One Piece: Kaido's adopted son, starts with the Eight Gates Formation.

The new island has now been renamed "Killing God Island".

This place has become the focus of the world.

The port was packed with people, and the noise reached the sky.

Since Lynn issued the recruitment notice, countless ships have gathered from all directions, as if on a pilgrimage.

Among these people were desperate small-time pirates, adventurers who admired the fame of the strong, civilians who were oppressed to the point of not being able to survive, and even some guard teams sent by small countries to seek refuge.

They have only one common goal.

Join the "Godslayer Guild"!

"Let me in! I'm a notorious pirate with a 30 million bounty!"

"Pshaw, thirty million is nothing, I'll make fifty million!"

"Make way! We are the guards of the Kingdom of Baroque! We've come to pledge our allegiance to Lord Lynn!"

Pirates, soldiers, ronin, and even civilians with their families—all sorts of people blocked the entrance to the island.

In the large open space in front of the council hall.

Fujitora Issho was sitting cross-legged with a steaming bowl of soba noodles in front of him.

He closed his eyes, taking a bite of noodles and a sip of soup, completely at ease.

In front of him stood a line that seemed to stretch endlessly.

"Next."

Fujitora didn't even look up, and spoke calmly.

A burly pirate captain with a face full of scars stepped forward, patted his chest, and shouted loudly.

"Old man! I am 'Bloodbone' Cass! My bounty is 80 million! Let me join, and I can bring three hundred brothers to the guild!"

Fujitora slurped up a mouthful of noodles without saying a word.

Cass waited for a long time without receiving a response, and became somewhat impatient.

"Hey! Old man! Are you even competent? A blind man in charge of recruiting? Does the Godslayer Guild have no one left?"

Fujitora finally put down his chopsticks.

His tightly closed eyes turned toward Cass.

There is no loyalty in your heart.

"Only under the protection of the guild can one continue to act arrogantly and bully the weak."

"Your ambition is not worthy of this place."

"Unqualified".

Cass's face flushed instantly, as if he had been stripped naked in public.

"You're talking bullshit! What can a blind man see?"

Enraged, he drew his cleaver from his waist and swung it down at Fujitora's head!

"I'll kill you first!"

however.

The blade had not yet fallen.

A figure as tall as an iron tower appeared silently in front of him.

The Tyrant, Bartholomew Bear.

The bear remained expressionless, simply raising his broad, calloused hand.

"Go somewhere that can calm you down, travel."

puff.

A soft sound.

"Blood Bone" Cass, along with his 300-plus-pound body, vanished from his spot in an instant.

The surrounding crowd fell silent instantly.

Everyone looked at the silent figure with awe.

"Next."

Fujitora's voice rang out again, as if nothing had happened.

Having learned from past mistakes, those who followed became much more cautious.

Fujitora's review process is simple and brutal.

He doesn't need you to introduce yourself or demonstrate your abilities.

He can see right through you just by "looking" at you.

Loyalty, or betrayal?

Ambitious, or greedy?

Courage, or cowardice?

Before his perception and observation, nothing can hide.

Occasionally, some people who are unwilling to be eliminated and think they are strong try to cause trouble.

But without exception.

They would all be slapped by the Tyrant Bear and sent to an unknown distance, embarking on a spontaneous journey.

of course there are exceptions.

"Oh?"

A rare look of surprise appeared on Fujitora's face.

Before him stood a swordsman with a grass root in his mouth and a lazy expression.

"In your heart, I see the unwavering path."

"But your path seems out of place here."

The swordsman spat out the grass root and grinned.

"There's no way around it, I owe them a favor and I have to repay it."

"Furthermore, I also want to see what kind of person that brat named Lynn really is."

Fujitora nodded.

"Let's go over there."

He pointed to the side.

Tyrant Bear is standing there.

"If you can survive three rounds under his command, you can not only join the God-Slaying Guild, but also become one of its executives."

The swordsman raised an eyebrow and drew his sword from his waist.

"bring it on!"

……

In just a few days.

[Ding! The guild has gained 100 new members!]

[Ding! The guild has gained 300 new members!]

[Ding! A lieutenant general-level elite combatant has been detected!]

[Ding! The total number of guild members has exceeded one thousand!]

[Ding! The guild now boasts three elite combatants at the rank of lieutenant general!]

The constant system notifications in his mind put him in a good mood.

At this rate, completing the task is only a matter of time.

Most importantly, he didn't have to do anything throughout the whole process; he could simply be a hands-off manager and collect rewards while lying down.

This is probably the easiest of all the tasks.

Just then, Doflamingo strode into the hall with his signature steps.

"Fufufufufu... President."

"The information you requested has arrived."

He handed a document to Lynn.

"All of the Heavenly Gold's transport ships have set sail."

"There are five routes in total, escorted by five kings, and each route is escorted by at least three naval headquarters warships."

"but……"

Doflamingo pushed up his sunglasses.

"According to my intelligence network, the total value of these five trips to the heavens is probably less than 50 billion Berries."

"It seems that the defeat in the Marineford War has created a considerable financial hole for the World Government."

Five hundred billion.

We are still halfway to reach the mission target of 100 billion.

"It's not enough..."

Lynn touched his chin.

Everyone else in the hall looked at him.

Hawkeye, Crocodile, Empress Hancock, Barrett.

They were all waiting for Lynn's orders.

"How about this?"

Lynn casually tossed the file onto the table.

"Crocodile, Empress, Doflamingo, Hawkeye, Barrett."

"The five of you will each be responsible for one route."

"You can pick and take any of the new recruits on the island."

He paused, then grinned.

"The money you steal is yours to keep."

"I don't want a single cent."

The words fell.

Crocodile's lips curled into a sinister smile.

Doflamingo's laughter grew increasingly arrogant.

Hancock looked at Lynn with a shy expression, as if receiving this mission was the greatest honor.

Even Hawkeye, who is usually uninterested in money, showed a hint of interest in his eyes.

Only Barrett spoke up impatiently.

"I have no interest in money!"

"When can we have a big game?!"

Lynn glanced at him.

"Don't worry, there will be opportunities."

He looked at Doflamingo.

"Where are the Celestial Dragons located? Any news?"

Doflamingo's smile froze, and he shook his head.

"no."

"Because you've been so popular lately, those good-for-nothings are all too scared to come out and are hiding in Mary Geoise."

"My men couldn't find any information about them going out."

"Tch, a bunch of cowards."

Lynn pouted, somewhat disappointed.

"Alright, let's go."

"Let's get the money first."

"Yes, Chairman!"

The crowd responded in unison and turned to leave.

however.

Just then, a member of the Nine Snake Island forces rushed in.

"Reporting to Chairman Lynn!"

"Outside...there's a guy outside who calls himself the 'Golden Emperor,' and he wants to see you!"

"The Golden Emperor?"

Everyone in the hall stopped in their tracks, their faces showing surprise.

Gilder Tezzolo.

The man who controls the world's largest entertainment complex and owns 20% of the world's Pelé.

He has always maintained a close relationship with the World Government and the Celestial Dragons.

What is he doing here?

The key is.

The Golden Emperor suffered quite a defeat at the hands of the guild leader... he was almost beaten to death on the spot.

Lynn raised an eyebrow as well.

Although the other party's purpose is unclear.

But since they've come knocking at this sensitive time, there must be something significant going on.

"Let him in."

soon.

A man dressed in a pink suit, wearing star-shaped sunglasses, and exuding an aura of jewels, walked into the hall surrounded by a group of bodyguards in black.

It was none other than the Golden Emperor, Gild Tesoro.

He glanced around at everyone in the hall, and when he saw Hawkeye, Crocodile, and Barrett—the legendary monsters—his pupils contracted almost imperceptibly.

Such a luxurious lineup made him break out in a cold sweat.

"As expected of the God-Slaying Guild..."

He quickly regained his composure and focused his attention on Lynn, who was in the lead.

He didn't waste any words and got straight to the point.

"Lynn the Demon Child".

"I've come to make a deal with you."

"I need you to kill someone for me."

"As payment, I'm willing to pay... 10 billion Berries."

10 billion!

This number surprised both Doflamingo and Crocodile, who were present.

Even Empress, Hawkeye, Barrett, and others turned their heads in surprise.

What kind of person is worth spending 10 billion to save his life?

Lynn didn't show any expression, and asked in a childish voice.

"Who to kill?"

Tesoro took a deep breath and almost squeezed out the name that haunted his midnight dreams, a name he wished he could eat his flesh and sleep on.

"A Celestial Dragon... Saint Kamal!"

"Saint Kamal?"

Upon hearing the name, Doflamingo adjusted his sunglasses, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

"So it was that guy."

"I know him. He's a complete loser whose only hobby is collecting beautiful women from all over the world and treating them as playthings until he gets tired of them or plays them to death."

"He's an absolute scumbag."

Doflamingo's assessment caused Tesoro's body to tremble uncontrollably once again, and his eyes behind his star-shaped sunglasses were already bloodshot.

Lynn's eyes flickered.

He remembered.

The Golden Emperor before us seems to have had a first love, who was forcibly bought by a Celestial Dragon and ultimately died tragically.

From then on, his personality changed drastically, transforming him from a young man chasing his dreams into the money-obsessed monster he is today.

"Not interested."

Lynn shook her head and refused outright.

He had his own plans and didn't want to disrupt the overall situation because of a Celestial Dragon.

Either don't take action.

If we're going to make a move, we should capture as many Celestial Dragons as possible.

Otherwise, if he launches an attack just once, the other Celestial Dragons will probably never come out again... At that point, if he wants to complete the mission, he'll probably have to personally go to Mary Geoise.

Tezzolo seemed to have anticipated this outcome; he showed no surprise, only emphasizing his words.

"Three hundred billion!"

This price.

It's higher than the combined bounties of everyone present!

This shows just how intense the Golden Emperor's killing intent was towards this Celestial Dragon.

Crocodile exhaled a smoke ring and sneered.

"Three hundred billion to buy the life of a Celestial Dragon?"

"Golden Emperor, if you offer this price, there will be a lot of people outside who will be willing to take huge risks to do it."

"Looking for us..."

"I'm afraid there are definitely some troubles in this deal that we don't know about."

Tesoro's face darkened.

He remained silent for a moment, but ultimately chose to confess.

"That's right."

"Saint Kamal... his current position is somewhat special."

"His Celestial Dragon family is currently on a tour, and there are... a dozen or so Celestial Dragons in total."

"Moreover, according to my intelligence, they are guarded by two full admirals from the Navy Headquarters, as well as a considerable number of vice admirals and rear admirals, and there are no fewer than forty warships."

No wonder!

No wonder this Golden Emperor was willing to offer 30 billion Berries to beg Lynn!

Assassinating a Celestial Dragon is difficult, but not impossible for a true powerhouse on the high seas.

But he had to face more than a dozen Celestial Dragons at the same time, as well as two admiral-level guards...

This is no longer an assassination attempt.

This is a direct challenge to the core military power of the world government!

Killing is easy.

But after you've killed them all, will you still be alive to spend the 30 billion?

Looking across the entire world, who would dare to take on this job, except for this monster who dares to punch the Knights of God and kick the Five Elders?

however.

Lynn's eyes lit up instantly upon hearing this.

He suddenly stood up from his seat, his face, which had been listless just a second ago, now filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"More than ten?"

He flew directly to Tesoro and confirmed it.

Are you sure?

Tesoro was taken aback by Lynn's sudden reaction, but he still nodded.

"Sure."

"Is the information guaranteed to be accurate?"

"Absolutely true!"

The Golden Emperor stated with unwavering conviction, "For all these years, I have been watching him every moment; there is no way I would make a mistake!"

"very good!"

Lynn jumped for joy, her tone crisp and decisive.

"I'll take this deal!"

He even patted Tezzolo on the shoulder and assured him in an exceptionally sincere tone.

"rest assured."

"Not only will I help you kill them."

"I promise you'll get your revenge yourself."

"You'll definitely get your money's worth from this 30 billion!"

"..."

In the hall, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

Everyone was looking at Lynn with a strange expression.

A dozen or so Celestial Dragons, two Admirals, and numerous Vice Admirals and other powerful guards were certainly nothing to Lynn.

But they really couldn't understand it.

What deep-seated hatred does the leader of this God-Slaying Guild have against the Celestial Dragons?

How did those unlucky Celestial Dragons manage to provoke such a killing god?