Why are all of us who transmigrated at the same time demons?

Gran Tesoro, the world's largest entertainment ship, was as always bathed in a dazzling golden glow. Its master, the Golden Emperor Gild Tesoro, was greeting his most "honored" guests with a perfect fake smile—several Celestial Dragons wearing bubble caps and their massive retinue.

"Saint Charmac, Saint Roswald, welcome to my small boat. I hope everything here is to your esteemed eyes." Tesoro bowed slightly, but a barely perceptible hint of disgust and cold calculation lurked deep in his eyes. These fools were the perfect springboard for him to seize power and get closer to the core of the World Government.

"Hmm, not bad." Saint Charmark snorted. "I heard your slave shows are quite good, especially the mermaids. Don't disappoint me."

“Of course, we’ve prepared the most exciting show for you.” Tesoro’s smile remained unchanged. At the same time, he could also sense two other powerful auras on the ship—Admiral Candidate “Momousagi” Gion and “Chaton” Kake.

They were ostensibly there for a vacation, but in reality, they were sent by the World Government to ensure the absolute safety of the Celestial Dragons. The entire ship was impregnable, possessing its own army, powerful Gold-Gold Fruit users, and two top-tier Marine fighters.

However, the absolute sense of "security" was shattered by a strange, piercing shriek that tore through the sky.

Awooo—!!!

That wasn't the sound of any known weapon; it was more like the roar of some enormous beast mixed with the scraping of rough metal.

"What happened?" Tesoro's expression changed slightly, and he asked sharply through the golden earpiece.

"Boss! Unidentified objects! Many of them! Approaching from the air and sea! They've breached our defenses!" The voice in the control room was filled with terror.

The giant ship shuddered violently, as if struck by a meteorite, and the massive island tortoises pulling it wailed. A magnificent deck platform exploded open, and through the smoke and flames, several towering green figures emerged, grinning maliciously.

"WAAAGH!!!"

The battle cries, like a shockwave, instantly swept through the entire entertainment area. The joyful music abruptly stopped, replaced by terrified screams.

"Enemy attack! Guards!" Tesoro roared, his body instantly turning golden.

Momousagi and Chaton appeared almost simultaneously, their expressions grave as they looked at the intruders. The green monsters exuded a chilling aura of savagery and power.

"Protect the Celestial Dragon and retreat to the safe house!" Chaton drew his weapon, his obese body exuding an astonishing aura.

"These are beastmen? How did they get here?" Momousagi had already drawn her Golden Pira sword, her beautiful face covered in frost.

The greenskins won't give them time to think; the killing and looting begin instantly!

A Celestial Dragon guard attempted to fire, but the bullet struck the green-skinned boy and bounced off. The green-skinned boy, laughing maniacally, charged forward and cleaved the boy and his armor in two with a single axe blow.

"Monster! Monster!" The Celestial Dragons screamed like pigs being slaughtered, and, surrounded by slaves and guards, tried to escape in a panic.

Tesoro's Golden Army quickly assembled, a golden wave surging towards the greenskins. However, the greenskins' WAAAGH field once again demonstrated its suppressive effect on Devil Fruits! The golden bindings and attacks became extremely unstable as they approached the greenskins, even being violently torn apart!

“My ability…” Tesoro felt a pause, and his heart trembled.

"Gold? Shiny and shiny! It's mine!" a green-skinned warlord roared, smashing a gold statue with a punch. The crude device began to absorb gold particles, and its surface was quickly covered with a layer of inferior but real golden luster!

Chaos! Utter chaos!

Momousagi and Chaton go all out!

"Great shock!" Cha Tun stomped the ground, and a powerful shockwave spread out, knocking over a group of green-skinned soldiers, but it had limited effect on elites and warlords.

Momousagi's slash was incredibly fierce, imbued with advanced Armament Haki, and finally broke through the defense of a green-skinned elite, wounding him.

"Oh? This female shrimp is quite strong!" The elite was not angry but delighted, licking his wound as he pounced on her.

The battle was extremely fierce. But the two candidate generals quickly succumbed to despair. The greenskins were too numerous, too strong, and their regenerative abilities were too abnormal. Moreover, their strange force field greatly reduced the effectiveness of many of their attacks. Even more terrifying was that the greenskins' targets were clear—the strong and those with special abilities!

"Take the one with the gold!"

"That female swordsman's flesh and blood! It must be incredibly...wow!"

The Greenskin warlords personally confronted Tesoro, and their immense power, combined with the crude gold abilities they were beginning to simulate, forced Tesoro into a series of defeats, with his gold creations being constantly torn apart and absorbed.

Momousagi and Chaton tried to come to the rescue, but were surrounded by more Greenskin elites.

"Miss Gion, the situation is bad!" Chaton gasped for breath, his body bearing multiple wounds.

"We must cover the Celestial Dragons' retreat!" Momousagi forced the enemy back with her sword, but a hint of despair crept into her eyes. She saw a green-skinned man tear off a piece of flesh from Tesoro's arm and stuff it into a jar at his waist. Tesoro screamed in agony, his powers clearly becoming unstable.

"Navy! Stop them! Stop them now!" The Celestial Dragon, hiding at the door of the safe house, screamed hysterically at the marines and Tesoro's guards fighting outside.

Momousagi's Kinpira was smashed in two by a punch from the green-skinned warlord, and then another giant claw covered in gold and green energy pierced through her abdomen.

"Uh..." Momousagi's beautiful eyes lost their luster, and blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

"Gion!!" Chaton's eyes widened in fury as he charged forward, only to be overwhelmed by the heavy blows of several green-skinned elites, his bones broken and his body falling to the ground dead.

Two naval admiral candidates have fallen.

When Tesoro saw this, he was terrified and turned to run away, but the warlord caught up with him and grabbed his head with his giant claws.

"The gold... is mine!"

*Crack!* The Golden Emperor fell. His Golden Fruit power was rapidly drained.

The world's tycoons, noble families, and wealthy individuals on board were like lambs to the slaughter, wantonly being slaughtered and plundered by the greenskins. The entire giant ship was transformed into a green hunting ground.

"Quick! Set sail! Get out of here!" The Celestial Dragon Charmack Saint was terrified, tears streaming down his face. Under the desperate protection of the remaining CP0 members and a small number of naval officers, he fled in panic towards a dedicated escape ship.

More than 90 percent of the marines and guards were ordered to cover the rear, delaying the Greenskins with their lives. Their sacrifice only bought the Celestial Dragons a negligible amount of time to escape.

The escape ship broke away from the golden behemoth that had become a living hell, like a stray dog.

The Celestial Dragons, still shaken, looked at the burning and exploding giant ship in the distance. Instead of feeling grateful, they vented all their anger on the Marines who had protected them and allowed them to survive, driven by extreme fear and their inherent arrogance.

"Useless! All useless! So many navy soldiers! They can't even stop a bunch of lowly green beasts!"

"What's the use of keeping you all! The World Government has wasted so many Pyrites!"

"All my slaves are dead! You have to compensate me!"

Charlmark Saint, in particular, pointed at the nose of a naval vice admiral with a missing arm and covered in blood, and yelled, "Incompetent! Trash! Where are your admirals? Why aren't they here to protect me?! When we get back, I'll make sure the Five Elders severely punish you useless trash! I'll reduce your entire families to slavery!"

Dead silence.

The surviving marines, mostly wounded, watched the giant ship engulfed in green flames recede into the distance, where their comrades lay buried—two admiral candidates, and those forced to cover the retreat, doomed to certain death. And the very ship they had fought so hard to protect was now hurling insults at their sacrifice and their profession like shrewish women.

Anger, humiliation, sorrow, despair... Long-accumulated resentment towards the Celestial Dragons and their privileges was ignited at this moment by the Celestial Dragons' foolish insults.

The lieutenant general with the missing arm lowered his head, his single fist clenched tightly, blood dripping from under his fingernails. His adjutant, a colonel with a scarred face, his eyes flashing with a crazed fire, quietly tightened his grip on his gun and whispered something to several other marines around him who also had strange looks in their eyes.

"Are you deaf? You useless trash!" Charlmark Saint continued to yell. Not satisfied with just insults, Charlmark Saint pulled out a musket and opened fire wildly on the wounded naval soldiers, killing several in succession. He then fired a shot at a vice admiral. However, his marksmanship was too difficult, and he missed a vital spot.

A whisper, like a venomous snake, sneered in the ear of the one-armed vice admiral: "Listen to this... this is all the sacrifice you and your brothers got?"

"Their lives are lives, but your lives are worthless?"

"Are you angry? That's your true emotion... Don't suppress it..."

Whispers of mad incitement rang in the ears of the soldiers, their eyes bloodshot and weapons clenched tightly: "What are you waiting for? The time for revenge has come!"

"Kill them! Avenge our fallen brothers! Prove ourselves!"

"The world has gone mad, what use are rules anymore? Follow your instincts!"

Charlmark Saint's insults and gunshots were sparks, while the pent-up resentment, the grief of his comrades' tragic deaths, and the anger at injustice were the tinder, and the omnipresent whispers of the demons were the fuel poured on in a frenzy!

"Celestial Dragons, die!!!" Someone shouted first.

A gunshot pierced the night sky!

The bubble covering Charmack Saint's head burst open, his eyes widening in disbelief, a bloody hole appearing on his forehead.

"You...you lowly people..." he murmured, then fell backward.

There was a moment of silence.

Then, the suppressed volcano erupted completely!

"Avenge the candidate Admiral Momousagi!"

"Avenge the candidate general of Cha-Ton!"

"Avenge your dead brothers!"

"Kill these parasites!"

The surviving marines, whether officers or ordinary soldiers, were almost all blinded by rage and turned their weapons on the remaining Celestial Dragons and their CP0 guards!

CP0 was decimated by the Greenskins' attack, leaving only one survivor, who was severely wounded. He fought desperately, but how could he possibly stop these battle-hardened veterans consumed by rage and despair?

A bloody mutiny broke out on this cramped escape ship.

Soon, the last CP0 agent was shot to death, and the remaining Celestial Dragons all perished, lying in pools of blood.

Amidst the madness and chaos, Loran stood above the lifeboat, laughing maniacally under the unnoticed blue sky, as if celebrating the arrival of the end.

On the battlefield of Shura, which was upending the world, he sang bloody poems as if no one else was around.

"Heaven creates all things to nourish humankind, yet people still complain that Heaven is unkind."

I don’t know that locusts are all over the world, causing all the suffering of the people and the kings and ministers.

People are born with high and low status, and noble people grow up to be favored by God.

The wealth of life is always determined by God, and the poverty of ordinary people is punished by God.

Suddenly a madman sharpened his knife at night, while the imperial star swayed and Mars rose high.

From now on, there is no need to worry about killing people.

People who are unfaithful are said to be killed! People who are unfilial are said to be killed!

The unkind person is said to be killed! The unjust person is said to be killed!

Those who are impolite, unwise, and distrustful will be slaughtered by the Great Demon King!

I was not born to vie for power, nor do I bother building a golden platform at the capital.

"Even the most powerful and noble are like dogs, always trembling prey to be slaughtered."

Amidst the resounding chants of poetry, as the last gunshot subsided, only the marines, panting heavily and covered in blood, remained on the ship, standing amidst the corpses of the Celestial Dragons. A cold wind blew past, and as they looked at each other's gruesome state and the descendants of their "creator" at their feet, a profound fear and belated bewilderment welled up within them.

What did they do?

But now that things have come to this, there is no turning back.

The news could not be hidden at all.

The world was shocked when the escape ship carrying the corpses of Celestial Dragons and traitorous Marines was forced to return to the nearest Marine branch, G-1!

Mary Geoise, Between Powers.

The Five Elders were enraged like never before and... a little scared.

"The Navy...how dare they...!!!"

"They slaughtered the Celestial Dragons! This is an unprecedented act of rebellion!"

"Not long ago, a branch of the Communist Party of China pointed guns at the government, and now they've committed such a crime. The entire naval system is no longer trustworthy! It must be purged!"

"We must nip the rebellion in the bud with the harshest and swiftest measures! We must not allow it to spread!"

"Agreed. Should we deploy the Knights of God? Or..."

"No... This matter is too serious. We must make a judgment ourselves and suppress it instantly with absolute power in order to restore the authority of the World Government."

"CP0 and the Knights of God will work together to screen and purify the Navy. If necessary... we can use 'Vegapunk's new weapon'."

Ultimately, the Five Elders made their decision.

A ruthless purge within the Navy, directly orchestrated by the World Government's highest authority, is about to begin. This has created a massive internal rift within the Navy Headquarters—should they obey the World Government and hand over the "traitors," or protect their colleagues forced into rebellion, or even… desert altogether?

The world order is collapsing at an unprecedented rate, fueled by external terror and internal resentment brought about by the Greenskins.

Chapter 214 Pirate 40K: The Great Melee (Part 1)

"This is never what I wanted."

I never intended to point the navy's cannons at the world government.

Together we ended the chaotic era of One Piece and built a bulwark of justice to maintain order!

But you betrayed me.

They betrayed us all.

You have been hiding the secrets of the Void Throne and lying to your soldiers! You have used your so-called "divine authority" to treat us all as disposable pawns!

Humanity has only one chance to establish true order on this ocean!

If you are unwilling to seize it...

Then I'll do it for you!

Let the war begin!