One Piece: Blue Scale Admiral

Kizaru pursed his lips and exclaimed in surprise.

"Stop making sarcastic remarks, Borsalino!"

Sengoku turned and roared at Kizaru, startling Kizaru into raising his hands immediately.

"You've frightened this old man, Marshal of the Warring States Period."

"Bang bang bang!"

The table in front of him was slammed so hard by Zhan Guo that it made a loud cracking sound, as if it were about to fall apart at any moment.

Is this the time to make sarcastic remarks?

"What nemesis of the Seven Warlords! Does he even know that because of his recklessness, the current Seven Warlords system has been completely ruined! In less than a year, Crocodile is dead, Edward Weevil is dead, and there are only seven Warlords who can keep the Four Emperors in check. He kills them one by one as soon as they come up! Does he really think no one knows that Weevil was killed by him? Does he think everyone is stupid? Because Doflamingo successfully took over, the Five Elders just turn a blind eye."

"But what about now? If he still wants to kill Doflamingo, the Five Elders will definitely not stand idly by! We are the Navy! Although the Seven Warlords of the Sea are pirates, they are also legal pirates recognized by the World Government and are allies of our Navy. Attacking our allies time and time again, what will the other Seven Warlords of the Sea think?"

During the Warring States period, he was frowning and felt extremely overwhelmed and exhausted.

Kizaru, with his legs crossed, said slowly and deliberately, "But, Fleet Admiral Sengoku, I don't think we can really blame Rorschach for all this. Crocodile wreaked havoc on a country, almost causing a nationwide war in Alabasta, resulting in hundreds of thousands of casualties. Rorschach did what he did to save Alabasta. As for Whitebeard Jr., wasn't he supposed to be killed by Katakuri?"

"You believe that? That kid clearly killed him!" Sengoku sighed, shaking his head repeatedly. "I know those pirates aren't good people, but justice needs to be pursued gradually and for the long term. Even if Crocodile is defeated, so what if Weevil is brought in? Sooner or later, the higher-ups will invite another Shichibukai. Perhaps the newcomer will be even more vicious and brutal. I'm worried that Rorschach's actions will displease the World Government, which will definitely be extremely bad for his future. You know Doflamingo's situation now; even if we touch other Shichibukai, we can't touch him! Rorschach… sigh!!"

Sengoku sat there rubbing his temples in pain, sighing for a long time before suddenly looking up at Kizaru, who looked completely bewildered.

"Borsalino! You must go to the New World immediately and stop Rorschach at the G5 branch. Don't let him ruin his promising future because of his impulsiveness. While he's still on Egg Point Island, there's still time to stop him."

"Why don't we just call Sakazuki over? He's in the New World right now." Kizaru said somewhat reluctantly.

"Are you crazy or am I crazy?" Sengoku looked at Kizaru like he was an idiot. "Doflamingo had someone use explosive rock to injure Sakazuki's precious daughter, and you want Sakazuki to stop Rorschach from killing him? Do you think Sakazuki is that easy to talk to? I'd be grateful if he didn't go and kill Doflamingo himself! Stop dawdling! Go now!"

"Why can't I just make a phone call? Why do I have to come all the way here? Shinsekai is so far away. I'm getting old, and all this running around is bad for my health. Sigh, I really want to retire."

Kizaru muttered to himself, swaying as he stood up, his face full of displeasure.

"What are you talking about? That kid's Den Den Mushi is all dead, he won't answer my calls at all! Hurry up! If you're too late and Doflamingo dies, you'll be stationed at G1 from now on, dealing with Whitebeard and the others!"

Sengoku roared, his eyes wide.

Kizaru pouted, glanced at the nail clippers under Sengoku's table, scratched his cheek, and sighed as he walked towards the door.

Just then, a deep voice suddenly rang out at the door.

"Let me go. That kid Luo Xia will probably listen to my advice."

Upon hearing this, Zhan Guo was first taken aback, then rose up in ecstasy and looked at the purple-haired old man who appeared at the door.

“Zeffa? Great! If you go, that kid Rorschach will definitely listen. Hurry, hurry, take the fastest warship there. I'll contact the Holy Land right now and ask them to make room for the elevator.”

“That’s right, if it’s Zephyr-sensei, he can definitely do it.” Kizaru perked up and nodded in agreement, then yawned and sat back down on the sofa.

Zefa, who was standing at the door, glanced at him, sighed, shook his head, and dragged his heavy mechanical arm away.

Borsalino is hopeless.

The Holy Land, the Hall of Power.

With his crescent-shaped hair, Gringu walked in calmly, one hand on the hilt of his rapier at his waist, and looked at the Five Elders, whose expressions were rather unpleasant.

“Gringu, we need you to go to Dressrosa and see what that kid Doflamingo is up to.”

Upon hearing Satan Saint's words, Gringu Saint's eyelids twitched slightly. "Homingu's son? What happened?"

Nasujuro Sei, holding the First Generation Kitetsu, said with icy eyes, "That kid used the secret of Lord Im's existence to threaten us, demanding that we help him kill that Marine Rorschach."

"court death!"

Before Nassuro could finish speaking, a sharp killing intent flashed in Gringu's eyes.

"We already know the specifics of what happened in the New World from Sim. Basically, Rorschach killed his subordinates, and Doflamingo, enraged, launched a counterattack. Perhaps fearing defeat and being killed by Rorschach, he sought our help. Maybe because all his men are dead, he's become somewhat deranged and is now on the verge of spiraling out of control. Hmph, what an incompetent fellow. We were blind to have supported him to the top."

Piet Saint stood with his hands in his pockets, his voice calm, but with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"Naval Rorschach".

Grimgu's eyes flickered, and an image of a silver-haired, blue-eyed boy covered in blood appeared in his mind.

He looked at the Five Elders and said, "What do you want me to do? Kill Doflamingo, or... kill Rorschach?"

The five elders exchanged glances, as if they had already made a decision, and slowly nodded. Then, Saint Satan spoke again.

"Go and check the situation first. If you think Doflamingo can still be controlled, then help him kill Rorschach. We need a Yonko puppet to do things for us. Weakening the Navy a bit isn't a bad thing, as long as we handle it cleanly and don't give them any leverage."

"If you think Doflamingo is out of control and can no longer be used, then kill him. However, when you kill him, remember to deal with his backup plans as well, otherwise it will be bad if he really exposes the secrets of the Holy Land. Sim and Raditz are over there, they can help you."

"What a hassle. If you ask me, we should just wipe them all out. Supporting a Four Emperors-level powerhouse is easy enough; just let Huang Mu..."

"It's not time for Huang Mu to make his appearance yet. Alright, you can set off now."

Green Gu nodded, said no more, and turned to leave.

Chapter 538 Kid, I'll be waiting for you here.

Dressrosa, at the top of the Royal Palace.

Doflamingo stood atop the cliff, overlooking the entire Dressrosa, his flamingo cloak billowing in the wind.

On the sea at the edge of the horizon, pirate ships were sailing in from all directions, gathering at the port like a swarm of locusts.

Thousands upon thousands of pirates, carrying all sorts of swords and guns, noisily boarded Dressrosa, entered the royal capital, and surged toward the bullfighting arena.

They were densely packed, like ants returning to their nest.

"Little Lord!"

Behind him, Monet, Baby5, Buffalo and the others stood with sorrowful expressions, watching their young master's increasingly lonely figure, their hearts filled with intense reluctance and sadness.

“Go ahead. I’ve already spoken to Tesoro. Just go directly there; he’ll provide you with protection. This is a decisive battle between me and that brat from the navy. Only one of us can survive. If I survive, I will rebuild the Donquixote Family. If he survives, you… will follow Tesoro from now on.”

"Young Master! You will never lose! That Lieutenant General Lan Lin is no match for you!" Buffalo roared, his eyes red.

However, Monet bit her lip and looked at Doflamingo's back, pleading in a slightly trembling voice, "Young Master, can we not fight him? That...that man is too strong."

"Monet! What are you saying? Don't you even believe in the young master's power? The young master is invincible!" Buffalo glared at Monet upon hearing this.

Monet lowered his head, looking ashamed, biting his lip and avoiding his companion's gaze.

She admitted that she was indeed wavering.

Because the Don Quixote family had suffered far too many deaths.

Within this large family, three of the four high-ranking officials died and one was injured.

Torrepol, Diamanti, and Vergo are all dead, and Pica suffered a brain injury and became an idiot.

A number of mid-level cadres also died.

Now all that's left are those few people and Sugar.

After being brought back from Impel Down by Sim, Monet carefully studied the rise of Lieutenant General Bluescale.

The other party's series of deeds, which would be astonish even to outsiders, made Monet waver.

In her heart, the young master was indeed as great as a god.

But this greatness lies largely in the young master's care for his family.

Like BGBY5, Buffalo, and Law, Monet was an orphan who was unwanted and almost starved to death when she was young. She was later rescued and trained by Doflamingo.

Although the young master was strict in training and tempering his subordinates, he always treated them like teachers and fathers.

Monet knew that the young master was not a kind person, but so what?

In her heart, the young master was always a ray of light shining into her darkest moments.

He saved himself and everyone else.

The Don Quixote family committed countless atrocities against outsiders, but never mistreated their own people.

As long as we don't betray each other, we're all family.

Even though they are not related by blood, they are closer than blood relatives, and are even willing to die for each other.

It was the young master's existence that connected everyone together.

There was no coercion; everyone was willing to work for the young master, wanting to see him achieve great things, realize his dreams, and reach the top of the world.

However, although I don't want to admit it, the newly emerged Lieutenant General Lan Lin is also a figure who is in no way inferior to the young master.

That man's strength came from stepping over the corpses of countless pirates.

It truly is a case of one general's success built on the bones of ten thousand!

The powerful figures who fell at that man's feet were not just one or two.

Dean, who was so powerful, completely disappeared after joining G5, without even making a ripple.

If possible, Monet really didn't want to see the young master fight to the death with such a person.

"Young Master! Let me stay, I... I don't want to... I don't want to wander anymore."

Monet's body trembled as he slowly knelt down, his voice choked with emotion.

When baby5 heard her crying, her eyes instantly reddened, and she knelt down with a thud.

"Young Master, please don't abandon me. I really can't live without anyone needing me."

"Monet, baby5, you're not even listening to me anymore?"

Doflamingo did not turn around; his voice remained cold and devoid of emotion.

Both Monet and Baby 5 shuddered.

"Buffalo, take them away and come back when my Den Den Mushi tells you to."

Doflamingo paused for a moment, then said, "Take Pica with you too."

Buffalo gritted his teeth, reached out and grabbed Monet and Baby5, who had fallen to the ground, and nodded heavily.

"Young Master, rest assured, I will definitely bring them safely to the Golden Tesoro."

Monet and his companion were dragged away by Buffalo, but their eyes remained fixed on Doflamingo's tall figure.

"Little Lord!"

"Young Master! Take care..."