The huge wave sweeping the anime world

That was an even more empty underground space.

There are a large number of wax figures, each of which is missing a body part, all arranged in an orderly manner like "The Desperate Navy", forming a weird beauty.

The endless wax figures are arranged in eight distinct areas corresponding to the four display cabinets at the auction, each with two measurement standards.

The navy soldiers drew their weapons once again, ready to attack the kingdom guards who were protecting Sivers.

Vashto's claws also aimed at Sivers' neck, eyes, throat...any area that could be killed with one blow was within his attack range.

"We need an explanation"

Bogart drew his sword again and pointed it at Prince Sivers, once again standing on the same side as the navy soldiers.

"What a joke! Do I need to explain to you who I am?"

"The first thing I will do when I ascend the throne is to file a complaint with the World Government against your navy for attempting to manipulate the internal affairs and financial issues of the member states. This crime is enough to send all of you present to Impel Down."

Sivers was also ready to control the wax to fight, with no ripples in his heart.

Bogart shook his head, threateningly.

"Only in this way can I return with the soldiers of the branch. Otherwise, you have just witnessed my swordsmanship. Your wax wall is no different from paper in front of me."

Sivers stopped producing wax on his hands, walked lightly to the group of wax figures and explained.

"Welcome to the wax figure master Hanni's art exhibition center"

"As you can see, these are all works of art. I captured the expressions of these people at their last moment of life and broke their limbs, giving the artworks a sense of incomplete beauty."

"Each of them is a masterpiece of its own, and together with other figures they form a beautiful scene. Under each wax figure, I have left their information very carefully, so that future generations can understand the humble and difficult lives of these bugs when they appreciate them."

"This is a noble art that is appreciated by the Celestial Dragons. The mysterious auctioneers you just saw are all enthusiastic fans of wax art. Although their performance in the face of danger was not satisfactory, they have safely left the Kingdom of St. John while we were talking. Wait until they return to their respective kingdoms, or wait until one of the Celestial Dragon envoys returns to the Celestial Dragons."

"The energy they can unleash and the pressure they can bring are definitely not something your G3 branch can bear. Even if Vice Admiral Garp has made tremendous contributions, he cannot withstand the wrath of the Celestial Dragons."

"That being said, Rear Admiral Bogart, take your "baby" naval soldiers back to where you belong. I have no intention of turning you into works of art now."

Sivers resumed his proud attitude, his eyes full of the works of art he had created, not caring at all about how Bogart and the navy would react.

The Celestial Dragons' special envoy?

The wrath of multiple kingdoms?

The sailors were trembling after hearing Sivers' explanation, wishing they could rush up and kill the beasts in human form who were taking human lives in their hands, but they were world nobles, and even the admirals had to serve as bodyguards for them.

Not to mention that they are just ordinary navy members of the G3 branch. I'm afraid the Navy Headquarters will not have any objection even if they all die here.

Their families may only receive a pension, and the cause of their death will never be known to outsiders.

Bogart rubbed his forehead. Things were becoming more and more troublesome. If he followed his original plan, he would execute Sivers immediately as long as he found out that he was related to Sal's disappearance.

But now it's getting bigger and bigger. However, there is still a way to solve it, but not now.

"I hope that the next time we meet will be a hundred years from now. Otherwise, I'm afraid that time won't be enough to dilute your sins. Of course, I'll give you a piece of advice. You should be thankful that Vice Admiral Garp is not here this time. Otherwise, you and your auction house will definitely be driven underground."

Bogart threatened coldly, then turned around and led the naval soldiers to the exit with the bodies of Major General Sal and the navy.

Vashto followed Bogart, and if the other party had not stopped him just now, he would have risked his life to fight with Sivers.

"So Mr. Bogart, isn't it the end yet? I can't bear it any longer."

Vashto poked Bogart, who was leading the team with a serious look on his face. When landing at the port, the other party said that they would kill him later, but he didn't believe that this was groundless.

Although Bogart had a smile on his face when he faced Sivers, Vashto could sense the pure murderous intent in him just now.

So they couldn't just go back in such disgrace. He believed Bogart had a backup plan.

Bogart retorted, shaking his head.

“The joy of revenge is something that is taken for granted in universal values, but the world is not black and white, but full of dirty and blurred gray.”

"As the first heir to the throne of the Kingdom of Saint John, no matter how outrageous his actions are, they will be forgiven, not to mention the hidden power behind him."

"If you were really the son of a Warring States general, you might be able to take the initiative to fight him, but unfortunately, you are not. In the eyes of those in power, your true identity is just like Major General Sar, a string of insignificant life and death consumption numbers."

"So, give up the idea of ​​revenge now and come back with me. When you reach a certain position, you may be more open-minded. Of course, if you can continue to display such youthful enthusiasm in a high position, it is not impossible, but then the stakes will be higher, and you may have to bet everything you already have."

"Instead of gambling recklessly, it is better to quit while you are ahead. Follow me and keep your head down."

Bogart analyzed the pros and cons with a serious face. The G3 naval soldiers next to him also heard what he said, and their pace of advancement became heavier and heavier.

They were confused, was this justice? But they couldn't stop walking away.

“There is only one compromise and countless compromises. The first compromise may give me some comfort that I think is enough, but...”

"I am a major general now. If I gain enough experience and am not killed by pirates, I should be able to become a vice admiral. But if the price of taking that step is to sacrifice my ideals and beliefs, I would rather die with my father at the hands of Rocks."

"I am a villain who likes revenge from morning till night"

Vashto made up his mind at this moment. He was not a mature soul split like Heisenberg, who could carry out wanton killings without any rules. His soul fragment still had the blood of the original owner in the original world.

This is stupid, but cool. After all, when he dies, he will just activate the soul backup, and then he will be replaced by the next "Vashto". He believes that the "new self" will do the same.