One Piece: The user of the Nen-Nen Fruit, who overturned the sea.

Chapter 819 3 Days

"Besides, we've already gotten enough from this battle."

Roy continued, counting on his fingers:

"If Green Bull gets caught, Sengoku won't escape either."

The loss of two admiral-level combatants is a devastating blow to the Navy.

The G-1 and G-2 bases were also destroyed by Barrett and his crew, leaving the New World without a place for the Navy.

"More importantly, Nika has appeared in the world."

The world government's greatest fear right now is not us, but the reappearance of Joy Boy.

They'll be focused entirely on Luffy, the Straw Hat, and won't have time to worry about Beehive Island.

As Kaido listened, a grin spread across his face again.

Roy looked at him:

"If you lose Garp and Fujitora, then the World Government will have no way out."

Having lost four generals, they have no way out and can only fight us with all their might.

Even if we won back then, it would be a Pyrrhic victory.

"This is for the best."

Let Luffy leave, leaving the World Government scrambling to deal with Nikura's situation, so we can hurry up and finish our final preparations.

Kaido was silent for a moment, then laughed loudly.

"Hehehehe—Roy, you're still as cunning as ever."

"That's called foresight."

Roy patted his arm and looked at the eastern horizon that was gradually turning white.

A faint glimmer of dawn was appearing on the horizon, but scattered flames still burned on Ghost Island.

The smoke and fog mixed together, making the whole island look like a giant beast that had just gone through a fierce battle.

"The game is now in the middle stages," Roy said softly. "Next, it's time for the endgame."

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Three days.

Sengoku survived alone on Oni Island for three whole days.

King, along with the Three Calamities and the Flying Six, relentlessly attacked day and night, giving him no chance to breathe.

The former admiral dragged his nearly broken body back and forth across the ruins of Ghost Island, the golden Buddhist light going from dazzling to dim, and from dim to faintly visible.

By the evening of the third day, the Warring States period had finally ended.

Exhaustion had rendered Sengoku's body completely unresponsive.

The golden light dissipated with a "poof" sound, like a candle being blown out by the wind.

Zhan Guo lay supine on the ruins, his chest heaving violently, the blood he coughed up staining a large patch of his clothes red.

Even so, his face, covered in dust and blood, showed no sign of submission.

Jin sheathed his flaming sword and walked up to him.

"Mr. Sengoku, it's over."

Jack pressed down on his shoulder from the right, and Quinn grabbed his arm from the left.

Zhan Guo had no strength left to resist. His arms were twisted behind his back, and the heavy sea stone shackles snapped shut.

The chains were wrapped around him, one loop after another, from head to toe, from shoulders to ankles, tightly binding him.

The unique tactile sensation of the sea stone drained the last bit of strength from Sengoku's body.

He didn't speak.

The sea stone chains were so heavy that even breathing became difficult after he was pressed to the ground.

But he still struggled to lift his head and glance at the setting sun on the distant sea.

The setting sun bathed his face in an orange-red hue.

Then he was lifted up and thrown into the Ghost Island dungeon.

The dungeon was cold and damp, with torches on the walls being the only source of light.

Green Bull huddled in the corner, his body also bound in seastone chains, his cheeks sunken, his hair frighteningly white, making him look thirty years older.

He lifted his eyelids and saw Sengoku being thrown in, and was stunned for a moment.

Then he laughed, a laugh that looked worse than crying.

"Marshal... I apologize for making such a fuss."

Zhan Guo leaned against the wall and struggled to sit up straight.

He glanced at Green Bull's appearance, then at the dark cell, and suddenly let out a "ha".

"You little brat, you're still alive."

Half-Life.

Green Bull said,

"That guy stole my soul and my lifespan... My current body is probably even worse than yours."

"That's true."

The fact that he could still laugh during the Warring States period is astounding.

"This means we both failed in the same way."

"Fortunately, Garp and Fujitora are still safe and sound, otherwise the Navy would have truly collapsed!"

Green Bull smiled, but then he started coughing.

The two high-ranking naval officers leaned against the dungeon wall, watching the sky outside gradually darken through the air vent.

Outside Ghost Island, the unfinished game continues.

In the square, captured warriors and mink fighters were escorted away in batches.

Some were taken to Rabbit Bowl to mine, while others were executed directly in a corner of the square.

Jin personally led the team to wipe them out.

With the return of the Nine Red Scabbards,

One by one, Oden's supporters hidden throughout Wano Country were exposed and brought to justice, like pulling up a radish with mud along with it, uprooting them completely.

Of the samurai and mink warriors brought by the Nine Red Scabbards, less than one-tenth survived, and most of them became prisoners.

What awaits them is to become miners again, with no hope of ever getting ahead again.

Kaido even personally inspected the battlefield.

Looking at the prisoners kneeling on the ground and the piles of spoils, he nodded in satisfaction and immediately ordered his men to bring over several jars of fine sake, which he then downed three jars in one go.

That night, the main hall of Ghost Island was brightly lit.

The Beasts Pirates held a grand victory celebration banquet, with mountains of wine and meat piled up. The officers sat in a circle, and the noise was so loud that the roof of the hall was buzzing.

Kaido sat in the main seat, his long hair cascading down, his face flushed red from the smell of alcohol.

He poured several jugs of water, then suddenly grabbed Roy's hand.

"Roy!"

"The Wano Country has now been pacified!"

The navy got a real beating too!

When should we launch a full-scale attack on the World Government?

Lao Tzu's big stick is about to smash Mary Geoise!

Roy sipped his wine slowly, his fingers gently tracing the rim of the glass.

"It's not the right time yet."

Kaido frowned.

Roy smiled when he saw his expression.

"Don't worry. The World Government isn't going anywhere."