Reincarnation Paradise: The Void Debt Collector

The entire sea became extremely quiet at this moment, as if even the waves were holding their breath.

Ordinary pirates also sensed the solemn atmosphere and chose to go ashore to avoid the wind, waiting for the storm to come.

They knew that the coming storm was not something they could participate in.

This unprecedented silence is more like the calm before the storm.

All major forces are secretly making plans to prepare for the upcoming changes.

Holy Land Marie Gioia.

At this moment, the Five Elders are discussing recent events in the sea in the conference room. Warring States' recent behavior has made the Five Elders a little alert.

You know, what the Five Elders need is balance. Zhan Guo's act of summoning all the elite naval forces would obviously disrupt the plan of the Five Elders, so they held this meeting.

"The navy has been getting more and more jumpy recently. It looks like we have to cut the navy's military budget next year, otherwise the navy might forget who their master is."

Zambaron V. Nasujuro was sitting on a velvet chair nearby, wiping the First Generation Kitetsu in his hand with great concentration.

This famous sword, which has been used for hundreds of years, is still extremely sharp and shiny, as if it contains infinite killing intent.

Under the light, the first generation of Kitetsu exuded a faint blood-red light, as if expressing its desire for blood.

"I agree. We shouldn't have let Sengoku take the position in the first place. Ever since Sengoku became the Admiral of the Navy, our say in the Navy has become weaker and weaker. We must learn from this lesson the next time we change the Admiral."

The person who spoke was Topman Wojciech, the God of Law among the Five Elders, in charge of the legal affairs of the World Government.

"Okay, now is not the time to talk about this." The God of Agriculture Shepard ten Peter Saint came out to smooth things over.

"I suggest calling Zhan Guo over and asking him what he is planning to do? Has there been any news from the CP organization recently?"

The environmental warrior god Marcus Mars Saint stood by the window, staring at the celestial dragons beating slaves below.

It seemed that the slave's sweat accidentally dripped onto the ground while he was crawling on the road, and was stepped on by the Celestial Dragon. The Celestial Dragon was so angry that he wanted to shoot the slave on the spot.

After a gunshot, a finger-sized hole appeared on the slave's head. The body fell heavily, and blood stained the white floor tiles of Mary Joa.

The slaves around watched this tragic scene expressionlessly, as if they had become accustomed to such a fate.

In Marijoa, they were deprived of basic human rights and were treated as commodities that could be disposed of at will by the Celestial Dragons.

As long as he could please the Tianlong people, no one would say anything even if all the slaves were killed in the next second.

Seeing this scene, Marcus Mas Saint withdrew his gaze and refocused his attention on the meeting in front of him.

"The CP organization has been busy with the matter assigned by Lord Yim recently, and no news has been received yet." The God of Agriculture Shepard ten Peter Saint opened his eyes that had been closed.

After hearing the words "Lord Yim", the other four chose to remain silent.

"In that case, let's summon Sengoku to Marijoa for a thorough questioning. If Sengoku is really preparing to start a war, then we must stop him. The current balance cannot be broken." After Zambaron V. Nasu Shouroshi said this, he looked at the other four people. The other four did not object and agreed with Zambaron V. Nasu Shouroshi's actions.

Ten minutes later, the Den Den Mushi in Sengoku's office suddenly rang.

Sengoku originally planned to hang up the phone, but the moment he found the Den Den Mushi, a trace of disgust immediately appeared on his face.

He knew clearly that this Den Den Mushi, which was exclusive to CP0, never brought good news.

Zhan Guo adjusted himself a little, cleared his throat, and answered the phone: "Hello, this is Zhan Guo, what can I do for you?"

An obscene expression appeared on the Den Den Mushi, and an order came: "Sengoku, the Five Elder Stars have something to ask you. Go to Marijoa immediately." As soon as the words fell, the phone was hung up.

Zhan Guo was not surprised by this. He sighed, knowing that his recent behavior had attracted the attention of the Five Elder Stars.

He understood that this trip to Mary Geoise was inevitable, and that he might face questioning or criticism from the Five Elders.

"Where's Garp? Where did Garp die?"

After thinking about it, Sengoku decided that he couldn't go alone and suffer the disgust, so he had to bring the old man Garp with him.

On the other side, Golden Lion was now fully engaged in his swordsmanship training in the square of the base.

The sunlight shining on his golden hair made him look even more majestic and domineering, like a real golden lion showing off his strength.

He swung the long sword in his hand, and every swing was accompanied by fierce momentum.

The blade flashed like lightning, as if it could cut through the sky, and suddenly slashed from the center of the island to the edge, as if to split the entire island in two.

The sharp blade light seemed to have condensed all the light, making people dare not look directly at it.

With every swing of the Golden Lion's sword, a deep crack would be left on the ground, as if witnessing his power.

Wherever the knife flashed, animals died and forests were instantly destroyed and turned into powder.

Those towering trees that once stood tall and unshakable now seemed so fragile before the sword energy. No matter their hard trunks or lush leaves, they could not withstand the sharp blade light and could only shatter.

At this moment, the Golden Lion was like an invincible overlord, using his swordsmanship to interpret what true power was.

Chapter 354 Pluto Rayleigh (Subscription Request, Monthly Ticket Request)

Ten minutes later, Golden Lion exhaled slowly and put the two swords, Ying Ju and Ku Mu, back into the scabbards.

"Where are we now?"

After hearing what Golden Lion said, the younger brother immediately picked up the intercom and called the control room to inquire about the current location.

After a while, a middle-aged man's voice came from the intercom. He replied, "Report to the Admiral, we are currently about an hour away from the Sabaody Archipelago and will soon reach the end of the paradise."

In the past two days, Golden Lion has been training hard on the island, and his swordsmanship has made a qualitative leap.

At this moment, Golden Lion has broken through the swordsmanship master and reached a whole new realm.

To be more precise, this should be considered restoration rather than simple improvement.

In the past 20 years since his legs were broken, Golden Lion's swordsmanship level has continued to decline. The data Lin Yi had detected before was already his state after his retreat.

Now, Golden Lion is just trying to regain his former peak feeling, which is why his swordsmanship level has improved so quickly.

"Brat, I'm going to the Sabaody Archipelago to meet someone, do you want to come?" The Golden Lion walked up to Lin Yi, who was lying on a lounge chair leisurely basking in the sun, and said in an unquestionable tone.

"Chabaoti Archipelago? Aren't you afraid of being hunted down by the navy?"

Lin Yi took off the sunglasses on his eyes.

After hearing this, Golden Lion showed a disdainful expression on his face and laughed: "Afraid? There is someone I, Golden Lion, would be afraid of? Even Captain Rocks back then couldn't say such a thing. Is there anyone in the navy that I can be afraid of?"

As he spoke, an arrogant and domineering aura emanated from the Golden Lion's body. The surrounding younger brothers in suits were so oppressed by this aura that they could only kneel on one knee to resist.

Since Golden Lion recovered his brain, his domineering nature has become even more terrifying.

The horrific torture he had experienced over the past twenty years had strengthened his willpower to a level that ordinary people could hardly imagine.

Now, just a glance from him could cause officers below the rank of admiral to fall into a coma.

This is Golden Lion, the legendary pirate in his perfect form.

"Let's go, who are we going to meet downstairs?" Lin Yi put the recliner into his personal space, then walked to the side of the Golden Lion.

The Golden Lion took a deep breath, his eyes seemed to penetrate the clouds, staring at the Sabaody Archipelago above the sea, and slowly said: "An old friend, I can sense that guy is in the Sabaody Archipelago."

From the outside, the Chabaoti Archipelago can be said to be absolutely beautiful, a complete paradise on earth.

Unfortunately, only those who know the Sabaody Archipelago well know how disgusting this filthy place is.

Slave trade, racial discrimination, human trafficking, organ trafficking, arms trade... Here, money seems to be able to buy everything, even human dignity and life.

Those who can open a store here all have the shadow of a powerful force behind them to a greater or lesser extent.

At Chris's slave trading place, a seemingly inconspicuous old man with gray hair, messy beard and smelling of alcohol suddenly stood up, as if he sensed something.

His action did not attract much attention. After all, in this place full of suffering and oppression, everyone has their own worries and sufferings.

"Damn it, I lost money again today. Damn it, didn't I tell you not to accept such low-quality goods? Do you think anyone would buy this old man in his seventies or eighties?"

Dick Wendell, the manager of the slave trading office, was scolding his men.

He was holding a whip and whipping a sales manager mercilessly. The employee's suit was torn to pieces, revealing the bloody wounds underneath.

But the employees did not even dare to hide and just silently endured the cruel beating.

Dick's brutality was well known in this trading place.

Someone once tried to resist, but the next day, the employee's entire family was massacred by the gang sent by Dick.

Such cruel means made everyone silent and no one dared to resist at all.

But why are there still employees willing to work here? The reason is simple: people die for money, and birds die for food.

Although Dick had a bad temper, the salary he offered was indeed attractive.

In this world with huge gaps between the rich and the poor, the temptation of money often drives people to take risks.

The slave trade is a highly profitable business with no investment. Those who can engage in this industry in the Sabaody Archipelago have the support of powerful forces behind them.

These forces are intertwined and have formed a huge network of interests.

And every node of this network is filled with blood and sin.

Dick cursed and raised the whip again.

Just as he was about to whip, the employee who was being beaten to death grabbed his trouser leg tightly.

"I'm sorry, manager, I'm really sorry. I don't know why I agreed to take in this old man. Maybe I was confused for a moment. Please give me another chance and forgive me this time." The employee begged bitterly.

The anger on Dick's face was still there, but just as he was about to explode again, Rayleigh in the iron cage suddenly spoke.

"It's okay, someone should be coming to see me soon." Rayleigh looked towards the empty passage, as if he had foreseen what was about to happen.

"Fuck you, old thing. If you weren't a commodity, I would have beaten you to death." Dick roared, unable to control himself when his temper flared up.

He kicked the employees around him away, angrily pulled out a rifle from his waist, and pointed the black muzzle at Rayleigh.

Anyway, old man Reilly is not worth much, and the owner of the slave farm will not blame him even if he is killed.

"Sorry, you may not be able to kill me today."

Rayleigh faced Dick's musket with a calm expression, not even moving his head.

This calm attitude seemed to irritate Dick, and he was about to pull the trigger when he suddenly felt someone behind him.

Turning around, he saw a figure standing like a mountain, blocking the light in front of him.

Dick looked up and saw a burly man nearly three meters tall standing behind him, with a cigar in his mouth and thick blond hair down to his ankles. Although he had a Mediterranean baldness, it did not detract from his majesty.

Behind the burly man, there followed a seemingly lazy young man.

He held a thin staff in his hand and wore a priest's robe, as if he was a priest who had walked out of a temple in some country.

The two men stood in front of Dick, one in front of the other, creating a strong sense of oppression.

Dick involuntarily took a few steps back, and most of the anger in his heart dissipated.

He realized that these two people were obviously not ordinary people.

"Hello, is there anything I can help you with?"

In the Chabaoti Archipelago, where good and bad people mix together, one of the rules of survival is to have keen insight.

Although Dick could not immediately recognize who the burly man in front of him was, his eyes were attracted by the two famous swords "Yingshi" and "Kumu" worn on the waist of the Golden Lion.

Based on his years of experience, he judged that these two knives were by no means ordinary items, and must be famous swords with a grade of more than 21 levels.

The Golden Lion can wear such a precious sword in a place like the Sabaody Archipelago, so its strength is naturally self-evident.

Although Dick has a bad temper, he also understands that in the face of absolute strength, the one who knows the times is a hero.

Therefore, he chose to back down and not provoke this seemingly difficult-to-trouble strong man.

The Golden Lion simply ignored the manager and came to the cage where Rayleigh was held.

"Long time no see, Rayleigh."

"Long time no see, Shiki."

As Golden Lion and Reilly introduced themselves to each other, Manager Dick instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

He was not an ignorant person. The names of Rayleigh and Shiqi stirred up huge waves in his heart.

He had heard rumors about the Pirate King's vice-captain Pluto Rayleigh living in seclusion in the Sabaody Archipelago, but he just thought it was a rumor at the time and didn't take it too seriously.

But today, a legendary figure who looked like a golden lion came here and was called the old man Reilly, which made Dick sweat profusely.