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

These two pirate brothers have clearly only recently joined the Whitebeard Pirates, operating under the banner of "Whitebeard's crew."

However, the pirates' evil habits of burning, killing, looting, and oppressing civilians have not changed at all, and have even become more and more rampant.

They even openly seized islands and villages within the waters under the jurisdiction of G-10, displaying an arrogant and overbearing attitude.

He is the kind of fool who acts recklessly because he has powerful connections but lacks real ability.

So Tesoro and Ribo took action and captured them along with their pirate ship with almost no effort.

Upon hearing this, Gern showed no surprise, and without even thinking, calmly issued the order:

"Everything you do comes at a price."

Since you've chosen to run rampant on my turf under the banner of Whitebeard, you must be prepared to bear the consequences.

He raised his eyes and looked at Tesoro with a cold gaze: "No need for treatment, just hang the two brothers at the exit of the sea cliff on the front of the island in front of the base's defensive line."

Let everyone who enters or leaves this sea area see clearly what the consequences will be for provoking the navy and plundering civilians.

Let's show the Whitebeard Pirates our stance.

Gern's orders were clear and ruthless.

He did not intend to use simple imprisonment or execution, but rather a public and highly humiliating demonstration.

Hanging people on the most conspicuous sea cliff, exposed to sun and rain, serves as a "specimen" to warn future generations.

This in itself is a powerful psychological warfare tactic and a declaration of stance.

Upon hearing the order, Tesoro's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately stood up straight: "Yes, General Gern! I'll take care of it right away!"

Without any questioning, Tezzolo almost immediately turned and left the restaurant to carry out the order.

Because he knew that in the cruel waters of the New World, sometimes it was necessary to use such tough, even cruel, methods to establish order and authority.

The restaurant fell silent for a moment.

Enel had no interest in this and continued to struggle with the food in front of him.

Barrett paused in his tearing of the flesh, a bloodthirsty smile flashing in his crimson eyes, seemingly quite appreciative of this ruthless method.

Libo ate her egg tart in small bites, blinked her big eyes, seemingly not quite understanding the deeper meaning behind the order, but out of absolute trust in Gern, she didn't think much of it.

"Really..." Snake Princess chuckled, her gaze towards Gern filled with understanding and amusement: "Just like you last night, leaving no room for maneuver."

Now, that 'old man' is probably really going to get restless, isn't he?

Gern picked up the now slightly cooled hot cocoa, took a sip, and turned his gaze back to the turbulent sea outside the window, saying calmly, "I'm waiting for him."

.......

Meanwhile, on the deck of the slowly sailing Moby Dick in the New World...

The atmosphere here was not as cheerful and lively as usual; instead, it was filled with a sense of oppression and anxiety.

Several wounded pirate henchmen knelt in the center of the deck, pleading and crying before the mountain-like man seated on the enormous chair.

"Father! Please! Save our captain!"

"It's the navy! It's 'White Scale's' men! They ambushed us!"

"Captain Decalban was captured while protecting our retreat! His fate is unknown, Father!"

"Please, for their sake, send troops to save them!"

These few survivors were members of the Deckard Brothers Pirates who had managed to escape.

They had gone through many hardships to find the Moby Dick, and now they placed all their hopes on this "world's strongest man".

Meanwhile, Whitebeard, sitting upright in a specially made chair, held a huge wine jug in his hand and listened to the wailing below with a blank expression.

The white-bearded man is getting on in years, but he still has hair, and his dignified face reveals no emotion.

At this moment, Marco, who had already learned about the situation from other sources, came over.

"Father," he leaned closer to the white beard, reporting in a low but clear voice, a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"Those two idiots, the Dekalban brothers, were indeed defeated and arrested in a head-on attack while plundering villages and towns in the waters under Gern's jurisdiction."

News from Naval Base G-10...

It is said that Gern ordered the two brothers to be hung on the sea cliffs of the island facing the base... as a public spectacle.

Although Marco lowered his voice, it was still clearly audible to the captains and kneeling pirates around him on the silent deck.

The words "public humiliation" were like a needle, piercing the hearts of all the members of the Whitebeard Pirates.

The kneeling pirates cried even harder.

The captains' faces instantly turned extremely ugly.

This is a blatant insult, not only to the Deckard brothers, but also to the entire Whitebeard Pirates!

Whitebeard remained silent, then slowly took a sip of his drink.

He knew perfectly well what kind of people the Decalban brothers were; they had committed arson, murder, and looting, violating the rules he had set, and deserved to die.

Deep down, he even felt disgusted by this guy who had ruined his reputation the moment he joined.

but……

He is, after all, Edward Newgate with the white beard!

The man who values ​​"family" and "morality" most on this vast sea!

No matter how despicable the Deckard brothers are, since they publicly claim to be under Whitebeard's command...

Once they hoisted his flag, their safety became inextricably linked to his white beard!

To mess with them is to slap his white-bearded face!

What's more, it's done in such an extreme way as "hanging people up for public display"!

This isn't a question of whether or not to save those two scumbags; it's a question of the reputation and dignity of the entire Whitebeard Pirates!

If he makes no comment on this, then who will respect Whitebeard's name in the future?

What will the pirate crews and islands that rely on him for protection think?

Gern's move was a calculated and overt scheme that forced him to react!

After a long while, the white-bearded man placed the wine jug heavily to the side, making a dull thud.

"Gurara..." A deep laugh suddenly broke through the oppressive atmosphere, and the white-bearded man abruptly stood up.

"Speaking of which, I haven't even congratulated that brat on becoming a Marine Admiral yet..."

“However…” Whitebeard’s laughter subsided, his eyes sharpening. He slammed his Murakumo Kirito heavily on the ground, causing the entire Moby Dick to tremble.

"Since he's 'inviting' me in this way... I'm definitely going to go and see!"

Chapter 255 The shock of "the world's strongest" must also follow his rules!

On the island that forms the frontal defense line of Naval Base G-10, atop a steep sea cliff, two thick iron chains hang down from the top of the cliff, their ends firmly locked to the wrists of the Dekalb brothers.

The pirate brothers, with a bounty of 6 million Berries, were now covered in wounds, exposed to the sea breeze and scorching sun.

His wounds had long since scabbed over and then burst open again, leaving him looking disheveled and barely breathing.

Fortunately, they were pirates who could navigate the New World, possessing physical abilities far exceeding those of ordinary people. An ordinary person subjected to such torture would likely have succumbed long ago.

Even so, their condition was almost like a candle in the wind, flickering and about to go out.

However, the despair of near death did not make them repent; instead, it aroused the last bit of ferocity in their bones, causing them to hurl vicious curses and provocations at Gern and his men on the shore below.

"Cough... Navy scum...!"

"Give your grandpa a quick death if you dare!"

"Old man with the white beard... will definitely come to save us...!"

"Then...you'll all die...!"

"Tianzhen! You coward! Is this the only despicable thing you can do?!"

For a time, the Decalban brothers' shouts and curses never stopped, along with the annoying buzzing of flies.

"So noisy..." Enel, who was sitting cross-legged in the treetop, enjoying his "God's Afternoon Tea" (apple) while waiting for Whitebeard, impatiently picked at his ear.

Then his eyes glanced toward the sea cliffs, filled with disgust: "Two dying, whining bugs, how dare they disturb God's peace?"

After saying that, Enel didn't even bother to get up, and simply snapped his fingers casually.

"Huh! Huh!"

Two slender yet precise blue electric beams instantly traversed the distance, biting the Deckard brothers with the precision of venomous snakes!

"Ughhhhh!!" In an instant, the brothers' curses turned into shrill screams, their bodies convulsing violently.

Their hair stood on end, wisps of smoke rose from their bodies, and the intense pain from the electric shock instantly overwhelmed their dying nerves.

Although Enel controlled the power to the point of being incapable of killing, the sensation was a hundred times more intense than the pain of a wound.

After the lightning struck, the two men hung limply on the chains, as if their bones had been removed.

All that remained were painful groans and heavy breathing; he could no longer utter a single curse.

"Hmph, it's just that it's short of electricity! Much more peaceful now." Enel snorted contentedly and continued enjoying his fruit.

Just then, a naval soldier’s hoarse alarm suddenly rang out from the watchtower: “A large fleet has been spotted in the waters ahead!”

"It's...it's the Whitebeard Pirates! The Moby Dick!!!"

This alarm sounded like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly putting the entire G-10 base into a state of maximum combat readiness!

The alarm blared, and the soldiers quickly ran to their positions, adjusting the angles of the gun emplacements.

Meanwhile, the Decalban brothers, hanging on the sea cliff, heard the alarm the instant...

Like a final burst of energy before death, he roared with his last ounce of strength.

"Dad! Dad's here! Hahaha! You're finished! Navy, you're finished!"

Amidst their maniacal laughter, on the distant horizon, the Moby Dick, resembling a giant whale, was the first to break through the waves, its massive hull exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

Following that, three smaller pirate ships appeared in succession, forming the main fleet of the Whitebeard Pirates.

It slowly sailed toward the island directly in front of the Navy's G-10 base with an almost overwhelming momentum.

On the bow of the ship, the captains, led by Marco, Jozu, and Vista, immediately and clearly saw the utterly desolate scene on the sea cliff.

The Decalban brothers were hung up as "trophies" and "warnings".

Despite their disgust at the brothers' actions, witnessing their companion (even if only in name) suffer such humiliation was unbearable.

An uncontrollable rage instantly ignited in the hearts of all the captains!

“Damn it…” Fifth Division Captain Vista’s hand rested on the hilt of his sword, his eyes sharp.

"That's too much!" Diamond Jozu's face was also gloomy, and he looked very unhappy.

Even Marco, who is usually relatively calm, frowned deeply at this moment.

The white-bearded man, seated in a specially designed chair at the bow, saw this scene clearly.

His imposing face instantly turned frosty, and the massive Murakumogiri was slammed heavily onto the deck.

A dull thud resounded, as if striking everyone's heart.

He then slowly rose and walked step by step to the bow of the ship, took a deep breath, his chest bulging like a bellows, and then let out a roar that shook the heavens.

"Gern—!!!"

"I've come to pick up my disobedient child!!!"

"Stop using those despicable tricks of yours!!!"

The voice swept in like a tsunami, carrying undeniable authority and overwhelming rage, announcing the official arrival of "the world's strongest man"!

"His aura is still so strong, Whitebeard." Gern's figure had appeared at some point, standing on the highest platform of the island.

The sea breeze ruffled the coat bearing the word "Justice" on his back as he faced the white-bearded figure's roar that could shake the heavens and earth.

His face remained expressionless as he gazed calmly at the massive pirate ship, as if he had been waiting for it for a long time.

Almost at the same moment, Whitebeard clenched his empty left hand into a fist, his arm muscles bulging.