One Piece: Fate's Unyielding Marine

Shanks and Parvati lurking on the flanks of Mariejois exchanged looks, sensing auras from the distance.

"They started?"

"No!"

Parvati shook her head. "It's fake!"

"Fake?"

He looked towards Mariejois. The auras felt very powerful. Could they still be fake?

Parvati didn't pay attention to the weak "flag bearer" next to her.

Since earlier, there had been some fighting atmosphere, but it was far from comparable to the "monsters."

Shankss mood grew increasingly strange and unsettled.

Before the Battle of Sabaody Archipelago, he was still the world-famous "Emperor of the Sea." In addition to commanding a powerful crew known as the "Red Haired Pirates," he controlled underground forces unimaginable to the world.

He could even communicate directly with the Five Elders...

But all of that vanished after the Battle of Sabaody Archipelago.

Especially after the Battle of Dressrosa, he completely lost the means to compete, even with the woman in front of him...

She couldn't control it herself; the other party just saw him as an insignificant intelligence agent.

The most important thing was that the power he was so proud of was now far behind the top level in the world!

Perhaps sensing Shanks' increasingly chaotic aura, Parvati remained silent for a moment before saying:

"Do you know the difference between us and the 'monsters'?"

"What is it?"

This question had also been troubling Shanks. After Parvati learned that the representative power of the Rairyu was "elements," her shocked expression was unmistakable.

But he also harbored a deep fear of the national treasure...

Parvati an that.

Are their essences different?

"Our power is actually not as good as the 'monsters'."

Parvati's first words made Shanks freeze, but then he relaxed.

Of course, it isn't as good, otherwise, we should have won 800 years ago.

"Our power is more adaptable because we are still human. We can try to change the way we fight through our own thinking and imagination. But monsters... their power is purer."

Even though the war was right around the corner, Parvati still showed a trace of unconcealable disappointment.

"This war is very difficult because we don't have Joy Boy, we don't have the Ten Thousand Clans, and we don't have the 'Ancient Weapons.'"

Taking chestnuts from the fire is far inferior to a confrontation between two armies.

The gap between the identity of the speculator and the identity and strength of the opponent is insurmountable.

Shanks' mood hit rock bottom, but then a hint of madness appeared in his eyes.

The person who has been secretly supporting me among the top leaders of the "World Government" has not contacted me for a long time. Have they given up on me?

Treachery!

Parvati lowered her eyes slightly, ready for when the sound of the liberation drum disappeared.

Joy Boy...

Let's make a scene!

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Hiss~hiss~~hiss~~~

Snap!!

As Craig spread his arms, the giant snake in his hand split into two parts.

After throwing the giant snake's body aside, Craig looked at the tall arches of the Domain of Gods.

Tread!

Tread!!

Craig did not step forward because the two giant stone beasts standing at the gate also began to wake up.

Camilla glanced at the two men who were covered in gray and white, then looked towards Bamond.

Bamond shook his head.

There is no such creature in the records; they must be experimental subjects from the Lunaria tribe thousands of years ago.

A low roar erupted from the giant beasts' mouths, and blue-gray flames burned fiercely on their bodies.

Craig took out the super alloy gloves that Dylan had reforged for him, put them on, and slowly walked towards the giant beast.

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Dylan and Tahir sat among the clouds in the Mariejois sky.

"Shanks and the others are hiding over there, where is Teach?"

"He won't show up so early. He is more patient than Shanks. He is an old turtle."

For a possible hope, Teach dared to risk his life to board Whitebeard's ship to wait for the Dark-Dark Fruit when he was a teenager.

But now, it's obviously not time to pick the fruit yet.

The clouds were surrounded by Dylan's magnetic field, making it impossible for outsiders to sense their presence.

"Are they okay?"

Although Craig had always seemed to be at ease in the previous battles, and Camilla had not even made a serious move yet, Tahir still showed a trace of concern.

In a battle of this level, if you are not careful, you could lose your life.

Dylan shook his head. "It doesn't matter. Bamond's combat power is only ordinary, and there's still a gap between him and an ordinary Admiral. But Camilla and Craig are completely different."

Space-Space Fruit...

After coming to this world, the only thing he could determine was the approximate location of the Rumble-Rumble Fruit. The Rumble-Rumble Fruit is also very powerful.

Elementalization, flight, quenching, electricity, magnetism, magnetic field, and...

Electromagnetic force!

Only this fruit was the safest to obtain, and it was the one he was confident in developing to the Ultimate level.

Although the Space-Space Fruit is powerful, his conceptual reserve may not be enough to support him in developing the Space-Space Fruit to that extent.

There is no strongest, only the most suitable for you.

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Void Throne.

The Five Elders looked at Craig fighting the giant beast on the screen with solemn expressions.

This is just an unknown character.

Da da...

Da da...

There was a sound of footsteps coming from above the Void Throne.

Im looked at the withered Donquixote Family members below and then at the Five Elders.

"Just this level is not enough to lure him out."

"We await your orders."

The Five Elders knelt down when they heard Im's footsteps. They didn't even dare to look directly at the figure on the throne.

"Let all ethnic groups contribute more descendants. I have raised them for 800 years. Isn't this the day we have been waiting for?"

"Yes..."

The descendants of the Twenty Kings... they are ugly, ignorant, arrogant, and domineering.

But the Five Elders have always ignored this.

A group of pigs raised in captivity will not understand their fate.

They seem to have "unlimited power," but they don't know that their lives are doomed from the moment they are born.

They become nutrients, activate national treasures, and awaken the "monsters" sleeping in the Red Line.

When the voice on the throne disappeared, the Five Elders raised their heads and stood up again.

"Inform all ethnic groups and ask them to send one-third of their descendants over."

One-third is already a very large number, close to a thousand people.

Thousands of Celestial Dragons.

Outside the Hall of Power, Rob Lucci was stopped by a figure almost the same size as him just as he was about to step out.

"Vic...what do you mean?"

Rob Lucci looked at the person in front of him, the CP0 captain who had been stationed at Greenbit all year round.

Vic looked at Rob Lucci.

"Do you want to go to CP headquarters?"

"I've already been there first."

Rob Lucci's pupils shrank. There was a lot of top-secret information at the CP headquarters, and he did intend to collect and hide some of it in exchange for a chance to survive.

Those materials contain the locations of many treasures, a summary of many alien training methods, and many Devil Fruit development directions and training conjectures.

"Do you want to stop me?"

Rob Lucci looked at Vic with a sullen expression. He is the most talented person in the CP9 organization in its 800 years and is now the leader of CP0.

Vic?

Just an ordinary squad leader!

Vic removed the mask from his face and threw it aside, revealing his handsome face.

"Why..."

"Do you think I'm inferior to you?"

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