One Piece: Nico Robin Collection

Chapter 146 Kidnapping
The circular spatial domain opened up, and in mid-air, Garp's figure, who was about to collide with Im and the other two, suddenly flashed out of thin air and disappeared, replaced by half a pizza with a child's teeth marks.

Im swung his trident, sweeping the pizza away, and glared angrily at the naval warship soaring high in the sky.

The warship had stopped its explosive charge caused by Garp's punch and was now being controlled by Conis to follow the Eternal Night. The two massive warships hovered in mid-air, with Caesar standing at the stern, looking down at the three people below.

"Your abilities are interesting."

Caesar's gaze deepened, and he suddenly stopped searching for the third fruit.

There's a 90% chance that Im's ability is a Mythical Zoan type, and it might even be the Human-Human Fruit Mythical Zoan type Satan form or something.

According to the system, a second fruit of the same type cannot be eaten, otherwise it may cause the collapse of the bloodline factor.

Fortunately, Caesar possesses the Bloodline Furnace, an item that allows him to perfectly fuse and enhance various bloodline factors.

Now that Caesar has seen Im's ability to forcibly transform people into demons, he suddenly doesn't find the Shadow-Shadow Fruit so appealing anymore.

"Don't try to escape!"

On the bird's back, the young man, who looked just like Shanks, raised his longsword high. Three huge, vicious dog heads sprouted from the sword, each with a sharp blade in its mouth.

Three dog heads flew out like cannonballs, shooting straight at the ship in the sky.

Caesar chuckled and casually threw a punch, sending the three dog heads flying.

Then he drew his long sword, held it with both hands at his sides, and unleashed a burst of ferocious Conqueror's Haki, instantly piercing through the clouds above.

"That posture..."

The old man with crescent-shaped hair squinted and looked at another warship.

Sure enough, at the stern of another warship, a sexy and tall figure held a spiked club aloft. Black and red Conqueror's Haki lightning intertwined with Caesar's Conqueror's Haki like a serpent, and the strong resonance made the air tremble!
"This is a parting gift..."

"Dominate the Seas!!!" x2
As two loud shouts rang out, the world changed color in the blink of an eye!

A terrifying bombardment suddenly erupted, and the two perfectly fused impacts intertwined into a dazzling white light, transforming into a pillar of light that reached the heavens and the earth, dyeing the sea and sky!
The world-destroying light was reflected in Im's pupils, yet his expression remained perfectly calm.

In that instant, the whole world seemed to fall silent.

On the deck of the warship, the naval officers watched in horror as a huge hole was erased from the sea, exposing a large area of ​​seabed!
Hundreds of meters high waves roared and surged in all directions, but no sound could be heard until the waves completely spread out and swept away the distant warships, and everyone's ears were ringing as they could hear some sounds.

"Tsk, so-so."

Caesar twirled his sword and sheathed it.

"So-so?"

The flying squirrel turned its head in horror: "Are you really human?"

At the stern of the Eternal Night, Yamato scratched his head and smiled innocently: "Hahaha, it's my fault. My Haki doesn't reach Caesar's limit, otherwise it could be even stronger."

"Haha, that was a really good move!"

Garp watched with envy. The combined attack of Caesar and Yamato was several times stronger than his full-power Fist Bone Meteor!
Tea-ton, holding onto the railing, peered down cautiously: "Where are those guys? They must be dead by now."

"No, they ran away."

Caesar shook his head: "The other party possesses some kind of summoning ability."

"Speaking of which, back in the Valley of the Gods, that old bastard Satan used something like a ritualistic magic circle..."

Garp nodded; he too had sensed that the opponent's presence had vanished long before the attack.

"This is utter chaos. We didn't even manage to hit the enemy, and we almost damaged other warships as well," Gion couldn't help but complain.

Upon hearing this, Caesar smiled and looked at the group of marines: "Ah, speaking of which, shouldn't we be enemies?"

"Who do you think it is because of, you bastard?!"

The crowd roared in unison.

"Hahaha, don't be angry."

Caesar jumped off the bow of the ship: "What you should be thinking about most right now is the arrangements afterward, right? So, do you want me to take you back to Marine Headquarters?"

Everyone fell silent for a moment, then turned to look at Garp.

Of all those present, Garp was the most senior, the strongest, and the one who knew the Celestial Dragons best.

When Garp saw everyone looking at him, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a Den Den Mushi.

"Moshi Moshi, the Warring States period, huh?"

"Garp! How's it going on your end?"

As soon as the call connected, Zhan Guo hurriedly asked.

"Well...everyone's fine, but there was a minor mishap."

Garp picked his nose: "I just ran into a guy named Gringu, and his son, a brat who looks exactly like Shanks. Oh... I also learned from Caesar that the Celestial Dragons have a leader named Im, who can possess his subordinates..."

"What are you talking about? Caesar? How does Caesar know all this?"

Sengoku's pupils contracted, and he asked incredulously, "You didn't actually have a conflict with the Celestial Dragons, did you?"

"There was nothing I could do. That guy tried to kill me right away and even used his abilities to control some of the generals."

Garp said helplessly, "I had no choice but to join forces with Caesar. But don't worry, those guys have already been beaten to a pulp and fled in a sorry state. Hehehehe!"

Marineford, Marshal's office.

Hearing Garp's laughter on the other end of the phone, Sengoku felt a wave of dizziness. "Ah, speaking of which, this news can't get out. It was Caesar who revealed this information, which is why that guy came here."

The Den Den Mushi, mimicking Garp's expression, grinned and said, "Then just pretend I didn't say anything."

"Kapp!!!"

Zhan Guo roared, his old face turning bright red: "Do you even understand your own position?"

"Huh? What kind of bullshit stance is this! So I'm just supposed to let those Celestial Dragons slaughter me?"

Garp was furious: "Sengoku, you bastard, do you even listen to what you're saying? The Celestial Dragons' claws have already reached into the upper echelons of headquarters, and you're still spouting this bullshit about your stance!"

"…Feel sorry."

Zhan Guo sighed, realizing that there was something wrong with what he had said.

"You...don't come back for now. As for the families of the generals, I will protect them."

After much deliberation, Sengoku still didn't dare let Garp and the others return to headquarters, even though it included two admiral candidates: "Speaking of which, where's Kizaru?"

"He was captured alive by Caesar."

"???"

No way, this bastard isn't even going to act anymore?!
"what happened?"

Even the voices of the Warring States period trembled.

"I don't know. By the time we arrived, Caesar had already captured them. There's no point in trying to get him to release them. That brat must have used some trick to hide them somewhere."

"That's what Garp said casually."

As Sengoku listened to Garp's words, his vision went black again and again.

"So you mean, headquarters lost one general, two general candidates, and nearly half of the lieutenant generals this time, including you?"

"hold head high!"

"Kapp!!!"

"Alright, we'll talk about the rest later. I'm hanging up now."

Hearing Sengoku's furious roar, Garp felt a pang of guilt and quickly hung up the phone, turning to the others: "Hey, you all heard it too."

The group exchanged bewildered glances, and Gion was utterly exasperated: "So we set up a mission, and now we're inexplicably labeled as traitors?"

"That's wrong!"

Caesar raised his index finger and shook it gently: "If the entire navy defected and formed a new army, then there's no question of traitors, is there?"

"Oh? So you mean you want to drag the rest of the navy down with you?"

Gion was speechless. What was wrong with this person?

"Why not? It's not like I can't afford to raise them!"

Caesar shrugged: "You don't want to turn your swords against your former comrades, do you?"

"Well... it doesn't matter."

Garp sighed, "I'm definitely not going back to the Navy. That Im seems to be very sensitive to my name."

"Strictly speaking, it's very sensitive to the D clan."

Caesar said calmly, "People like Gol D. Roger, Portgas D. Ace, your son and grandson, Dragon and Luffy, including my crew member Law, are all members of this clan. Of course, I don't know the specific reasons."

"dragon?"

Seemingly having heard some sensitive words, everyone on the deck except for Gion and Chaton looked at Garp in astonishment.

Garp slapped his forehead: "Ah! Speaking of which, that kid formed a revolutionary army, why don't we join them?"

"That's your son?!?" ×N
"The revolutionary army can't afford to support you."

Caesar smiled and said, "How about coming to work for me? The benefits are excellent! I can also set up a brand new naval force for you. By the way, Vegapunk is also one of my men, so you don't need to worry about equipment or anything."

Gion's face darkened: "So it was you who kidnapped Vegapunk!"

"Huh? You guessed it?" Caesar was also somewhat surprised.

"It's Marshal Zhan Guo and Sister He..."

Gion sighed and looked at Garp: "What did Garp say?"

"Hmm... let's go check out this kid's territory first."

Garp grinned and said, "But whether or not to join, I'll have to think about it."

"it is good!"

Caesar was overjoyed and quickly gestured to Conis: "Back to the Sky Island!"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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(A thousand words are missing. My bride's wedding banquet is the day after tomorrow, and I've been quite busy with other things these past few days. Please forgive me.)
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