Is It Too Late to Join the Seven Deadly Sins Now?

Headquarters destroyed?

"Why? Where exactly was it exposed?"

Dragon simply couldn't understand that the location of the headquarters was a closely guarded secret, and many Revolutionary Army operating outside the region didn't even know its exact location.

Those allowed into headquarters are all carefully selected, loyal warriors.

"Mr. Dragon, there must be a traitor at headquarters who leaked the intelligence!" A Fish-Man beside him said in a deep voice.

"Maybe..."

Long didn't want to doubt the people at headquarters, as that would shake morale, but this was the only reasonable explanation at the moment.

The Fish-Man- man, named Hack, was a high-ranking officer in the Revolutionary Army. He stared at Sabo's blood-soaked face in the newspaper and clenched his fist, saying:

We must find a way to rescue Sabo!

"No..."

The dragon immediately stopped him, its gaze fixed on the surging tide with a deep, unfathomable intensity.

"Now, all we can do is endure!"

Sabo, I hope he's alright.

Time flies, and several days later...

The World Military Draft is in full swing, and one after another, skilled amateurs are emerging to participate.

Morgans, always eager for drama, compiled a list of the top ten masters in the newspaper.

However, just in case someone actually becomes Admiral and comes back to cause him trouble, Morgans still wrote a disclaimer.

[This ranking is in no particular order]

The top ten folk masters, number one:

In the South Blue, the Marine 171st Branch, a small-town sheriff named Aramaki single-handedly defeated all the local contestants, becoming the only person in his branch to advance to the next round.

Possibly Logia Devil Fruit User!

Second place:

The blind swordsman, from the Marine G-8 Branch.

During the selection process, he cleaved the heavens with a single sword strike, summoning a meteorite from outer space that nearly razed the G-8 Branch to the ground.

Third place:

Vaguen, a berserker of the giant race, possesses a physique far exceeding that of ordinary giants and comes from the G-12 Branch of the New World.

Fourth place:

Enel, the Raigo who roams the seas, Logia Devil Fruit User the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, is known as "God"!

This person participated in the competition in the G-7 Branch of the Grand Line, and their declaration was "Conquer the Endless Vearth".

Fifth place:

Gorun, the wandering swordsman from the Land of White Waves, has challenged Hawk-Eye multiple times Undying, and is one of the world's greatest swordsmen.

The sixth flavor... the seventh flavor...

Where did all this come from? Is the world small, or very big?

With the Celestial Dragons rescued by the Navy, martial law was lifted on the Sabaody Archipelago.

Dimon walked down the street with an air of nonchalance, watching the news while muttering complaints under his breath.

Morgans ranked ten folk masters, most of whom he had never even heard of.

However, a few people among them caught his attention.

There's no need to elaborate on Aramaki and Issho; these two already rose to the Marine Admiral in the original storyline.

The race of giants, ranked third, is truly noteworthy.

"Vaguen, judging from the photos, he's much larger than the average giant. Is he of ancient giant blood?"

There was a picture of Vaguen in the newspaper, but the giant in the picture was wearing a silver helmet, so his face was not visible.

The more Dimon looked at it, the more familiar it seemed. The bloodline of the ancient giant race was already rare, so it was impossible for a giant he had never heard of to suddenly appear.

"Could this guy be Harald?" Dimon wondered thoughtfully.

[Very likely, Master. Judging from the physique in the photo, there's over a 90% chance this person is Harald.]

What does Harald want to do?

Participating in the World Military Draft isn't necessarily about becoming Admiral; perhaps it's a way of giving the navy a surprise at the end?

Dimon was actually looking forward to it.

Looking down, he saw the name "Enel".

Thanks to Enel's "no-zoku sponsorship," he now has an inexhaustible supply of gold.

"Why did this guy leave Sky Island? And why is he here to participate in the World Military Draft...?"

Enel's strength in the Blue Sea would be around 500 million bounty or higher, equivalent to the level of an officer in Four Emperors pirate crew.

However, that was based on the former Enel.

What is he planning to do now?

Dimon thought about it and concluded that, given Enel's personality, he most likely wanted to seek revenge against the Seven Deadly Sins.

After all, without gold, he couldn't build his spaceship and go to the moon.

"World Military Draft is getting interesting."

Grand Line, G-7 Branch.

The base commander was covered in black smoke; he had been electrocuted.

Enel lay on his side on the sofa, one hand supporting his cheek, the other holding an apple, taking a leisurely bite.

"So, the ability to hit Logia is called 'Armament Haki' in your Blue Sea?"

"That's right, you clearly possess extremely powerful Observation Haki, so why don't you have Armament Haki?"

Enel snorted, "Please call me God."

The base commander's lips twitched. This bastard had beaten all the other contestants half to death, leaving only one qualified person in the entire G-7 Branch.

However, the power of the Rumble-Rumble Fruit is indeed very strong, and this guy has a high chance of becoming Admiral, so he doesn't want to offend him.

"Skypieans, don't be too smug. There are countless powerful individuals in the Blue Sea. Don't think you can look down on everyone just because you're Logia."

The base commander said calmly, "I can't beat you. Even if I master Armament Haki, I can't keep up with your Observation Haki. But if you want to get the position of Admiral, you'd better learn how to use Armament Haki before the final selection."

As he spoke, he coughed lightly twice, signaling to Enel.

This was clearly a flirtatious gesture directed at the blind man, Enel completely ignored it, leisurely munching on his apple.

"Hahaha, I'm not interested in the Admiral. I just want to use your navy's intelligence system to find a group of people for me."

"Now that you're Admiral, what intelligence can't you get?" the base commander said helplessly. "First, you should become my apprentice, and I'll teach you Armament Haki!"

The base commander felt excited at the thought that he might be able to train an Admiral disciple.

Enel pointed a finger, and instantly, lightning flashed as a bolt of lightning struck the base commander's head.

"Aaaaah! You bastard, do you even want to learn Armament Haki anymore?! Stop it right now!!"

Chapter 190 Is it too late to join the Seven Deadly Sins now?

The crackling sound of electricity echoed in the lounge.

The G-7 Branch base commander, his hair standing on end from the electric shock, lay on the ground panting heavily.

"Damn it, I'm Marine Headquarters Vice Admiral. Attacking me is a crime. Do you want to become a wanted criminal?"

"By the way, what's your name?"

Enel's Observation Haki, combined with the power of the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, allowed him to read other people's thoughts.

He knew perfectly well what the Vice Admiral in front of him was thinking.

"Dagama, remember to call me Mr. Dagama."

As he answered Enel's question, Dagama got up from the floor, casually dusting himself off with an expression of nonchalance.

"Do you want to learn Armament Haki or not? Let me make this clear beforehand: you're the only participant left in the G-7 Branch. Everyone else has been scared away by you. Don't tell me you're not interested in the next round of selections, or I'll get angry."

"Hahaha, you'll be in trouble if I quit?" Enel mocked.

"It's not so much trouble as it is, just embarrassing in front of your colleagues. But you'll be in big trouble. Attacking a lieutenant Headquarters Vice Admiral is enough to warrant a bounty, you brat from Sky Island."

Dagama's forced smile, coupled with his charred face, made him look rather strange.

Enel scoffed, "When is the next selection round?"

"Soon. But I can send someone to Enies Lobby, which is under the Navy's control, first. The second and third rounds of selections will be held there."

He then explained, "Enies Lobby is where the Navy trains new recruits. If you want to learn Armament Haki, you can learn it there."

He gave up on personally teaching Enel. That bastard, relying on his Logia, showed him no respect whatsoever. It would be better to send him to Enies Lobby to suffer some hardship.

"Make me suffer?" Enel caught the other's thoughts and couldn't help but wonder, "What powerful figures are there in that place?"

"Former Marine Admiral, now Chief Instructor of the Navy, Mr. Zephyr is there. But you, a Skypieans, have probably never heard of him. In his youth, Mr. Zephyr was known as 'Black Arm.' Someone like you could be easily defeated by him with a single punch."

Dagama grinned. "Mr. Zephyr is also my teacher. If he's willing to teach you, you'll learn Armament Haki very quickly."

A former Admiral... was he really that strong?

Enel had indeed never heard of Zephyr's reputation. He had only recently come down from the Sky Island and knew almost nothing about what was happening in the Blue Sea.

"Let's go then."

Sabaody Archipelago.

Area No. 13, Shakky's Rip-off Bar.

The Spade Pirates helped with the cleaning, and when Dimon pushed open the door, he and Ace looked at each other in surprise.

"Working to pay off the alcohol debt?"

"No!"

Ace dropped the broom he was holding, spread his hands, and said, "I've been hiding here for the past few days, troubling Ms. Shakky, so I was just helping out. By the way, where have you been?"

"To carry out the organization's tasks."

Dimon walked to the bar, looked at Deuce behind it, and said, "A Margarita, please."

"I'm not a bartender..."

Deuce shook his head helplessly, turned around, took a bottle of rum from the liquor cabinet, and poured a full glass for Dimon.

"This is it, drink it."

The rum in Shakky's shop is all watered down... Dimon pushed it away in disgust and quickly changed the subject:

Where's the landlady?

"They've gone out."

Ace walked over to Dimon and sat down next to him, then picked up the rum that Dimon had rejected and gulped down a large mouthful.

This kid isn't picky at all... Dimon smiled and said.

"Martial law has been lifted on the island, and the navy has reduced its forces. When are you going to Fish-Man Island?"