One Piece: Start as a mythical beast, practice to become stronger

Chambord Islands.

In the slave shop on Island 23.

There was a heavy smell of decay in the air, as if the whole place was corroded by despair and decadence.

The dim light filtered through the broken windows into the store, outlining a shadow.

Various chains and shackles were hung on the walls, and some discarded items were scattered on the ground, as if silently telling of countless broken dreams and destroyed hopes.

In the middle of the store, a man with greedy eyes was working hard to sell the goods in front of him.

His eyes flashed with excitement and cunning, like a wolf that had spotted its prey.

He rubbed his hands restlessly, and his tone was flattering and eager:

"Master Tianlongren, this product is definitely worth the price you paid."

The commodity in front of the man is a living person - an extremely beautiful woman.

Her long golden hair fell down her back as softly as the sunshine. Even though she was only wearing a thin, shabby dress, it could not conceal her naturally beautiful face.

However, her once lively eyes had now turned into a pool of stagnant water, lifeless.

The woman stood there quietly, staring blankly at the ground.

Her shoulders trembled slightly, as if she was suffering from unspeakable pain.

She knew that facing the Celestial Dragons, she had no future.

The hope in my heart had long been ruthlessly torn apart, leaving only endless despair and fear.

The Celestial Dragon lazily leaned back in his chair, his eyes wandering over the woman, a sneer on his lips.

He tapped the armrests of the chair with his fingers, making a crisp sound, as if he was playing with a boring toy.

His eyes were full of contempt and possessiveness, as if the woman in front of him was just a worthless object.

"You said she was beautiful?"

The Celestial Dragon's voice was low and cold, with a hint of mockery.

He slowly stood up and walked towards the woman, each step carrying a suffocating sense of oppression.

The vendor nodded repeatedly, his eyes gleaming with excitement:

"Yes, sir, she is not only beautiful, but also very obedient."

"She will satisfy you and is definitely worth the money."

The celestial dragon walked up to the woman, reached out and grasped her chin, forcing her to look up.

There was no expression on the woman's face, only her dead eyes staring blankly ahead.

Her breathing became rapid and her body trembled slightly, but she did not resist and just endured it all silently.

"interesting."

The Celestial Dragon's lips curled up into a cruel smile, and his fingers gently slid across the woman's cheek, as if he was touching a precious work of art.

He murmured in a low voice:

"Such beauty is worth playing with."

The woman's heart seemed to be pierced by an icy sharp blade, and pain and despair surged into her heart like a tide.

She knew that no matter how beautiful and submissive she was, her fate was sealed.

In this dark world, she is just a commodity being bought and sold, with no dignity and no future.

As the celestial dragon looked at her casually like an object, the woman closed her eyes in despair, and a line of tears silently slid down her cheeks.

The teardrop glowed faintly in the dim light, like a broken pearl.

Her lips trembled slightly, but no sound came out, as if all her struggles and cries were suppressed deep in her heart.

Seeing the woman like this, the Celestial Dragons became even more excited.

His eyes flashed greedily behind the glass, and a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The woman's expression, her helplessness and misery, was like a catalyst, igniting the twisted desire deep in his heart.

He longed to see her completely collapse, to destroy her moving sorrow.

The celestial dragon stretched out his fingers and gently stroked the woman's cheek, feeling the coolness and wetness of her skin.

His movements seemed gentle, but each one carried a cold threat, as if announcing her fate from which there was no escape.

His face behind the glass seemed a little distorted due to excitement, and there was a cruel light flashing in his eyes.

“I want this thing.”

The Tianlongren said coldly, his eyes entwined around the woman like a poisonous snake, as if he couldn't wait to possess her completely.

The woman's body trembled slightly, and tears of despair flowed more violently.

Her heart felt like it was sinking into an icy cave, and all her hopes vanished at this moment.

She knew that she could no longer escape this nightmare and her fate had been completely locked into this cruel reality.

When the vendor heard the Celestial Dragon's decision, a flattering smile immediately appeared on his face, and he bowed:

"Thank you, Master Tianlongren. You really have a keen eye for talent. This woman is definitely worth all your efforts."

The celestial dragon did not look at the trafficker again, his eyes remained on the woman the entire time, as if he had already considered her his own property.

His fingers slid across the woman's face, then he grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him forcefully.

The woman staggered and nearly fell, but she did not resist. She just mechanically followed the steps of the Celestial Dragon, as if she had completely lost her own will.

Her eyes were empty and dead, and her tears silently slid to the ground, leaving tiny traces.

"..."

"Stella, I'm done with my work for today!"

Tezulo pushed open the familiar door and walked into the room with a smile on his face.

He was full of hope and couldn't wait to share the good news with Stella.

"In a few days you will be free..."

When he saw the scene before him, his joy instantly vanished.

His eyes were fixed on the scene in front of him, as if his neck was being strangled, and he was unable to utter the following words.

Stella was kneeling on the ground with a cold metal collar around her neck, and the other end of the collar was held in someone's hand.

Tezulo's breathing became rapid, and his eyes were filled with shock and anger.

He felt the crowd around him quietly retreating and moving away from him, as if they were afraid of being affected by this sudden threat.

"Dragon people?"

Tezulo spoke in a hoarse voice, almost gritting his teeth as he spoke these words.

His eyes were fixed on the arrogant, cold-blooded Celestial Dragon, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white from the force.

His heart was filled with uncontrollable rage, and he knew very well what would happen to Stella if she fell into the hands of the Celestial Dragons.

Stella's eyes were blank and helpless, and her eyes were full of despair and pain.

She shook her head gently, tears silently falling, her hands trembling slightly, and she tightly grasped the corner of her clothes.

The Celestial Dragon looked at Tesoro coldly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a cruel smile.

His face behind the glass seemed distorted by this overwhelming feeling.

"This woman is mine now."

His voice was icy cold, as if he was declaring an indisputable fact.

A feeling of powerlessness surged in Tesoro's heart, and he felt that his world was collapsing.

All efforts, all hopes, vanished at this moment.

His eyes moved away from the indifferent face of the Celestial Dragon and fell on Stella.

"you......"

Tezulo tried to say something, but he felt his voice grow hoarse and weak.

He couldn't believe it and couldn't accept the reality before him, but the facts were ruthlessly placed before him.

His heart was filled with pain and anger.

The Celestial Dragon smiled disdainfully and pulled hard with his hand, forcing Stella's body to lean forward and kneel lower.

Her face was pressed against the cold floor, tears welled up in her eyes, but she was powerless to resist.

Tezulo's heart ached as if it were being cut by a knife. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

The feeling of being able to watch helplessly as everything you cherish is ruthlessly taken away.

He felt it at this moment!

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