Pirate: I have a Hollow living inside me!

"Run! Get out of here! A Marine Admiral is coming!"

"The Sabaody Archipelago might be destroyed by the World Government's wrath! Quick... get out of here!!"

Like a domino effect.

One person got up and ran away, and then more people started to run away as well...

The once quiet commercial street has now become "lively" again.

Countless people began to flee, no longer daring to linger in this place of trouble...

"Has he... already killed a Celestial Dragon?"

Olivera muttered something, then burst into hearty laughter: "Hahaha, as expected of Your Excellency, you always manage to do things that others dare not do!"

Has one person already died?

This is fantastic news for him!

"This...this is impossible...Brother Benedict was...killed?"

Zimmerman Saint slumped to the ground.

His eyes were filled with fear and horror, as well as disbelief and doubt about life.

Of the Celestial Dragons who came down this time, only he and his brother were present.

With another Celestial Dragon killed, only his older brother, Saint Benedict, remained...

My older brother is dead?

Killed by this so-called Blackwing Demon?

How dare they kill a Celestial Dragon?

However, realizing that if the other party dared to kill his older brother, they could also kill him, Zimmerman's crotch was soaked with sweat...

"I just discovered that the Celestial Dragons, who call themselves gods, are no different from ordinary people after they die."

Lox appeared ten meters away from St. Zimmerman, his voice calm as he said, "The blood is red, and the brains are white..."

To Zimmerman, these words sounded like a demon demanding his life.

He did something he had never done in his life before: he knelt down and begged for mercy, tears streaming down his face: "Please, don't kill me! I can give you everything, anything you want!"

"Whether it's treasure or women, I can give you anything, and even... I can recommend you to become a Celestial Dragon, making you one of the gods!"

"A member of God? Heh heh heh, if there is a God in this world, it is definitely not you bunch of trash, but me. This world only needs one God!"

Rocks chuckled: "And one more thing, I really hate the Celestial Dragons."

"Go and keep your older brother company..."

'boom! '

His head was smashed open, red and white blood splattered all over the ground, but he looked no different from an ordinary person...

Nami raised an eyebrow: "That's the second one. We're almost catching up with the Seven Warlords of the Sea. I wonder if this record can be broken?"

Robin chuckled, "It's difficult, isn't it? After all, most Celestial Dragons live in Mary Geoise, so it's not easy to encounter them..."

Kuina said, "When we go to the Holy Land sometime in the future, a lot of Celestial Dragons will probably die. Rocks seems to really hate Celestial Dragons."

She remembered Rocks saying he wanted to "travel" to the Holy Land Mary Geoise, which would surely kill many Celestial Dragons...

Rocks really hated the Celestial Dragons!

"Tsk, you've been tortured pretty badly, it won't be healed anytime soon."

Looking at Olivera, Lockes clicked his tongue: "But you're pretty lucky too."

"If my Observation Haki hadn't sensed you just now, you might be dead."

"Cough cough..."

Olivera, now untied, coughed up blood and thanked Lockes, saying, "Thank you, Your Excellency, but I'm sorry to have troubled you..."

“It’s not much trouble. Killing one is the same as killing two. Anyway, I’m already in a lot of trouble, so I don’t mind one more.”

Rocks waved his hand.

Looking at the slave collar around Oliver's neck, he pondered, "But the slave collar is a bit tricky to deal with."

"I'm still not very skilled at internal destruction using Armament Haki."

Rocks never stopped training in Armament Haki.

I've also learned some tricks during the time I've been away from the Sky Island.

However, it works sometimes and sometimes it doesn't; I'm not very skilled at it yet.

The slave collar can only be removed by Armament Haki that damages its interior, without a key...

Neither the Celestial Dragons nor their guards had the key...

Oliver looked at the headless corpse of the Celestial Dragon and exhaled, "I'm already satisfied to see my enemy killed..."

Rocks said, "So your enemy really is a Celestial Dragon? And it's this guy?"

Olivera nodded and said, "Yes, because our enemy is a Celestial Dragon, that's why we didn't tell you before, and that's why I wanted to entrust Leilia to you..."

"once……"

"Stop, stop, stop."

Seeing that Olivera was about to start reminiscing, Rocks quickly interrupted, "We can talk about flashbacks another time."

"Let's figure out a way to remove your slave collar first."

It's highly likely that the Celestial Dragons are dead, and the slaves will die with them. The slave collar started beeping...

Rocks asked, "Do you know hardened Armament Haki?"

Olivera shook her head: "It can only be used around, and even if you have it, you can't use it."

"The slave collar contained sea-stone, and the experiences of the past month have left me very weak..."

"This is a bit tricky."

Rocks rubbed his temples: "I'm not very skilled with Armament Haki that deals damage from within, but I have no choice but to give it a try."

"Hopefully your luck won't be that bad."

There's only one chance; it all depends on Oliver's luck.

Unfortunately, Armament Haki cannot be applied to ordinary life forms.

Alternatively, you could use Rocks' Armament Haki to let Oliver withstand the impact of the explosion...

Why go through all that trouble?

Oliver laughed nonchalantly: "Hahaha, to meet you, and to see my enemy die before my eyes, I think my luck is pretty good..."

After a pause, Olivera said seriously, "But if I die, could you please take care of Leilia for me?"

"Let's talk about it again."

Lox looked at Oliver, who had entrusted her with the care of his son, and was somewhat speechless.

Aren't you just planting a flag?

Just as Lockes was about to remove the slave collar, a voice suddenly came from the side:

"I have some experience when it comes to removing slave collars, Blackwing Great Demon, would you like me to give it a try?"

"Ok?"

Upon hearing the sound, Lockes turned his head to look in a certain direction.

His Observation Haki was constantly spread out, yet he didn't sense anyone approaching.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Rocks paused, his brow furrowing involuntarily, thinking to himself: 'Rayleigh, the Dark Lord?'

The man had white hair and beard, wore a white coat, and had a smile on his face...

It was none other than Silvers Rayleigh, the right-hand man of the Roger Pirates, also known as "Dark King"!

"A very important person has arrived."

Rocks narrowed his eyes and chuckled, "But since Mr. Rayleigh is willing to help, that's all the better. I don't want my friend to die in front of me like this..."

Chapter 180 Has the Truth Been Exposed? Nami: Who the hell do you think you are, you old man!

"He recognized me at a glance. What an amazing young man."

Rayleigh was somewhat surprised.

Having been retired for many years, there are not many people who can recognize him anymore.

At least on the Sabaody Archipelago, few people would recognize that "Coating Craftsman Rayleigh" is the once-famous "Pluto" Rayleigh.

"..."

As soon as he said this, the eyes of the people in the room involuntarily turned to Rayleigh.

A big shot named Rayleigh?

Could it be...?

Lox clicked his tongue: "If you're going to compliment someone, at least find a better way."

"So what if someone recognizes you?"

"No, what I mean is, someone who can recognize me at a glance must be someone who is paying attention to me."

Rayleigh smiled. "And the fact that I'm so calm knowing it's me is what surprised me."

Rocks raised an eyebrow: "Is it so strange to be Roger's right-hand man? My name is Rocks too..."

"Haha, this name is indeed unforgettable."

Rayleigh laughed heartily and remarked, "To be able to come here bearing this name and to dare to kill a Celestial Dragon, isn't that quite remarkable?"

Are all people with this name so vicious?

They dare to attack Celestial Dragons at the slightest provocation.