Shirou's clones number 30 million

"One Goa Kingdom is far from enough."

"However, there are naturally quite a few countries on the high seas similar to the Kingdom of Goa."

"Secretly controlling countries one by one, cultivating soldiers for the new era, and when the time is right, destroying the Five Elders and the CP organization, and then turning the Navy against them..."

Dorag pondered for a few seconds, nodded slightly, then shook his head again:

"No, the CP organization is omnipresent. Even if things go smoothly in the early stages, as long as there is a traitor, it will immediately attract a joint attack from the Navy and the World Government."

"The CP organization is powerful, but not as exaggerated as you think. As long as we don't raise the banner of revolution, they will just think it's a normal change within the domestic organization. It's not a big problem to keep it a secret for a few years."

At this point, Shirou paused, his hands quickly forming hand seals:

"Transformation Technique!"

The next moment, Shirou transformed into Dragon's appearance.

"Transformation Technique!"

This time it became Borsalino.

Shirou canceled the transformation jutsu, reverting to his Acnologia form, and said with a smile:

"I can create thousands upon thousands of clones, each of which can transform into the appearance of another person."

"In this way, it would be easy to manipulate any country."

"Without resorting to violent overthrow, the CP organization will be even less likely to notice anything amiss."

"By the time they noticed, the situation was already largely settled."

That's it!

Dragon instantly realized what was happening and looked at Shirou with surprise.

With such capabilities, it's no wonder he confidently believes the World Government is just a paper tiger.

If all member states and navies were brought under control, the World Government would indeed become a castle in the air, easily toppled.

Therefore, the only remaining issue is the question of primary and secondary issues.

Even like-minded people will have different opinions when faced with the same problem.

"Do you... want to become the leader of the Revolutionary Army?"

"Oh...? You're going to step down and hand over the reins to a more capable person?"

“I believe your thinking is broader than mine. With your leadership, the revolutionary army can develop better along the correct path.”

Dorrag removed his hood and said seriously:

"However, I don't think my thinking is wrong. So, let's have a fight, and whoever wins will decide the future."

"Hahaha...Good!"

When two different forces unite, it is indeed necessary to determine who is superior.

Both of them unleashed their Conqueror's Haki simultaneously, colliding with each other.

However, Dragon's Conqueror's Haki is clearly slightly inferior.

However, Conqueror's Haki does not necessarily indicate a high or low level of strength.

Dragon withdrew his Conqueror's Haki, and with a gust of wind behind him, his fist, wrapped in Armament Haki, slammed down.

Shirou extended his right index finger, gently pressed it against his fist, and with a casual flick of his wrist, Dragon was sent flying backward.

'How could the difference be so huge?'

Dorag stood still in the air using Moonwalk, with a raging storm and lightning behind him.

For the next ten minutes or so, Dorrag continued to attack, using every trick in the book.

Shirou remained unfazed, easily catching fists, lightning, and gusts of wind with a single finger, hovering in the air without retreating in the slightest.

"How is this possible?"

Dorag roared, transforming his body into a cannonball and charging forward at lightning speed.

However, it was still easily knocked away when faced with that finger.

This time, he didn't continue. Hovering several meters away, he said in a daze:

"Who exactly are you? With strength like that, even monsters like Whitebeard and Kaido wouldn't be able to take you down with a single punch, right?"

"Have you given up?"

"Ah... I lost."

Dragon readily conceded defeat, and then laughed:

"With someone of your caliber as a companion, I now truly believe that such a future can come true."

"However, I have another question. How do you plan to win over the Navy? Will you replace the Fleet Admiral after transforming?"

“No, there’s no need for that.” Shirou turned to look into the distance and said loudly, “Come out, Mr. Borsalino.”

Chapter Sixty-Four: Actually, I also have a dream

Section 65, Chapter Sixty-Four: Actually, I also have a dream.

A golden light flashed, and Borsalino appeared beside the two, exaggeratingly saying:

"Oh dear... How terrifying, they've actually been discovered. I never imagined that the Celestial Dragons would collude with the Revolutionary Army."

"My identity, status, and what I do have nothing to do with it."

Shirou shook his head slightly, took out four pebbles from his pocket, and threw them around.

The next moment, the four pebbles simultaneously transformed back into human shapes, distributed in four different directions.

"Four Red Sun Formation!"

This is a barrier ninjutsu that Mizukage Shirou recently learned from the Book of Seals. It is released by four clones of Shirou, and no one in the world has been able to escape from it.

"Mr. Borsalino, it's a checkmate!"

"Oh...? Does this mean you're trying to stop me from leaving?"

Borsalino looked around, then lightly tapped the barrier with his finger. Golden light suddenly shot out, striking the barrier wall, but had no effect whatsoever.

"I see. It is indeed a barrier that cannot be broken in a hurry."

“Mr. Borsalino, if you had run away from the beginning, perhaps we wouldn’t have been able to do anything to you. But now, why don’t we have a proper talk?” Shirou suggested with a smile.

"Saint Sagani, as a Celestial Dragon standing at the pinnacle of the world, why would you do something as thankless as overthrowing the World Government?"

"Indeed, as a Celestial Dragon, I can easily get whatever I want: power, status, wealth—I was born with these things."

"Then...why?"

"Because I have a dream, I want to witness the world of my dreams with my own eyes, and I want to share this world with more people."

"A dream? That's certainly an undeniable answer. However, I'm not going to give up so easily."

Borsalino looked up at the sky and pondered:

"Below is the ocean, a no-go zone for Devil Fruit users, but there doesn't seem to be a barrier covering it above?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his vision go black and an extremely oppressive aura came from beside him.

Turning his head cautiously, he was greeted by a giant black dragon, its entire body radiating an extremely terrifying killing intent.

In that instant, every hair on Borsalino's body stood on end, each one a warning to him:

I'll die! I'll definitely die!

"Oh, I see. It seems the talks have fallen through."

Shirou, transformed into a black dragon, sized Borsalino up and down, and said in a deep voice:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Borsalino, but you can only blame yourself for knowing too much."

"This level is too outrageous! It completely makes me lose the will to fight."

Borsalino looked serious. Although he was a vice admiral in the Navy, he believed that his strength was no less than that of an admiral. He was confident that he could hold his own even against Whitebeard, the "strongest man in the world".

No wonder Dragon was completely powerless to fight back against the black dragon before him; he was being toyed with like a child.

"Who are you? Saint Saragni seems to be only eight years old. There is absolutely no way he could possess such strength."

"Who I am, does it matter? You're a dead man, there's no need for you to care so much."

Dorrag looked back and forth between the two, and gradually understood.

According to intelligence from the Revolutionary Army, a Celestial Dragon child recently traveled to the East Blue, and there was a Vice Admiral escorting him on the ship. It should be the two of them.

Although he possesses abilities such as transformation and creating clones, such a powerful individual would have no reason to lie. Moreover, judging from his tone, attitude, and personality, his true form is likely an 8-year-old Celestial Dragon child.

At the age of 8, he possesses the ability to easily defeat himself, which can absolutely not be the result of talent or training.

So, there's only one conclusion: is he a god who came to experience life on Earth?

"Borsalino, you must have heard the plan we just discussed. Come with us."

"Oh...? You want to invite me to join the revolution? Dragon, you still love to daydream."

Do you think we can't win?

"No, with the strength of this Saint Saragni, plus your assistance, the chances of victory are at least 90%."

"If that's the case, why are you hesitating?"

"I also have my own principles of justice to uphold."

"In that case, may you have a safe journey."

Dorrag put his hood back on and bowed his head slightly.

Upon seeing this, Shirou raised his forepaws, instantly imbuing them with numerous abilities, causing them to glow with light.

Sealing Techniques, Dark Dragon Slayer Magic, Demon King's Finishing Strike, Armament Haki, Extreme Cold Air, Conqueror's Haki Entanglement...

Just before the dragon's claws were about to strike, Borsalino suddenly realized that he had not only lost his ability to become an elemental, but his body also seemed to have lost all feeling, leaving him suspended motionless in the air.

The next instant, a sentence slipped out: