The pirates sat and forgot, and they really believed the nine truths and one lie.

The curtain continued, Zoro and Miranda wandered around the city but gained nothing else, and in the evening the woman, who was directionally challenged, returned to her home again, and they could only use the stupid method of waiting for the situation to change at home.

The other teams that entered the Kingdom of Lulucia all gained some information to a certain extent. They were not doing useless work and wasting their time in the city.

Shamrock, who has a face exactly like Red Hair, is accompanied by his subjugated subordinate Bonnie. Other CP0 and CP9 agents have already spread out in the city to help the two masters of the Knights of God collect intelligence.

However, the result was quite ugly. Many agents were killed on the first night. The dead were killed before they could even be taken care of. The running dogs of the God's Clan could no longer avoid coming.

After the time was reset, fortunately Bonnie used the bug in her fruit ability to help herself and Shamrock, so neither of them had their time sucked away, so their memories were retained.

"Every time the time turns around in the early morning, the king of the Kingdom of Lulucia needs to change his name. It's more appropriate to call this place the City of Reversal."

Fegaland Shamrock stood in the cafe on the third floor and looked at the Church of Heaven from a distance. Everything originated from there.

The time of all the people in the city is absorbed by the church. The Knights of God have witnessed this with their own eyes and there is no need to question it.

"Master Shamrock, are we going to force our way in?" Bonnie would carry out her superior's orders, and her hatred for the God Clan would not affect the vice-captain of the God Knights.

"Let's wait and see. Let those people with a sense of justice fight the masterminds behind the scenes. We only need to do the finishing work."

Shamrock wasn't too interested in getting involved in the melee. Even if the place got out of control, he still had an insurance policy to use.

When the situation is out of control, there is no need for the Kingdom of Lulucia to continue to exist. The Celestial Dragons will send down their divine fire and destroy everything here.

The lives of inferior people are not within his consideration. Shamrock will not be as kind-hearted as his brother. He is not Red-Haired Shanks.

He naturally believed that as a race of gods, they were born to enslave all other races, and that this was the mission that the Celestial Dragons carried.

The government agents scattered among the crowd are mainly used to monitor other outsiders. The levels of CP0 and CP9 vary greatly, some are too strong and some are too weak, and there is no standard.

Instead, he was pulled out from the crowd by someone with ulterior motives and became a part of the leak of the God's clan's actions. Never underestimate the races living in the sea.

Thick fog, mixed with moisture that smelled of rust, condensed into beads between the brick cracks in the alley. As Aaron's webbed feet stepped over the puddles, the water marks left by the hem of his black robe suddenly emitted an eerie blue light.

The water drops dripping from the drainpipe froze in mid-air, reflecting multiple distorted human figures. Some people are born to seek death, and the bad guys can't stop them.

"I've been following you for three blocks. Aren't you tired?" a hoarse voice came from under the black robe. When Aaron turned around, the black robe flew up and he faced the stalker behind him.

A white figure wearing a parrot mask walked out of the shadows. The CP0 agent's metal gloves glowed with the cold light of seastone, and he was full of confidence in his own strength.

Just as he was about to speak, a ring-shaped dent suddenly appeared on his neck, as if he was entangled and suspended by an invisible python. The bluestone floor cracked into spider-web-like patterns, and hundreds of transparent tentacles were roaming in the void.

"You can't even see with your Observation Haki?" The pupils under the agent's mask shrank into needle points, and his right hand quickly threw out three seastone daggers.

The moment the blade penetrated the void, it stayed in mid-air. The dagger grabbed by the invisible hand became a weapon for harvesting the government's special supplies.

Invisible tentacles shuttled through the crowd like ghosts, as if violating the laws of physics and approaching the target silently.

The agents' eyes roamed everywhere, but they could not catch any trace and wished they had an extra eye behind them.

Suddenly an agent screamed and covered his chest. A dagger pierced through his back and blood gushed out.

Before anyone could react, screams were heard all around. Tentacles moved around wantonly, and every time they appeared, they were accompanied by a dagger sent by the enemy, stabbing the agents accurately.

Some agents tried to fight back, firing in the general direction of the tentacles, but the specially made bullets were fired in vain into the air.

The smell of blood quickly spread in the air, and blood flowers bloomed in the air like strange flowers.

The agents began to panic. They moved together closely, back to back, to form a defensive circle, but this seemed unable to stop the invisible enemy.

Several more agents fell. Seeing their numbers dwindling, their eyes were filled with unwillingness and fear.

Just as the situation became increasingly desperate, an experienced old agent suddenly had an idea. He took out the smoke bomb he carried with him and threw it into the air.

The smoke quickly spread, and in the smoke, the faint outline of tentacles appeared, "It's not too stupid, but it's a little too late."

Suddenly, several invisible tentacles fell from the sky like the sentence of the god of death, destroying you without any hesitation.

Those tentacles precisely wrapped around the heads of the agents one by one. All the agents' lifelong learning, such as the two-color domineering and the proud Navy Six Styles, were useless at the critical moment.

The tentacles exerted force up and down together, and a huge pulling force exploded instantly, as if a pair of invisible giant hands were cruelly separating the human brain from the body.

Heads were pulled off alive, blood gushed out from the necks like fountains, splashing on the ground and dyeing the streets blood red.

Some of these heads already contain Armament Haki, but this level of Haki is not strong enough to save them from the fate of being beheaded.

In this bloody chaos, the head that was pulled off did not die immediately, and its eyes were full of fear and despair.

And those invisible tentacles seemed to possess some mysterious ability and began to read the memories in the agents' minds.

As the memories are read, pictures emerge in the "perception" of the tentacles. They may be fragments of the agents' ordinary lives, or secrets deep in their hearts. For Aaron, the prey has no secrets at all.

The agent's body fell in a pool of blood and gradually became motionless. As the memories of those heads were read, their eyes became increasingly empty as their memories faded.

After a while, the tentacles seemed to have completed their mission and casually threw the head aside, disappearing into the air, leaving only the horrific bloody scene on the street corner.

"God's Knights, it turns out that Red-haired Shanks has an identical brother, what an unexpected gain", the smile on Arlong's face was gradually replaced by coldness, and he remembered the name Shamrock in his heart.

Maybe it can be used someday. The Celestial Dragons want to hide behind the scenes and reap the benefits, but Aaron will not let the high and mighty God clan get their wish.

He needs a helper now. The complicated situation in the Kingdom of Lulucia is beyond his ability to handle alone.