Paramecia: Sake-Sake Fruit

Whitebeard was taken aback. Despite his suspicions, he was still shocked when the other party admitted it himself.

What exactly is the origin of the Lord?

"Why did you resurrect Rocks, and Harald too?" Whitebeard, puzzled.

"Why? Then let me ask you, Whitebeard, have you ever raised fish?"

"What does this have to do with fish?"

"I've kept some ferocious fish. They would fight over the little bit of food I casually tossed into the tank, and I would quietly watch them; it was a form of entertainment for me."

"..."

Whitebeard was momentarily dazed; he roughly understood what the Lord meant.

Whether it was resurrecting Harald or resurrecting Rocks, it was merely a form of entertainment for Him, bait thrown out at will when He felt like it.

The owner is an "observer," a "feeder" who enjoys watching the fish fight within the tank.

"So, the reason you gave me the Longevity Wine in the first place was because..."

"Yes, I just think some interesting things would happen if you became young again."

At this point, Dimon's voice carried a hint of mockery:

"For example, I can tell you definitively that Admiral Akainu and Admiral Aokiji are vying for the position of the next Fleet Admiral on Punk Hazard."

"Judging by the time, their battle has lasted for seven days, and the outcome will be decided soon."

Who do you think will be the winner?

Whitebeard was confused by this sudden "for example," and wondered what its connection was to their conversation.

The Lord's thinking is very unconventional.

Whitebeard thought to himself, then replied, "Those two are evenly matched. If they fight at sea, Aokiji will win; if they fight on land, Akainu will win."

"A reasonable assessment is that Akainu will be the winner."

Why are you so sure?

Whitebeard wanted to ask that question, believing Akainu would win based on his analysis of the battlefield environment, but the Lord's tone was very certain.

He was certain that Akainu would win.

Even if Akainu wins, what does that have to do with you giving me the Longevity Wine?

Hehehe...

Dimon chuckled softly, his laughter filled with a joy that only he could understand.

"First of all, that wasn't a gift; it was a return gift for returning the Yamata no Orochi Fruit."

"Secondly, I want to see who is stronger, you when you've returned to your youthful peak condition or Akainu when he's at his peak?"

Just because of this?

Whitebeard was utterly speechless; he truly couldn't comprehend the Lord's way of thinking.

Would it be an "interesting thing" for the Lord to decide who would win a fight between him and Akainu?

He felt that he and the other person were not on the same level; it was a difference in mindset.

The other party always had an air of superiority, looking down on everyone else.

This aloofness, unlike the Pride of the Celestial Dragons, is reflected in his extremely polite manners towards others.

"Gurgle... Very interesting, you really are very interesting. It's a pity you're just a clone, otherwise I'd really like to have a drink with you."

The Whitebeard smiled and casually said:

"Do you still want to resurrect Roger?"

"That's the plan."

The Lord's response froze Whitebeard's smile; after a moment of stunned silence, he said, "You really want to resurrect Roger?"

"Unfortunately, his body is nowhere to be found."

Dimon was somewhat disappointed.

Mammon has been working very hard to gather intelligence, but neither the World Government's database nor the Navy's intelligence system has any record of Roger's whereabouts.

The Whitebeard remained silent for a long time.

Roger was publicly executed in Loguetown, and after his death, his body was buried in the cemetery in his hometown, the place where he used to live.

"The Navy didn't handle the bodies?"

"It was Garp who arranged it."

Dimon suddenly realized, and at the same time couldn't help but admire how dutiful Garp was as Roger's friend in this regard.

Not only did he help take care of the child, but he also helped dispose of the body, giving it a dignified ending.

The phrase "both enemy and friend" is embodied in Garp.

Then we need to send someone to Loguetown to dig Roger out of his grave.

However, this is not urgent; it's a minor matter that can be done at any time, or even if it's not done at all.

In contrast, Dimon was more interested in seeing who would win among the three pirate emperors.

Chapter 219 Paramecia: Sake- Sake-Sake Fruit

Dimon wanted to see if Red-Haired could take on two opponents at once, but after turning his gaze to the battlefield, he realized it was impossible.

Ben Beckman stopped Charlotte Linlin; the only person Red-Haired truly needed to confront was Kaido.

As the vice-captain of the Red Hair Pirates, Beckman is described by the Navy as Shanks Red-Haired!

Regardless of whether this assessment is accurate, she is likely stronger than the average first mate, and stopping Big Mom from joining the battle shouldn't be a problem.

Meanwhile, the family members brought by Big Mom also started fighting with the rest of the Red Hair Pirates.

Therefore, the actual situation has actually become balanced.

A portion of the Red Hair Pirates' fighting force versus the Big Mom Pirates.

Ben Beckman vs. Charlotte Linlin.

Shanks vs. Kaido.

Three battlefields erupted simultaneously, plunging Hachinosu into chaos.

"What a pity... "Dimon thought to himself, "Is this Teacher Kaido any good? Why did he come alone? Didn't he bring a group of subordinates?"

However, things soon took a turn for the better.

Marco transformed into Phoenix and flew towards this place.

"Pops, why did those guys start fighting?"

"Things are a bit complicated. That Red-Haired brat seems to have some big plan..."

Whitebeard was a shrewd man; although he hadn't participated in this farce, he understood the reasons behind it to some extent.

I've staked this arm on this new era; I won't allow anyone to destroy it!

That's what Red-Haired said at the time.

What is being destroyed?

Why would their meeting with Rocks disrupt his plans?

The Whitebeard squinted, pondered for a moment, and then suddenly smiled:

"Marco, go tell them not to interfere, and then get my knife."

"Huh? Pops, you're going to fight them?"

"It wasn't them, it was him!"

Whitebeard leaped from the top floor of the Skull Hotel.

"We are merely remnants of the old era, just old, not dead! It's not up to a snotty brat like you to act so presumptuously here!"

Marco was completely dumbfounded by these words. "Pops, why don't you look in the mirror?!"

Without a second thought, he immediately flapped his wings and flew to the port to retrieve his Pops's knife.

With their departure, only Ain's clone remained in the banquet hall; Ochoku had long since vanished, nowhere to be found.

[Master, Whitebeard has joined the battle. Red-Haired now has to face Kaido and Whitebeard simultaneously.]

"There's no point in Whitebeard joining the war, so forget it, it doesn't matter."

Elegia, a rooftop in the city.

Dimon sat cross-legged, leisurely observing the battle situation on Hachinosu.

Even if Red-Haired is stronger than Kaido and Big Mom, he couldn't possibly be stronger than a young Whitebeard.

Therefore, the outcome of the battle was already predetermined.

Hachinosu.

With Whitebeard joining the battle, the situation on the island became increasingly chaotic.

Wang Zhi led a group of his men to the port, where they saw the phoenix Marco fly into the Moby Dick, take a naginata from the ship, and then quickly fly away.

"Master, that's Whitebeard's weapon, the Supreme Great Grade Sword Murakumogiri!" a subordinate exclaimed, his eyes gleaming. "Such renowned Famous Swords are practically priceless! The black market bounty on them is a staggering 1 billion Beli!"

"I wonder which wealthy person wants something like this. No matter how good the weapon is, you can't use it effectively without the skill."

Who can understand the thoughts of the rich?

What are these brats talking about? Do they want to Whitebeard?

Ochoku was speechless at these idiots. He looked at the numerous pirate crews gathered at the port and roared:

"No one is allowed to leave port today!"

Hachinosu is a gathering place for numerous pirate crews year-round, and at this moment, these pirate crews are withdrawing.

One of the ironclad rules of the New World:

To survive in this sea area, there are only two paths: either join one of the Four Emperors' forces, or become an enemy of Four Emperors.

Hachinosu is an exception.

Hachinosu, under Ochoku's rule, was neither a friend nor an enemy of the Four Emperors.

As Paradise for pirates, this place is a forbidden area for the Navy, and all pirates are welcome to come.

Using this, Ochoku made a fortune.

But gold and silver treasures are worthless in the face of a "second life," so Ochoku chose to raise his sword against everyone.

"Founder Ochoku, what do you mean by this?"

A pirate captain shouted, "The island is in chaos right now, with the Four Emperors fighting each other. You won't let us leave port, do you want us to die here?"

"Hehehe... You can leave if you want, but leave behind the Devil Fruits you possess."

Ochoku grinned maliciously, his eyes flashing with malice.

The port is home to more than a dozen pirate crews, many of whom have bounties exceeding 100 million, and some even reaching 400 or 500 million.

Faced with Ochoku's conditions, everyone's expressions turned extremely grim.

"Are you crazy? We don't have Devil Fruits."

"Money, is money okay?"

"Let us leave quickly! The battle between the Four Emperors will soon reach this area!"

Ochoku spread his hands with a forced smile and said, "I'm not interested in money. I only want the Devil Fruit. Without the fruit, no one is allowed to leave!"

"You bastard, don't get cocky, Ochoku! There are so many of us, do you think we're afraid of just one person like you?"

Someone cursed angrily, then turned and led his men onto the ship, intending to forcibly leave the port.

Seeing this, the others followed suit.