on trial! Put those demons on trial!" The slaves' roars shook heaven and earth.
With everyone's support, an unprecedented trial began at the harbor. Slave traders and buyers were escorted onto a platform, where their victims personally accused them of their crimes.
The evidence was conclusive, and the verdict unanimous-guilty!
When the first slave trader was executed, thunderous cheers mingled with sobs throughout the harbor. Though justice had been delayed, it had finally arrived.
However, disagreement arose over how to deal with the Celestial Dragons. Some conservatives suggested holding them hostage, but the slaves demanded their execution.
Allen looked at the frozen Celestial Dragons. Through his Time Perception, their flows of time were filled with filth and sin.
"The World Government won't allow Celestial Dragons to be executed," Sabo said quietly. "It'll trigger an all-out war." "Then let there be war!" Ace roared. "Scum like this shouldn't be alive!" Luffy pressed down his straw hat. "I don't want to watch an execution... but they really do deserve to die."
Allen pondered for a moment, then made his decision. He walked up to the Celestial Dragons, sending the Power of Time deep into their consciousness.
"I won't kill you." His words surprised everyone. "Death would be too easy on you."
The Power of Time stirred, and Allen did something unprecedented—he altered the Celestial Dragons' Time Perception!
"You will live in this moment forever." Allen's voice was like a final judgment. "Every second, you will experience the fear of being bound again, and feel your victims' pain. Time will be an eternal purgatory for you."
The Celestial Dragons' eyes filled with utter terror, but they could not move. Their time was locked in that instant of fear, repeating forever.
"This is... a punishment more terrible than death..." Sabo said in shock. Whitebeard nodded. "Gurararara... fitting for these scum." Shanks sighed. "But the World Government won't let this go."
Sure enough, a Marine fleet soon appeared, led by Kizaru.
"What a bother~" Kizaru surveyed the harbor's devastation. "Killing Celestial Dragons would have been easier to deal with. This punishment while they're still alive... the World Government will go mad."
Allen faced Kizaru directly. "If they want them, have Imu come ask for them in person." Kizaru raised an eyebrow. "Oh~ feeling confident now, are we~? But I'm not here to fight today."
He tossed over a Visual Den Den Mushi. "The Five Elders want to... negotiate with you."
The Den Den Mushi projected the figures of the Five Elders, their expressions exceptionally grim.
"Master of Time... you've crossed the line," one of them said coldly. "Release the Celestial Dragons from their temporal imprisonment immediately, or else..."
"Or else what?" Allen interrupted. "You'll wage war? Then come."
He pointed at the furious slaves behind him. "Look at this suffering you've condoned! Listen to these cries! If this is your world order, then we would rather destroy it!"
The Five Elders fell silent for a moment before another spoke. "We can shut down all slave trading and compensate the victims..."
"Not enough!" the freed slaves roared. "We want true freedom! Equal rights!"
An arduous negotiation began. Under pressure from the Combined Fleet and the slaves' tearful accusations, the Five Elders had no choice but to make major concessions:
1. Abolish all systems of slavery immediately;
2. Give the victims compensation and the status of free citizens;
3. Severely punish all slave traders;
4. Allow the Revolutionary Army to operate in liberated areas.
In exchange, Allen released the Celestial Dragons from their temporal imprisonment (but left their painful memories intact) and promised not to initiate attacks on World Government facilities.
When the agreement was reached, the harbor erupted in unprecedented cheers! The slaves embraced and wept, celebrating their true liberation!
As Kizaru left with the listless Celestial Dragons, he gave Allen a long look. "Kid... you've lit a fire that could burn down the whole world."
Allen met his gaze. "Some things deserve to be burned down."
The fleet remained at Black Port for several days, helping restore order and make arrangements for the freed slaves. Many former slaves chose to join the Revolutionary Army or the Combined Fleet, determined to fight for freedom.
When they departed, everyone in the harbor knelt to see them off. "Thank you! Messengers of freedom!"
Standing at Pluton's bow and watching Black Port gradually recede, Allen held the Compass of Time as it shimmered with a new light-the power of justice and anger merged into the flow of time, making his power more steadfast.
True justice was not compromise, but the complete eradication of injustice.
This burning fury would guide them to burn away all the darkness in the world.
Pluton sailed toward its next destination, carrying more souls who sought freedom.
And the flames of revolution could no longer be extinguished.