Double-transformation: I, Sakura Haruno! Will crush the pirates!

"Yes, teacher, yes..."

The white rabbit's eyes were half-closed, and glistening tears welled up in its eyes.

"Alas, it's all my fault. I promised your father I would protect you and this country, but I haven't accomplished a single thing!"

The white cat, leaning heavily on its cane, sat down shakily next to the white rabbit, coughing twice while covering its mouth with its other hand.

"This isn't the teacher's fault, it's...these people's fault!"

The white rabbit hugged its own legs, resting its head on its knees, its equally emerald eyes revealing sadness.

"That pirate Sakura Haruno, she's a strong one. Are you thinking of taking a gamble on her?"

Despite its aged face, an indomitable fighting spirit remained; the flame in the white cat's open eyes had not yet been extinguished.

"She's a pirate, teacher!"

White Rabbit frowned, implying that pirates were not to be trusted.

"But she also liberated slaves and has that kind of bold and domineering spirit. She would never be a despicable person from the gutter!" the white cat sighed softly.

How could he not know that pirates were not to be trusted? But unfortunately, his current enemy was the World Government!

Therefore, there are not many potential allies left for them, and pirates, who are naturally enemies of the World Government, are barely one of them.

Politics is not a game of good friends versus bad friends; it is an art of interests and compromise.

"Let me think about it some more, teacher!"

The white rabbit let out a deep sigh, so faint as to be barely audible.

Below, a commotion drew their attention, causing both of them to look down at the ground.

"Hey, sir, your hemostatic agent looks pretty good. How did you manage to make this kind of medicine when resources were scarce?"

Sakura's eyes were fixed intently as she held a polar bear's paws in her hands and shook them repeatedly.

"First of all, I am a woman. Secondly, this is not a hemostatic agent, but an anesthetic made from toxic substances. Its ability to stop bleeding is merely a side effect of the toxins stimulating muscle contraction!"

Having been humiliated twice by Sakura's words, the polar bear's eyes turned bloodshot as it roared at Sakura Haruno.

"Oh! I'm sorry."

Scratching her head, Sakura bowed to the polar bear and apologized.

The white rabbit on the shed stared at Sakura Haruno's silly grinning face, took a deep breath, jumped down from the shed, and walked towards her.

"Hey, pirate!"

White Rabbit patted Sakura on the shoulder from behind.

"What are you doing, kid?"

The girl's lawless attitude made a few veins pop out on the white rabbit's forehead: "You're really rude."

Sakura put her hands on her hips, tilted her head back triumphantly, and said, "Hehe, mind your own business, we pirates don't need to."

The white rabbit didn't say anything, but simply raised its hand and drew a circle on the ground next to the two of them.

After the lines at both ends of the circle connect to form a closed circle, the ground inside slowly sinks, eventually becoming a hole large enough for one person to pass through.

"follow me!"

The white rabbit tilted its head at Sakura, then crawled into the rabbit hole it had dug.

Sakura followed curiously, and the moment she entered the cave, gravity suddenly reversed. The hole, which should have been a straight drop, now required Sakura to climb upwards.

"Hmm, is this all you're capable of?"

Sakura, who was following behind the white rabbit, finally received a reply. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she reached out and pinched the rabbit's tail.

"Wow, iron!"

The angry white rabbit covered its bottom, wanting to punch someone behind it, but had to give up due to the difference in strength between the two sides.

"I am Hole Man, who ate the Paramecia-type Hole-Hole Fruit. It allows me to drill holes in any object, including dreams!"

Fearing that the pirates behind her might cause trouble again, White Rabbit patiently explained something to her.

"Wow, that's amazing! By the way, where are we going now?"

As the climb continued, Sakura felt as if she were passing through a thin, cloud-like membrane again, just like the feeling of being enveloped in a coating on the Leviathan.

"Hmph, didn't someone boast that they wanted to be an enemy of the world? I'll show you how terrifying those guys are. And remember, in the Colorless Realm, you absolutely mustn't speak!"

Worried that Sakura might do the same thing as when she first arrived on the island, the White Rabbit gave her a serious talking-to.

"Yes, yes, yes, Mother Rabbit!"

The girl's eyes became playful, and she pouted and hummed.

"you...."

The rabbit, who was about to speak, suddenly shut its mouth.

Light gradually appeared from the hole ahead. After taking another step out of the rabbit hole, Sakura stood on the giant wall in the center of the island.

The entire island was pure white, with only the enormous beasts roaming the forests making any noise when hunting.

Looking down, Sakura could see the abode of the gods within the walls, or perhaps it was a heavenly kingdom on earth.

In a pure white world, the marble spires rippled with crystalline light.

One after another, magnificent churches stand side by side on the earth, their numerous extravagant and ornate decorations giving them a solemn and dignified beauty.

Surrounding hundreds of enormous churches, groups of unfinished buildings are under construction, with some even meticulously cleaning the bricks and foundations until they are spotless...

'This is truly filthy!'

Sakura squinted, her Observation Haki expanding, and she saw the truth beneath this beautiful facade.

Countless animals, chained around their necks and dressed in tattered clothes, with lifeless eyes, carried building materials back and forth like puppets, wiping away the dust from the pristine white tiles bit by bit, dedicating themselves and their souls to this flawless beauty.

When a pure white little animal burns out and collapses to the ground, losing its strength, a cloud of flame will float out of the central church, enveloping it and flying out of the city. It will then pass through a dark hole and transform into a giant beast, joining the battle outside the city.

The malice that turned the people of Elsaich into puppets, along with the immense fighting power formed from their fallen remains, all contributed to the Celestial Dragons' rule over the island.

A bright and beautiful country built on hell.

Chapter 112 Don't Move~ My~ Sakura~

The Colorless Realm, Holy Land Cathedral.

"Hmm, it seems like there are little mice scurrying around in my dream?"

The blond man forked a piece of meat from the pristine white plate and put it in his mouth to chew.

"Yes, I saw the girl that the Five Elders ordered to be captured alive when I was hunting in the Huale Realm."

"By the way, boss Gillinggom, are these really calorie-free?"

The blue-haired, golden-eyed girl took a bite of the cake and beamed with happiness.

"Milia! Why didn't you report something so important sooner!"

Wearing a black military uniform and with dark green hair surrounded by flames on his shoulders, the Celestial Dragon, Lemoseefer Gillingham Saint, helplessly covered his forehead.

"What does it matter? They're already in the boss's dream anyway, and that girl is so cute, I really want to..."

At this point, Milia cupped her flushed face in her hands, and hearts appeared in her golden eyes.

"You foolish woman, don't be so reckless, or the Manmaia family will be disgraced because of you if you are stripped of your reserve status!"

The blond man, who was the first to notice the fluctuations in the dream, raised the knife in his hand and drew a big X on Kamale's face.

Milia pouted her delicate lips, looking at the blond man across the table with a mocking expression.

"You're so clueless about romance, Dorian. That's why you can't win over Sharlia. The Marcus family isn't exactly weak either, and you even have the Five Elders..."

Bang!

Marcus Dorian slammed his hands on the table, interrupting the girl.

"That's enough, this is none of your business!"

"Also, I'm full. Now I'll go catch those two rats!"

After letting out a cold snort, Marcus Dorian walked through the hall, which was engraved with a pentagram magic circle, and out of the church.

He waved his arm, and a large amount of paint surged behind him, forming a pair of wings that flapped and propelled him into the sky.

"Hey, Milia, you just said that pirate was in human form, right?"

Watching his companions leave, Gillinggom solemnly put down his hot tea.

"Yes, it really startled me. I never expected that someone could maintain a human form under my power. What exactly is she? Is she purely human?"

The blue-haired girl slumped her head on the dining table, staring blankly at her fingers as she rolled up the tablecloth in circles: "I really want her. It would be so interesting to keep someone like that as a slave..."

"Don't make a move against her recklessly. I've heard some rumors that it's not the Five Elders who want her, but the eldest brother on the throne!"

Gillingam waved his hand to open his Nightmare Cave, releasing more MMA that combined with the beasts roaming the Colorless Realm to form phantom beasts, enhancing the top layer of defense.

"Got it, boss Gillingam is so boring!"

Milia, who was lying on the table, straightened up and made a face at Gillingam from behind.

"If the Divine Kingdom Game succeeds, your achievements will be enough to promote you to official members. It concerns your own future, so you should take it seriously!"

Gillingam stood up, snapped his fingers, and transformed into a Qilin with a large bubble head, then slithered into the depths of the church.

"Looks like the boss has good taste. That girl... I'm really looking forward to seeing her!"

The blue-haired, golden-eyed girl hummed a song and disappeared with cheerful steps.

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On the other side, a strong wind swept across the sky, bringing large patches of oppressive dark clouds, and cold rain poured down from the sky.

Marcus Dorian took off from inside the church, traversing a long distance to reach the edge of the city wall.

"Found you, you rats!"

Standing next to Sakura, Shiroto was stunned, then cold sweat poured down his face and his pupils trembled.

"How is that possible? We didn't say anything!"

"You foolish ants from the lower realm, this entire realm is my paint. Do you think you can get away with just keeping quiet?"

With a ferocious grin, Marcus Dorian grabbed at the air with both hands, and pure white wrinkles appeared in his palms.

Then he tore it open with force, as if the background layer of the canvas had been peeled away, and the rain, trees, stones, and wild animals were dissolved into simple lines in the surging paint.

The man used his power to unleash the violent force within the torrent of paint, which howled as it sprayed towards Sakura and the White Rabbit.

"Wait, buddy? You stole Oda's drawing tools?!"

Sakura flicked her wrist, and the pale Storm Greatsword hummed as a wisp of pale light, carrying the weight of the storm, suddenly pierced out.

Like a knight who overestimates his abilities and challenges a windmill, he plunges into a sea of ​​paint.

The storm explodes the instant it comes into contact with the paint, releasing the frozen air and high temperature contained within.

Even without Sakura's deliberate control, she can cruelly ravage everything in the sea of ​​paint, burning it all to ashes or freezing it into ice sculptures.

"Hmph, what a little trick!"

Marcus Dorian flicked his fingers, his fingers moving all the paint like a conductor's baton.

Then, the pure white sea of ​​pigments began to assimilate the ice crystals and flames, absorbing the colors and then devouring them.

"Pure White Sea - Jaw Kiss!"

At a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, a ferocious maw opened in the sea of ​​white paint.

In a mere instant, he swallowed Sakura whole and devoured her with great relish.

Click! Click! Click!

As if the sea had come to life, chewing its prey, piercing sounds emanated from its enormous mouth.

"You ants, do you know what will happen if you oppose us?"

Marcus Dorian flapped his wings and slowly floated over, preparing to open his jaws and kiss the filthy Netherworld being tortured by him.