This navy can deal with him, how dare he kill White Beard!

"For...why..."

He coughed violently, blood spilled from his mouth, and his face was full of disbelief.

I have clearly provided enough value, and the scientific research capabilities and materials I have mastered are definitely enough to impress any force or person in this sea.

"Caesar Courant...you are just a fool who has lived in the shadow of Vegapunk all his life."

Sakaski said coldly:

"Cooperate with Doflamingo, provide artificial devil fruits to Kaido, and conduct human body enlargement experiments for BIG MOM... Do you think you are still qualified to negotiate terms with the old man after doing these things?"

Caesar Courant was struck by lightning.

Facing the pirates and the people who cooperate with them, the admiral in front of him will never show any mercy!

"As for your so-called research materials...why do you think that Vegapunk has not been able to be developed?"

Sakaski sneered, and slowly raised his arms bulging with magma, lifting Caesar Courant in mid-air.

At this moment--

"Let him go!!"

A cold drink suddenly sounded.

Sakaski frowned.

The flying snow all over the sky suddenly appeared, and then quickly gathered into a figure with a good figure.

Long light green hair, golden pupils, and a pair of wings made of ice and snow on the back.

Monet, a natural snow fruit ability user.

On the surface, he is the secretary of Caesar Courant, but in fact he is a cadre of the Don Quixote family, sent by Doflamingo to monitor and protect Caesar Courant.

"Let him go and let us leave alive!"

"Otherwise I will detonate the island!!"

Monet held a controller tightly in his hand.

However, Sakalski just glanced at her.

The magma on the entire arm exploded!

boom! !

The crimson magma soaring into the sky rose up like a pillar of fire rising to a height of hundreds of meters, as if piercing through the sky.

Deafening earth roars and loud noises came, and Monet looked palely at Caesar Courant, who was melted into fly ash in the magma fire column, and her eyes were stained with despair.

The admiral turned around slowly, his snow-white cloak dancing wildly behind his back.

Flames flew like fallen leaves, and most of the island seemed to be burning, turning into a magma hell.

Monet didn't even have the urge to run away, the snowy wings behind him melted quickly in the high temperature.

This is the suppression of devil fruit.

"Your last words?"

Sakalski asked.

Red light and black smoke came out of his right arm again.

In the wind, Monet froze in place for a long time.

She suddenly smiled brightly.

like snow melting,

Blooming like a flame.

Young master, even now, I deeply believe that you will definitely become the One Piece King.

She pressed the button on the controller without hesitation.

next moment--

Boom! !

An earth-shattering huge explosion bloomed, and dazzling white light occupied everyone's field of vision.

The roaring waves lifted hundreds of meters, and a huge mushroom cloud covered the entire Punk Hazard.

The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

……

After ten seconds,

Sakaski's figure emerged from the sea of ​​flames unscathed.

A warship was already waiting in the port.

"General Sakaski!"

The accompanying naval soldiers on the warship looked in awe at the tall figure who came out of the flames and boarded the warship, and raised their hands in awe.

Sakaski said lightly:

"Let's set sail."

The adjutant asked in a low voice:

"The headquarters?"

Sakaski was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled coldly:

"No, Holy Land."

Everyone on the warship suddenly gasped.

Sakaski took off the bloody rose on his chest, gently patted the dust on it, and said in a low voice:

"Since he didn't escape."

"Then he's still a navy."

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Thank you for all your support! !

Chapter 12 He is Waiting for the Answer of Justice

The news that Rear Admiral Charles Ron of the Navy Headquarters was about to be secretly executed for killing the king Qibu Kai Doflamingo spread throughout the world in less than a day.

Especially with the help of certain forces in the underground world, this extremely shocking news is like a blockbuster bomb, which caused a huge wave in the already chaotic world.

A new world, a certain area.

"Quick! Give me the latest report!"

"BIG NEWS!! BIG NEWS!! We will make a sensation in the whole world!!"

"This may be more eye-catching than the public execution of 'Fire Fist' Ace!!"

"Hurry up! Print 1000 million more copies!?"

"What? Not enough funds? Didn't that fellow 'Sea Transport King' Umit provide 20 billion Baileys for free? His deputy was almost killed by Doflamingo in Dressrosa's arena..."

"Not enough? Damn it! Contact the 'Loan Usury King' Lou Field, that bastard still owes me a big favor!"

In the secret base of the World Economic News Agency, the "Big News" Morgans, who looks like a birdman, is sweating profusely, waving his white wings, and busily directing his subordinates.

His pair of dim yellow vertical pupils flickered with madness, and he was holding a first draft of news that smelled of ink in his hand, repeating the contents above, his face flushed.

'Is justice lost here? '

"It should be a matter of course for the navy to suppress pirates and justice to punish crime. Charles Rowan, who shoulders the hope of justice, was executed for this?" '

'Is this the loss of morality, or the annihilation of humanity? '

'If Charles Ron is really executed, what's the face of the Dignified Navy Headquarters? '

'This is not only the execution of Ron himself, but also the execution of justice! '

'...'

Morgans trembled all over,

"That little girl Nightingale, it seems that I have learned a lot in Marlin Vandor during this time..."

This news report was naturally written by my good niece Nightingale.

She was in Marlin Vandor, but when Ron returned to the headquarters that day, she had first-hand information and intelligence.

And it can be clearly seen that after this period of tempering, Nightingale is much better than before in terms of writing skills and diction.

the most important is,

At the end of the article, a very tense photo is also attached.

——Navy "hero" Charles Ron, under the cold spears and sharp swords raised by tens of thousands of troops, he stood on the bow of the warship in shackles and shackles, saluting from a distance.

As the president of the world's largest newspaper, Morgans, who has interviewed and reported countless events that shocked the world, naturally saw the story tension of this photo at a glance.

In many cases, a photo is far more contagious than a long text.

He could already imagine how much waves this report would cause among the righteous forces in the entire world after it was sent out!

"Blu, blu... blu, blu..."

The voice of the phone bug rang suddenly.

Morgans immediately connected to the communication.

"Uncle Morgans! Did you read the article I sent you?"

A clear and pleasant female voice came from the phone bug.