The natural system started off strong, but the navy finally reached its peak!

“No.” Tiger walked to his side, his gaze firm. “It’s about your ‘natural disaster justice’.”

I want to know, what exactly are you planning to do?

Gern understood Tiger's question all too well; when dealing with such a change-maker, one had to follow his rhetoric.

In short, when you're with revolutionaries, you have to speak revolutionary words!

So after pretending to be silent for a long time, Gern slowly said, "Tiger, you have seen the darkest side of this world."

Tell me, do you think there's any way to salvage the current order?

Tiger clenched his fist, his nails digging deep into his palm: "No."

“Then the answer is obvious.” Gern’s voice was calm yet powerful: “Destruction precedes construction.”

Even if it means sacrificing countless lives?

“Change always comes with sacrifice.” Gern turned to Tiger. “But a short period of pain is perhaps more merciful than endless oppression.”

Tiger took a deep breath: "You're more... than I thought."

“Extreme?” Gern chuckled. “Perhaps. But sometimes, only extremes can break the deadlock.”

Their conversation was interrupted by a burst of cheerful laughter.

Lipo and several mermaid children ran across the terrace, carrying glittering seashells in their hands.

“Gern! Look!” Lippo excitedly held up a starfish-shaped ornament. “They gave it to me!”

Gern's gaze softened: "Very beautiful."

Watching this scene, Tiger suddenly asked, "Does that furry girl know what you really think?"

“All Lipo needs to know is that I’m her superior,” Gern said softly.

The banquet lasted until late at night.

As the crowd dispersed, Gern stood alone at the highest point of the Dragon Palace, gazing at the night view of Fishman Island.

"The future..."

The following day, the Gunn warship set sail from Fishman Island and returned to the Sabaody Archipelago instead of entering the New World.

Chapter 153 Ribo Beats Up the Celestial Dragon

Sabaody Archipelago, Port 23 Giant Tree

Sunlight filters through the gaps in the mangroves, casting dappled shadows, while bubbles float lightly in the air, reflecting a rainbow of colors.

Suddenly, bubbles appeared on the calm sea surface, followed by a galvanized warship emerging from the seabed.

Furthermore, the bubble wrap covering the warship burst upon contact with the contact space, producing a slight "pop" sound.

“We’re back!” Libo stood at the bow of the ship, holding a pearl carrot that shimmered in the light, a satisfied smile on her face.

"Gern, look! The pearl carrot that Queen Otohime gave me is even shinier than the one on Fishman Island!"

She excitedly shook the jewelry in her hand; the pearls shone even more brilliantly in the sunlight on land than they had on Fishman Island.

"Yes, it's beautiful." Gern smiled slightly, his gaze sweeping over the harbor, his brow furrowing almost imperceptibly.

On the other side, Tesoro stood to the side, holding an exquisite seashell gift box filled with specialties from Fishman Island.

Singing seashells, jewelry carved from fluorescent coral, and a rare black pearl.

He gently stroked the gift box he had carefully prepared, a slight smile playing on his lips, his mind already filled with the image of Stella's surprised and delighted expression upon receiving the gift.

“Stella will love these,” he murmured to himself.

Libo's ears twitched, and she leaned closer, asking curiously, "Tesolo, what did you prepare for Stella? Let me see!"

Seeing Libo leaning in, Tesoro immediately hid the gift box behind his back and said with a stern face, "No way, you already ruined my gift box once on the way!"

"You cheapskate! It's clearly because you tied the bow too complicatedly." Libo pouted, then turned to complain to Guern the instant she turned her head.

"Gern, Tesoro bullied me! Quickly, treat him to some deep-sea shrimp (Part 2)!"

Tesoro: "You want me to eat sea shrimp??? You don't think that's food, do you?"

"Alright, alright!" Gern rubbed her head helplessly. "Stop fooling around, get ready to disembark."

As soon as the three stepped onto the dock, Guern suddenly stopped.

His gaze swept across the harbor area and spotted Mangrove Harbor No. 23, where hundreds of ordinary naval soldiers stood ready for battle.

He looked tense, his weapon slightly raised, as if he were on guard against something.

“Strange…” Tesoro also noticed the anomaly and whispered.

"I clearly did not notify G-33 base that we were returning to base, so why are they here?"

“There’s another possibility…” Gern sneered, his gaze falling on the ultra-luxurious merchant ship in the center of the harbor.

The merchant ship was gilded all over, with the World Government's symbol carved on its bow. Two Celestial Dragons, dressed in fine clothes and wearing bubble caps, stood on the deck.

“They’re not here to welcome us,” Gern said calmly, “but to serve those ‘noble’ Celestial Dragons.”

"Celestial Dragons?" Ribo shrank back and whispered, "You mean those annoying guys?"

Tesoro nodded, a hint of disgust flashing in his eyes: "That's right, it's them."

"Alright." Gern, too lazy to deal with the situation, waved his hand and said, "Let's go, ignore them."

After all, the Sabaody Archipelago is a place that the Celestial Dragons like to visit the most, especially the slave auction house.

However, just as the three were about to leave, a sharp and arrogant voice suddenly came from the direction of the merchant ship:

"A rabbit woman?! A mink slave just like that guy from Don Quixote's family! I want her! Father, I want this rabbit woman!"

Seeing his son Charles Saint shouting, Saint Roswald turned his gaze to the three of them, including Gern.

At this time, the three men, including Gern, who were returning from Fishman Island, were not wearing naval uniforms.

Tezzolo was dressed in a casual shirt, while Lipo wore casual clothes, a white short-sleeved shirt paired with loose shorts, her bunny ears swaying gently in the sea breeze, making her look exceptionally relaxed.

Gern, dressed in casual black attire with his Black Blade Eight Desolations casually hanging at his waist, suddenly stopped in his tracks, his eyes instantly turning cold.

Upon hearing Charles Saint's words, the naval soldiers in the harbor all turned their heads.

Their gaze fell on Lipo in the distance; this was a common occurrence in the Sabaody Archipelago.

Meanwhile, Saint Roswald, wearing a bubble-covered headdress and gorgeous clothes, looked at Libo, whom his son was pointing at, with a greedy smile on his face.

"The fur tribe, especially the rabbit fur tribe, is much better than that Don Quixote's slaves!"

Thinking of this, he immediately ordered the guy next to him, "What are you all standing there for? Go and grab him!"

Upon hearing the order, several suited agents, bodyguards, and soldiers jumped off the merchant ship and strode toward Libo.

……

At the same time, Libo tilted her head, her rabbit ears perked up, and looked towards the source of the sound.

Two Celestial Dragons, wearing bubble caps and with greedy expressions, were pointing at themselves, gesturing excitedly.

“Gern, is he talking about me?” Lipo blinked innocently.

“Libor, they…” Tesoro was about to say something when he was interrupted by Gern’s voice.

"Ribo, kill them."

The moment Gern finished speaking, the suited agents and guards surrounding the Celestial Dragons rushed over without hesitation.

With swift movements and icy eyes, completely ignoring the presence of Gern and Tesoro, he reached out and grabbed Lipo!

For them, the Celestial Dragons' orders must be obeyed absolutely!

As Libo watched the agents rushing towards her, coupled with Gern's orders, a cute smile slowly spread across her lips.

"Then we'll have no choice but to kill him!"

With a whoosh, a faint light flashed, and Ribo's figure vanished instantly!

The next second, a line of blood appeared on the necks of the two agents at the forefront.

Blood splattered, and before he could even scream, he collapsed to the ground.

"What?!" The remaining agents and guards' pupils shrank, but before they could react, Lipo had already moved among them like a ghost!

Swish!Swish!Swish!

The radish dagger flashed with a cold light, each swing precisely slicing through the throat, heart, and forehead! Every move was deadly!

In just three seconds, all the agents and guards fell to the ground, their blood staining the port floor red!

"Ah...ah?!" The young, mentally challenged Charles Saint, who was standing at the front, widened his eyes in excitement, and his face under the bubble instantly turned pale.

Before he could even react, Lipo had already flashed in front of him, tilting her head, her pink eyes flashing with cold killing intent.

"Your turn!"

"Wait, wait! I am a world noble! How dare you..."

"I dare!" Ribo suddenly raised her leg and delivered a powerful downward axe-like slash, smashing it directly onto the Celestial Dragon's head!

boom! ! !

The ground cracked instantly, and Charles Saint's head was smashed into his neck. The bubble cover shattered, his entire face twisted and deformed, and blood gushed from his mouth and nose!

In an instant, the harbor fell into dead silence.

Chapter 154 "Self-Defense"

An eerie silence fell over Mangrove Area 23 in the Sabaody Archipelago, as if even the air itself had frozen.

The civilians kneeling on the ground were the first to recover from their shock, and their screams instantly shattered the tranquility of the harbor.

"Oh my god... the Celestial Dragons have been attacked!!!"

This exclamation acted as a fuse, igniting chaos throughout the port.

The naval soldiers snapped out of their daze and rushed toward the fallen Celestial Dragon, but they all stopped abruptly halfway there.

Because they recognized the figure standing not far from the pool of blood.

"Quickly! Contact headquarters immediately!"

"This...this is going to be a huge disaster!"

"You lowly people! How dare you lay a hand on us!" Saint Roswald's scream pierced the sky.

"Where is the general? Summon him here immediately!"

His trembling finger pointed at the three men, his face distorted beyond recognition beneath the bubble hood. "Charlos is my only son!"

Even I wouldn't dare lay a finger on him normally!

The naval soldiers stood frozen in place, their eyes darting back and forth between Gern and the Celestial Dragons, cold sweat soaking through their uniforms.

They recognized the renowned Major General "Tianzhen" from their headquarters, and were immediately caught in a dilemma.

"Kadakongbo! What are you doing, you piece of trash?!" Roswald roared hysterically, spitting as he sprayed saliva onto the ruptured bubble cover.

"Quickly inform the general to execute these lowly people immediately! I want them to be torn to pieces!"

However, G-33 Base Commander-in-Chief Kadakō stood frozen, gripping the Den Den Mushi, as urgent inquiries from headquarters came through the communicator.

He couldn't even pronounce a single complete syllable.

Meanwhile, on Gern's side...

"Gern, how did I do?" Lipo skipped back to Gern's side, her short-sleeved shirt stained with a few bright red drops, but she still smiled innocently.

Gern knelt on one knee and gently wiped the bloodstains from the hem of her clothes with a handkerchief: "Great. But..."

He pointed to Libo's favorite top, "Remember to avoid this next time. Didn't you save up for three months' salary to buy this?"

"Ah! It's really dirty!" Libo hurriedly patted the hem of her clothes, her little face immediately fell, and her ears drooped listlessly.

Gern smiled and pinched her cheek: "I'll buy you something even better next time we go to the New World."

After speaking, he slowly stood up and walked towards Kadakongbo, each step seeming to tread on the hearts of everyone present.

"G... Major General Grenka." Kadakongbo's voice trembled so much it was almost inaudible.