One Piece: General Xuanming, Defeat the New World

(A bit depressing, if you don't like it, skip it and it won't affect the plot)

Once the full moon set, the red sun slowly rose from the east. Rays of sunlight dispelled the darkness that shrouded the earth, and the crisp bird calls from all around heralded the beginning of a new day.

And Carsente hummed a little tune, left the power room triumphantly and walked towards where the other Celestial Dragons lived.

According to the latest version of the agreement between Carsen and the Five Elders (in fact, Carsen suddenly had an idea and forcibly changed the agreement.)

After visiting the holy land of Marijoa for a while, Carsent will leave the holy land and start a new journey in the North Sea.

Carsent walked forward, thinking in his mind.

In my previous life, I had heard about the luxurious life of the Celestial Dragons in the Holy Land, but I have not seen it in person since my rebirth.

On weekdays, Carson lived in a room prepared independently by the Five Elders, and during the day he studied physical skills and swordsmanship with the Five Elders or Ming.

At most, they had some interactions with a group of elite Tianlong people secretly trained by the Five Elder Stars, but they had no connection with those so-called Tianlong pigs on the periphery who were doing all kinds of evil.

Soon, the magnificent walkway replaced the crisp flowers and plants around the power of the Five Elders.

"What an extravagant and vulgar habit."

Carsent listened carefully to the faint crying and arrogant laughter drifting in the wind, as well as the occasional gunshots and roars, and realized that he was very close to the residential area of ​​the Celestial Dragons.

"I heard that every four years, the royal family members who come to Mary Geoise to attend the conference will pass through a long automatically operated path."

"Actually, this isn't a long road at all. Vegapunk must have developed escalators and vehicles that run automatically."

"But the long road at the entrance of the holy land, where the glamorous nobles trample on the ground, is filled with thousands of ragged slaves crawling on the ground."

"They use their flesh and blood to push the tunnel forward. If they make a mistake, they will be whipped or even shot."

"Day after day, year after year, they pushed forward in the dark tunnel, as if the only meaning of their existence was to push that road forward."

"The bright red, boiling blood spilled onto the cold ground. Before the blood could freeze, new blood and corpses covered the ground."

"Behind the glory of the 200 member states of the World Government lies the cruelty of the past 800 years."

"Eight hundred years of endless blood has completely dyed the land red. The red earth is constantly emitting a cry of misery!"

Going further, he saw the arrogant Celestial Dragons wearing masks like astronauts.

That was a true celestial dragon from the outside world, with a fat head and big ears, and a lewd smile.

The slave under his crotch was already covered with scars, with bloody wounds all over his body, and his eyes were dull and lifeless. It was obvious that his hope had been completely destroyed by this kind of life.

Suddenly, the crawling slave's hand fell on a sharp stone, and blood gushed out.

The slave shook subconsciously, then quickly straightened his body.

"You damn slave, it is your honor to carry the great Saint Markov, but you are so careless. You are such a waste."

While cursing, the Celestial Dragon pulled out a pistol from his clothes and fired several shots at the slave's head.

"What bad luck! Another piece of my clothes got dirty."

The celestial dragon looked at his bloodstained expensive clothes with disdain and waved his hand.

The servant nearby quickly brought another slave and carried the celestial dragon away.

Carsent was watching nearby, feeling neither angry nor sad, but just an indescribable feeling.

The bodies of the slaves were casually packed up and taken away by the accompanying personnel, and soon the noble floor was clean as new again, with no sign that a tragedy had just occurred here.

Carsen continued to move forward.

He saw a young girl crying while holding her parents' bodies in a slave concentration camp, and a mother burying her own children with a numb look on her face.

Watching the living beings gradually lose their souls, and seeing the walking corpses that were starving to death.

He also thought of the grain that was piled up haphazardly in the warehouse and was even beginning to rot, and the gold, silver and jewelry in the warehouse that was covered with dust.

They looked at each other in silence, sighed, and moved forward again.

This is the slave arena.

Living people were chained to the open-air arena. The celestial dragons sat high up in the audience seats, smiling with satisfaction at the blood-spattered match on the stage.

He saw slaves in the arena being forced to fight wolves, wild boars, tigers, bears, and even other slaves.

Amid the splattering of blood, every slave who entered the arena had already entered the sight of the god of death.

But if you lose, you die in this game, and if you win, you continue to the next round.

No one can withstand the endless competition. No matter the weak old or young or the strong warrior, they cannot escape the fate of being fed to wild beasts after death.

He moved on.

He saw the butlers and guards who were relying on the power of others to bully the people around them, taking advantage of the power of the Celestial Dragons and demanding what they wanted from them, venting the resentment they had endured when flattering the Celestial Dragons.

The young boy who slayed the dragon eventually became a dragon. Perhaps they had thought about rebelling, but no one could shake the Tianlong system that had lasted for eight hundred years.

In the end, the warrior who once dared to swing the sword against the strong became a coward who oppressed the weak, and the sharp stones were polished away.

He also saw slave ships floating on the sea.

One ship after another, coming and going in an endless stream.

The world is full of people pursuing profit. For them, capturing a slave can be equivalent to the income from a year's labor.

In the name of the Celestial Dragons, the Navy did not dare to take action against them. Their route passed through the Sabaody Archipelago, very close to the Navy Headquarters.

The navy, a symbol of justice, is defending the greatest evil in the world.

Along the way, Carsent remained silent, expressionless, and showed no joy or sadness.

Looking at everything in front of him, Carsent became more and more determined. The idea of ​​using the Celestial Dragons to intimidate the world was not wrong, but it was a bit too much.

Carsent did not deny that he saw Saint Hilgard who liked to capture pirates as slaves, and under his orders, his guards captured and killed more than ten billion pirates, which greatly reduced the pressure on the navy.

The Celestial Dragons need to change, but they cannot perish. This is the bottom line of the Five Elders and also the bottom line of Carsent.

Perhaps this is the reason why the Five Elders agreed to let Carson go out for a trip.

However, the Five Elders were restricted by their identities and unable to make changes, so they could only passively adapt to everything.

Carsen is different. He has not been trained by other Celestial Dragon families. He is still an independent individual. As long as he masters the world's largest violent machine, he can fulfill his wish.

This task can only be accomplished by the Celestial Dragons, because the Knights of God are composed of ten monsters who are as powerful as generals.

It might be a little exaggerated, but ordinary members of the Knights of God also have the strength of general candidates.

The leader of the Knights of God is undoubtedly a top-level fighter.

If they take action, a world without thieves is not a dream. But if there are no thieves in the world, what is the meaning of the existence of the world government?

As a result, there have been endless maritime disasters and pirates all over the world for eight hundred years!