Traveler in the Pirate World

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Because the two generals except Sakaski had important matters to attend to, Zhan Guo and several lieutenant generals gathered here, and bad news came.

Zhan Guo looked at the people in front of him with a gloomy face. The news about the Celestial Dragons in front of him was a headache. "What do you think about Actophei Caesar appearing in the port city of Rapeseed Flower in Alabasta?"

"Troublesome guy!" John Jando, with his huge body and his uniquely loud voice, said, "I haven't seen him for decades, and he caused such a big mess as soon as he came out. What does that bastard want to do?"

Kaisha, with a light blonde slicked back hair, sunglasses, and a finger-long scar on her left eye, held a cigar in her mouth and exhaled a large puff of white smoke. "She has become a Devil Fruit user. With this level of recovery ability, she must be a mythical beast, right?"

"It doesn't matter. Since he is the enemy of the World Government, death is his only choice. Only stability is the absolute and unchanging justice!" Stoloberi, a long-headed man with a long straight black beard and a tall hat, carefully wiped the two swords in his hands. He didn't care about this meaningless meeting.

"Hey, hey...that guy killed those unruly pirate hunters and criminals. Isn't it too hasty to label him as an enemy of justice?" Dalmessia, who maintained the Dalmatian human-beast form for a long time, looked at Stoloberry and said.

"Careless? What are you talking about Dalmesia?" The voice of Dauberman, who has long curly black hair, a pair of hooked mustaches, and a face full of cross scars, came from the side. "Look at what that guy said when he was attacked and the mark of the dragon's hoof on his chest was exposed. Isn't he a criminal who resisted the World Government?"

"Yes, it's the criminal, Dalmesia!" The ghost spider with a double dragon head pattern on his head and a ferocious expression lay on his seat, looking at Dalmesia sitting opposite him with a teasing look in his eyes.

Next to him, a flying squirrel wearing a purple striped suit, a dark blue shirt, a neatly tied tie, long purple punk hair, and a short mustache, watched everything calmly. It was just a meeting whose outcome was already predetermined.

Also silent at the side was the bearded man with a smile on his face, who never seemed to feel uncomfortable.

Chaton Kake, who looked like a wretched old man and was wearing brown clothes and had no interest in this formal meeting, now only had his goddess in mind, Momotsugi Gion, who was several houses away from him.

She was a beautiful woman with a Japanese-style bun, a peach-colored short skirt, a black spider pattern tattooed on her thigh, a tall figure with graceful curves, and a charming beauty mole at the corner of her mouth.

Gion didn't seem happy at the moment. She frowned slightly and turned to say something to Vice Admiral Tsuru beside her.

Sakaski crossed his arms, looked at the meeting in front of him, then turned to Zhan Guo and said expressionlessly, "So this is what you wanted to see?"

Zhan Guo's face did not look good. Hiding the disappointment in his eyes, he stopped everyone from talking.

……

At the end of the meeting, as expected, Actofi Caesar became a bounty criminal. Based on his previous strength and current performance, he was temporarily defined as a pirate worth 180 million. His capture was to be carried out by Stoloberry, who had been in charge of the follow-up events of Fisher Tiger's attack on the holy land of Marijoa.

After everyone left, Zhan Guo sat for a long time. He looked at He standing beside him and suddenly asked, "Which side do you think justice should stand on?"

He didn't say anything, she just sighed deeply, how could the current navy be considered just!

Everyone in the navy has his own justice, which is too free. The justice of the World Government is the justice of the Celestial Dragons and the justice of the nobles. Where is the justice for the innocent people on this sea?

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Alabasta Kingdom, Port City of Rapeseed

The streets, which were originally crowded with people, were now as quiet as a bird. Countless people hid in their rooms, secretly peeking out to see the horrific battle taking place there.

"Actorfi Caesar? I don't know where you came from, old man, but I have to regretfully tell you that you are going to die soon!" A burly man with long curly hair, crescent-shaped eyebrows, and a short beard looked at the old man in front of him with short white hair, dressed in a suit, standing upright, and laughed. "I heard that you killed quite a few members of our Baroque Studio at Whiskey Peak. Thanks to you, we have a new promotion channel, but we have to borrow your head."

The moment the man finished speaking, the long knife slashed towards Caesar's waist fiercely. The sound of bullets exploding from the barrel rang out one after another, and the killing began instantly.

The man didn't see how Caesar made his move. He only felt a large hand like a pair of pliers tightly gripping his throat. His whole body was lifted off the ground and spun several times in the air. Countless blood flowers spurted out from his back, and it became riddled with holes in an instant.

Caesar glanced around calmly, and his blood-red eyes made the hundreds of billionaires and millionaires who had gathered from all over the Baroque Studio feel chilled.

Even so, only a few people chose to leave because of cowardice. Greed made most people choose to rush towards Caesar. The number twelve meant the pinnacle of the Baroque Studio.

Caesar's figure suddenly disappeared, leaving only a series of circular air waves spreading above the earth and the sky. His bony hands were stained with blood, and his white shirt also turned bloody. He shuttled among the crowd, covered in blood, like slaughtering a group of timid lambs.

"Monster?! He is a monster!" Someone shouted in horror, trying desperately to escape, but was pinched on the forehead by a bloody hand that suddenly appeared in front of him. The sound of breaking bones rang in his mind. He struggled and roared in pain, and finally collapsed into a straight line and fell to the ground powerlessly.

"Since you have chosen to fight, there is no need to leave!" There is never any justice in a battle that determines life and death. Caesar looked at the few remaining people indifferently. His blood-stained face appeared in everyone's mind. Fear and despair finally turned into the helplessness of fighting to the death.

"Kill him, we can't escape. The only way to survive is to kill him!" Someone shouted angrily. The fear of death made him burst out with a terrible desire to survive. With bloodshot in his eyes, he raised the long sword high and rushed towards Caesar.

As expected, there was an explosion and the man's body was punched into the ground. The sounds of earth and rocks breaking, bones breaking, and flesh collapsing rang out at the same time, and the ground turned blood red.

Caesar disappeared again, and in the blink of an eye he appeared in front of a man with a ferocious face. He punched through the man's chest, but he was grabbed by the man's arm. The man laughed and looked at Caesar, his eyes full of madness, "Let's die together, bastard!"

"Boom!" A huge explosion sounded, flames rose, and the horrible impact force knocked Caesar away. He fell in the collapsed house with a charred chest, and spit out blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.

"Kill him!" Seeing that Caesar was seriously injured, several people rushed towards Caesar, but were horrified to find that the bloody and charred wound on Caesar's chest was recovering and regenerating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Before he could react, he instantly lost consciousness and fell into the darkness of eternal sleep.

The few remaining people looked at the devil-like man from afar. The long knife in his hand fell to the ground. He collapsed on the ground in despair, waiting for death to come.

Caesar disappeared again, and in the blink of an eye, not a single person was left alive. Just as he was about to clean up the mess and leave, a voice suddenly sounded from behind him, "Who are you who made such a big fuss?"

Caesar calmly turned his head and looked at the man in a navy coat, who was holding several cigars and half of his face was covered by smoke. "Aktofi Caesar, you probably haven't heard of this name, a little brat from the navy!"

Smoker was shocked as he looked at Caesar's exposed chest due to his torn clothes. "The Mark of the Sky Dragon's Hoof?!"

"Oh, are you talking about this?" Actofi Caesar pointed at the red mark on his chest expressionlessly. "Although this thing has special power, it is not impossible to remove it. I just don't want to remove it!"

"Why?" Smoker looked at the man in front of him with mixed feelings. That was the mark that represented the slaves of the Celestial Dragons. Once discovered, he would face the hunt of the entire world government.

"Why should the victims cover up the crimes committed by the perpetrators!" Actophre Caesar said calmly. The bloody aura condensed in his hands. Countless chains rose from the ground and pierced into the bodies of every dead person, pulling out their souls and sending them to the underworld.

A cold feeling rose from his back, and Smoker only felt his hands and feet were cold. There was an extremely dangerous atmosphere in the air. "What did you do?"

"I didn't do anything. I just sent them to where they should go!" Actofi Caesar waved his hand and looked at Smoker jokingly, "So you don't plan to take me back?"

Smoker clenched his fists and said nothing. When he looked up again, Actofi Caesar had disappeared.