Starting as a pirate, he rose to become the strongest Shinigami in Soul Society.

Chapter 111 Live Stream Begins, Rhythm of War!

In the Sabaody Archipelago, a large number of viewers from all over the world have gathered in front of the live broadcast screen at Bubble Square.

Bane and his crew spent some time at Marine Headquarters, and all the rookie pirates he had hoped to meet on Sabaody Archipelago had now gathered there.

Trafalgar Law, the surgeon of death, is leaning against the wall of a small cabin, surrounded by his friends.

His face wore a cynical smile, but that smile turned gloomy as his gaze swept over the split screen of the live stream, and a look of pain and resentment flashed in his eyes.

At that moment, the split screen was showing footage of the Seven Warlords of the Sea on the front lines.

Most people's attention was drawn to Boa Hancock, the world's most beautiful woman among the Seven Warlords of the Sea, and people in the square would often marvel at her beauty.

But Trafalgar Law didn't even glance at this so-called number one beauty; his gaze was fixed on the most alluring figure among the Seven Warlords of the Sea.

Donquixote Doflamingo, the Heavenly Demon.

This guy was dressed in a pink flamingo feather outfit, wearing orange sunglasses, with a wicked smile on his lips. He wore tight pants and loafers, and his posture was extremely arrogant. Judging from his expression, he seemed to be looking forward to this war.

"No matter the cost, I will kill you, Doflamingo!" Trafalgar Law swore in his heart.

On the other side, a high-end restaurant had a particularly good location, with a window offering a perfect view of the live broadcast screen, and Eustace Kid, with his striking red hair, was sitting in this excellent spot.

A cruel smile played on his lips, and his eyes gleamed with anticipation as he said, "We've come at the perfect time. Regardless of who wins or loses this war, the New World will become the new battlefield, and this is exactly the time for us to show our skills. If Whitebeard dies, won't the position of one of the Four Emperors be vacant for me?"

"Kid, it's best not to have too high expectations for now. The Navy's elimination of one Yonko is not to pave the way for a new one. Perhaps the Navy's strategic focus will return to the New World next," Kira said softly, wearing a mask.

I have to say, this guy does have some good judgment.

Indeed, many years later, the Navy's strategic focus returned to the New World.

These pirates were discussing the impending war, unaware that among the bustling crowd, several individuals were meticulously identifying targets and recording them in their notebooks.

"Captain Eustace Kidd, we've spotted them. They're in this bubble restaurant. Filip, go to the port in the outlaw zone and check if their ship is there. If it is, keep a close eye on it. This guy is someone Boss Bane specifically wanted."

"The Surgeon of Death, Trafalgar Law, is over there too. It's not a good situation; their ship is a submarine. But let's keep an eye on them anyway."

"Jeally Bonney didn't see it, but their pirate ship did appear in the port of the lawless zone a couple of days ago. Let's look for it."

"And that guy named Urki, a few days ago Boss Bane personally called the Telebug to instruct us to put him on the list of key surveillance targets as well. I really don't know what kind of luck Urki had."

Indeed, these people constantly searching for their target in the crowd were none other than Bane's former underlings left behind on Sabaody Archipelago. Some of them had already established Baroque Works intelligence outposts on Sabaody Archipelago during this period.

The leader of this intelligence team, named Vox, was secretly giving instructions to his subordinates while constantly looking around. In the past, he would not have dared to openly observe so many pirate targets, but the situation was different now. There were so many people here that he wouldn't expose anything.

Just as he fixed his gaze on the roof of a small house, he froze, cold sweat instantly beading on his forehead, his eyes filled with fear and disbelief.

"Boss? What's wrong?" One of the henchmen seemed to sense that something was wrong with his boss and quickly asked.

"Quickly, urgent intelligence! That's Hades! Get this intelligence to Boss Bane right away!" Vox quickly looked away, not daring to glance in that direction again, and said in a low voice.

Indeed, on the roof of that small house, he saw a figure that shocked him—the legendary right arm of the Pirate King, Dark King Silvers Rayleigh!

On the rooftop, Rayleigh seemed to sense something. His gaze swept across the crowd, but he didn't make any further movements or reactions. He remained leisurely sitting on the rooftop, watching the live stream screen.

It has to be said that Rayleigh is really handsome. He's quite old and his clothes are a bit sloppy, but his temperament is indeed extraordinary. He has long silver hair, wears a pair of non-prescription glasses, and the wrinkles on his face make him look so masculine. Even wearing flip-flops can't hide his dashing temperament.

"Why didn't you sell yourself to human traffickers today?" a voice came from behind Rayleigh.

It is Shakky, the top intelligence chief on the Sabaody Archipelago, the former emperor of Amazon Lily, and the former captain of the Kuja Pirates.

Of course, she and Rayleigh were also old flames.

"Perhaps some old friends will be leaving today, so I thought I'd come and take a look," Rayleigh said with a smile.

"Are you so sure Whitebeard will lose?" Shakky asked softly as he listened to this.

"We're old acquaintances from the Warring States period, you know," Rayleigh shrugged.

In the original story, Rayleigh had mixed feelings while watching the live broadcast, after all, the person kneeling on the execution platform was his captain's own son, but since that guy was already a member of the Whitebeard Pirates, Rayleigh couldn't interfere.

But now, he is truly relaxed, completely in a spectator's mindset, and even somewhat looking forward to the war starting soon.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

"Oh my, the three admirals of the Navy have appeared!" Shakky said suddenly as he looked at the live stream screen.

Indeed, on one of the split screens, the three admirals of the navy appeared and walked towards the high platform where three chairs were placed.

Soon, Borsalino, Sakazuki, and Kuzan took their seats in the places that had been prepared for them.

As soon as the three admirals, hailed as the world's most powerful military force, took their seats, many people cheered. It's clear that the three admirals enjoy considerable prestige among the public.

However, Kuzan's sitting posture was a bit out of place; he wasn't as arrogant as the other two, and he didn't put his legs up.

After the three admirals took their seats, another change occurred on the live stream split screen. The gates of the Fortress of Justice opened, and then Fleet Admiral Sengoku appeared in the live stream with an imposing presence, accompanied by a man named Bane in a black suit.

"Is that him? The man known as the spark that ignited the war?" Shakky's gaze swept over Fleet Admiral Sengoku for only one glance before he focused his attention on Bane.

First came the Whitebeard Pirates' wanted order, then came the world's ruling government's propaganda frenzy.

So even though Bane hasn't done anything major in a long time, there are few people in the world who don't recognize his face!

Many people on the high seas refer to it as the "trigger of war".

Many conspiracy theorists even believe that the war between the Navy and the Whitebeard Pirates was orchestrated by a man named Bane!

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, Bann and the Great Marshal of the Warring States stepped together and ascended the high steps of the execution platform.

Behind them, two executioners, holding stone shackles and chains, escorted a figure closely behind.

That figure was none other than the protagonist of this execution: Marshall D. Teach.

(End of this chapter)