At the same time, traveling through time, starting from subverting the war at the top

Chapter 300 The strongest man in the world is worth killing!

CIPHER POL, abbreviated as CP, is an intelligence agency directly under the World Government.

They were the first to rush to the scene after the Five Elders issued the order for reinforcements.

Previously, the Marine Headquarters was located in Marineford to protect the Holy Land and the safety of the Celestial Dragons. Now that Akainu has moved the Marine Headquarters to the New World, apart from a Marine Admiral stationed there on a regular basis and a few Marines, the main force of the Marines is unable to arrive in time.

Even if they have special routes.

Therefore, these CP agents are the only hope for these Celestial Dragons.

A team of CP agents dressed in black suits and top hats rushed over from afar. The leader was a middle-aged man with a slicked-back hairstyle. He was agile and used the Shave technique to move quickly with a series of rapid steps. At the critical moment, he narrowly saved a Celestial Dragon from the shockwave.

"It's dangerous here, please..."

The middle-aged agent with slicked-back hair put down the still-shaken Celestial Dragon, looked up at the distant puppet monster, his expression grave, and spoke.

boom!
His words were interrupted by spitting flames and splattering blood!
Lorenzo's expression froze in shock and confusion as a bullet blasted a bloody hole into his head.

"Lord Lorenzo!"

The CP agents stared in shock at the shooter—it was the Celestial Dragon they had just rescued! The man trembled as he raised his golden pistol and frantically pulled the trigger:
"You worthless wretch, you're too late! All my most beloved slaves are dead!!"

"And—" he screamed hysterically, "this lowly commoner's hand touched me, didn't it?!"

bang bang bang-

Bullets whizzed past, and even from a distance, the well-trained CP agent could dodge them, but didn't know what to do.

A young man who was close to Lorenzo had tears in his eyes and raised his gun with trembling hands.

"Hey! Adams! Don't be impulsive!"

"But Mr. Lorenzo—"

puff!
At that moment, amidst a faint piercing sound, the young CP agent who was pointing a gun at the Celestial Dragons suddenly had his temple explode, blood splattering everywhere, and he collapsed to the ground.

"Adams?!"

What killed him wasn't a bullet, but a gas blast—one of the advanced applications of the Six-Style Finger Pistol: the Flying Finger Pistol!

The next instant, a tall man wearing a pure white mask and a white suit appeared like a ghost in front of the group of CP agents, and said in a low voice: "What are you doing? Are you going to attack the great god?"

"grown ups……"

The person who appeared was none other than Guernica, a member of CP0, the world's most powerful intelligence agency.

As an absolute mission-oriented person, Guernica only saw orders.

As members of CP0 who are directly subordinate to the Celestial Dragons, the Celestial Dragons are supreme beings.

Any threat is eliminated, even if the person is a colleague.

He gave the CP agents a warning look, then turned to them and said, "Sir, can we have these guys apologize to you once we're in a safe place?"

"Hmph! These bastards actually dare to fight back? I'll make them my slaves!"

"As you wish, please leave now."

One moment they were CP agents of the World Government's intelligence department, and the next they were about to become slaves. Even though they were already familiar with the Celestial Dragons' temperament, the CP agents were somewhat bewildered, collapsed, and at a loss.

The Celestial Dragon finally departed, satisfied, under the escort of CP agents.

Suddenly, a violent explosion was heard in the distance.

Guernica looked up in the direction from which the explosion came and frowned.

A burly man, also dressed in a white suit and wearing a mask, emerged from the shadows and said, "That's the direction between the slave quarters."

Guernica nodded slightly, looked at the puppet monster not far away, and said, "The boss is over there. Let's figure out how to deal with this guy first. He doesn't seem to want to let us leave so easily." (Mary Geoise, Holy Land)

Each Celestial Dragon has dozens or even hundreds of slaves under their command, and such a large number of slaves could not possibly all live in the Celestial Dragon's house.

In Mary Geoise, there was a building specifically used to imprison idle slaves, between the slaves.

Fisher Tiger took advantage of the chaos to break through this place, which is how he rescued thousands of people.

Amidst the roar of the heavy iron gates collapsing between the slaves, a figure stepped into this living hell as dust billowed.

Lin Mo walked through the cold, damp corridor, the air thick with the scent of decay and despair. Iron cages lined both sides like livestock pens, each containing huddled slaves wearing explosive collars—fishmen, long-armed tribesmen, dwarfs… men, women, young and old, all marked, categorized, and stockpiled like livestock.

Some people numbly looked up, their empty eyes sweeping over the unfamiliar intruder before mechanically lowering them again; others had a faint light burning in their eyes, their chapped lips trembling, but they dared not utter a sound.

tread!
Lin Mo stopped and turned to look at a cage on his left.

A human girl of about fourteen or fifteen years old was crawling on the ground in the most humiliating posture. Her hands, bound by chains, barely propped her up as she licked at the scraps of food mixed with an unknown liquid in an iron plate like a dog.

Feeling Lin Mo's gaze, she trembled, looked up, and forced a smile, saying, "Anna ate well, she finished everything, please don't hit me... Anna ate well..."

She mechanically repeated it, over and over again.

There was also a cage containing a mermaid.

Her tail had been forcibly cut off and used as human feet, and the food in her bowl was clearly fish.

The Celestial Dragons are truly beasts.

next moment.

One by one, the prison doors, crafted from fine steel, shattered with a crash, turning into countless metal fragments scattered on the ground.

Lin Mo glanced at the "slaves," and the explosive collars around their necks, which were supposedly indestructible, instantly turned to dust.

"You are free."

His voice wasn't loud, but it resounded like thunder in the slaves' ears.

At first, they just stood there, stunned, as if they couldn't believe it was real. Then someone trembled and took the first step, followed by a second, a third…

"Is it...really possible to...get out?"

"The collar...the collar is gone?!"

Once they were sure they were no longer bound, the slaves finally erupted in a hysterical cry of joy. They rushed toward the exit, some even falling to the ground in their excitement, only to immediately get up and continue running.

As several older slaves passed by Lin Mo, they suddenly stopped and knelt heavily on the ground, their foreheads pressed against the earth.
"My benefactor... thank you... thank you!"

Lin Mo did not respond, but simply stood there quietly, watching them escape from this hell.

Only after the last slave disappeared at the end of the passage did he slowly step out.

"boom--!!!"

The moment he stepped out of the "Slave Rooms," the castle behind him, which had imprisoned countless lives, collapsed with a deafening roar! Smoke and dust billowed into the sky, as if offering a final salute to this liberation.

however--

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Three sharp sounds suddenly pierced the smoke screen!
Amidst the dust, a white cloak fluttered in the wind. The lead CP0 member slowly landed on the ruins, his eyes beneath the mask as cold as knives.

"So you were the culprit tonight, Emperor Yan, Lin Mo!"

"Very well, the strongest man in the world is worth killing!"

(End of this chapter)