The most courageous pirate hunter

Finally, there's the Mini Fruit: Shrinking the Earth to an Inch, a move that Doberman was fortunate enough to experience.

However, in terms of concepts, such as reducing injuries, pain, and disease, there is still no sign of progress, which is regrettable.

In addition, the shrinkage is no longer five millimeters, but four millimeters. Who knows how much effort Hermes put in to shrink that one millimeter? It's unknown how long it will take to shrink to the size of Marvel's Ant-Man and travel through time.

However, magnification also improves performance.

It can be said that Hermes has upgraded from a slingshot to a cannon in the past two years, and with the deadly drug E·S as a backup, who in the ocean would dare not give him face?

how many years.

He has finally stood up in a real sense.

Looking at the horribly mangled Doberman, Hermes took off, similar to real flight, an advanced version of Moonwalk. The previous Moonwalk required stepping on air, so it was turbulent, but now it could hover and fly for a long time.

The principle is still the same as moonwalk, but because Hermes stepped on the moon more times in an instant and at a faster speed, it creates the illusion that his feet did not move.

Upon reaching Doberman, Hermes reached out and grabbed him by the neck, pulling him out of the thick rock wall. He then left the pit and flew towards Burgess and the others.

"Don't let him die. A lieutenant general from headquarters is worth a lot of money."

Hermes had already figured out how to deal with Doberman.

There's no profit in killing them directly.

He's planning to sell it to the Navy, or extort a sum of money, at least a billion Berries!

As things stand, if Hermes were to become completely insane, he could easily rob and commit all sorts of evil deeds, at which point money would just be a number.

However, he had ambitions and a bottom line. Once he had enough money, he only enjoyed the process of making money, which is why he established the Emperor Organization.

The goals we once had are changing as we grow stronger.

But no matter what, the dream of being the most daring, the freest, the richest, the wildest, standing at the top of the pyramid, and doing whatever I want will never change.

How could he possibly miss the magnificent scenery of this world, and those epic battles!

Perhaps it was inflated ambition, or perhaps it was an inexplicable overconfidence, but Hermes felt that the world should submit to him. He was determined to climb to the top step by step and become the highest Hermes Jormungandr.

Gan! ! !

Chapter 130 [This seems like a path to suicide]

"Boss, the Navy doesn't have a bounty, so how much could it be worth!"

Mansherry combed her messy hair, sat on Alpagachino, and still harbored some resentment towards Hermes, the foolish man who had almost killed her.

"It will come in the future."

"He's a vice admiral from the headquarters, and a vice admiral with some skills. I believe the Navy won't give up on a vice admiral from the headquarters easily; they'll probably prepare a ransom."

"Even if the navy doesn't buy it, it can be sold to other forces or slave owners. There's a slave and organ trade these days."

Do not know why.

Everyone thought Hermes was evil, utterly depraved, and would be a villain in any script, with a tragic ending.

"Hahaha~"

"Is this an attempt to blackmail the Navy? Boss, aren't you going a bit too far?"

Although Burgess may seem like someone who thrives on chaos, is it really a good idea to offend the Navy like this?

"From the moment we were put on the bounty, or rather, from the moment the Monarchy was founded, we have been at odds with the world. Don't be afraid, at worst we'll just die."

We live not merely to exist, but to enjoy the process of living; life should always be vibrant and colorful.

Hermes's twisted logic silenced Hody Jones and the others.

How to do.

This looks like someone is on their way to suicide.

"These people are really everywhere, but that's fine."

Hermes muttered something, leaving Guyram and the others somewhat bewildered. Before they could ask any questions, Hermes vanished. A few seconds later, when Hermes returned, he was holding a thin man with a camera around his neck and a video Den Den Mushi in his hand.

He is a journalist.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

The man's face turned pale with fright.

He thought he was lucky to have stumbled upon a breaking news story, so he was just waiting to take a picture and send it to headquarters, then sit back and wait for a promotion and a raise. Little did he know that he would be caught in a moment of distraction.

They hid so well, in a broken toilet.

How to do.

This is Hermes Jormungandr, the King of Hunters, a ruthless killer who once displaced hundreds of thousands of people on the Isle of Heartrain and just now nearly killed a lieutenant general.

If I secretly take pictures of him, he might retaliate against me.

"Don't panic! Aren't all journalists brave warriors? They travel over mountains and valleys, appearing and disappearing unpredictably, and they're everywhere for the first-hand news. There's no news that you can't capture."

In the world of One Piece, journalists are the most mysterious of all professions.

There's nothing they don't know about that's trending, which shows how powerful their intelligence capabilities are. It's not surprising that this reporter could recognize Hermes.

After all, to become a qualified journalist, remembering some important figures is the most basic requirement.

"You can report this news, but you must publish this business card in the news."

Hermes tried to make himself look less terrifying, put down the reporter, and pulled out a business card from the Monarch organization, intending to advertise.

The reporter, still somewhat skeptical, suppressed his agitated heart, took Hermes's business card, and nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Come on, let's take a picture while we're at it, make it look cool!"

Hermes then gestured to Bages and the others to strike their coolest poses so the reporters could take some photos for publication. The previous bounty headshots were really terrible.

For a while.

Everyone struck what they thought was their most handsome pose. Man Shirley even pulled out some cosmetics from somewhere, quickly tidied herself up, and applied light makeup. With a few clicks of the camera flash, the final photos were quite pleasing.

Those two secretly passionate guys, Hody Jones and Guy Rump, took a few more sets of photos.

Finally, the reporter left with an excited expression.

He's definitely going to get a promotion and a raise this time, and he's already decided where to go on vacation.

sunset.

Hermes and his party left Octopus Island, leaving behind a scene of devastation and causing another wave of loss of life and property. For this alone, a bounty on Hermes would be too lenient.

From the perspective of those innocent people, Hermes is absolutely heinous and unforgivable, but that's the reality of the pirate world—the power of an individual is simply too great.

These people were helpless and had no choice but to accept their misfortune.

Very sad.

Hermes was once one of them, but he had a good opportunity and seized it desperately. The only difference is that he was a dragon and a boy. Hermes never chose to be a boy to slay the dragon. Instead, he wanted to be the dragon from the very beginning.

unfair.

It exists everywhere, and fortunately, in this world, one can change their life by acquiring "power," instead of facing the difficulties of the previous life.

Furthermore, due to different environments, many desires had been suppressed for a long time. When Hermes gained power, he hadn't truly become utterly depraved; that would be a miracle if Buddha hadn't burned incense for him.

Hermes was well aware that he was somewhat psychologically twisted and abnormal.

It should be said that in their past lives, none of humanity, especially those at the bottom of society, had a normal or sunny mind. Most of them had mental illnesses or dark, negative, and twisted thoughts, but were simply bound by various rules.

Humans are the ugliest beings.

Malinfando, Navy Headquarters.

"sure?"

In the Marshal's office.

Sengoku looked at Tsuru with a gloomy face. Strangely, Garp was also there, but the atmosphere was somewhat oppressive. Both Sengoku and Tsuru looked rather grim. They had just received news that Doberman had been captured by the Hunter King on Octopus Island.

"Doberman must have encountered the Hunter King's group on Octopus Island on his return voyage. Given Doberman's fiery temper, he would definitely have made a move."

Without even a second thought, Crane knew that Doberman would definitely strike first in this battle.

Like Sakazuki, he can't tolerate the slightest injustice. He either doesn't encounter anything, or if he does, he'll definitely take action. This is the toughness and ruthlessness of a representative hawk.

Unfortunately, they ran into a tough opponent this time.

"Crunch crunch crunch, smack smack!"

"Kapp, eat your senbei quietly."

Sengoku gritted his teeth and glared at Garp, who was sitting on the sofa, lounging around as leisurely as could be. The senbei he had bought was about to be ruined again.

"You're such a cheapskate, it's just some rice crackers!"

"But who is this King of Hunters? I feel like I've heard of him somewhere before."

Garp casually picked his nose, flicking out a large clump of booger that flew off somewhere.

"Ah~"