One Piece: Dream Destroyer Mentor Marine King

The red-haired and Parvati lurking on the flanks of Mariejois looked at each other feeling the aura coming from the distance.

"They started?"

"No!"

Parvati shook her head: "It's fake!"

"Fake?"

The red-haired man looked towards Mariejois.

Those few breaths just now were already very powerful. Is it still fake to this extent?

Parvati didn't look at the weak "flag bearer" next to her.

From just now, there has indeed been some fighting atmosphere, but it is far from comparable to the "monsters".

The red-haired man's mood became increasingly weird and crazy.

Before the Battle of Sabaody Archipelago began, he was still the world-famous "Emperor of the Sea." In addition to possessing a powerful lineup known as the "Iron Wall Pirates," he also controlled underground forces that were unimaginable to the world.

He can even communicate directly with the Five Elders...

But all of this disappeared after the battle of Sabaody Archipelago.

Especially the Battle of Dressrosa, he completely lost the means to compete, even with the woman in front of him...

She couldn't control it herself, the other party just regarded him as an insignificant intelligence agent.

The most important thing is... the power he is so proud of is now far behind the top level in the world!

Perhaps feeling the red hair's increasingly chaotic aura, Parvati was silent for a moment and then said:

"Do you know the difference between us and the 'monsters'?"

"What is it?"

This problem has also been plaguing redheads. After Parvati learned that the representative power of the dark dragon was "elements", her shocked expression could not be concealed.

But he also has a deep fear of the national treasure... Parvati.

Are their essences different?

"Our power is actually not as good as the 'monsters'."

Parvati's first words made the redhead froze, but then he was relieved.

Of course it is not as good, otherwise we should have won 800 years ago.

"Our power is more changeable, because we are still human, so we can try to change the way we fight through our own thinking and imagination, but monsters...their power is purer."

Even though the war was right around the corner, Parvati still showed a trace of unconcealable disappointment.

"This war is very difficult because we don't have Joyboi, we don't have Ten Thousand Clans, and we don't have 'Ancient Weapon'."

Taking chestnuts from the fire is far inferior to a confrontation between two armies.

The gap between the identity of the speculator and the identity and strength of the opponent is insurmountable.

The red-haired man's mood hit rock bottom, but then a hint of madness appeared in his eyes.

The person who has been secretly supporting me among the top leaders of the "World Government" has not contacted me for a long time. Has it even given up on me?

treachery! !

Parvati lowered her eyes slightly, and she was ready when the sound of the liberation drum disappeared.

Joyboy·······

Let's make a scene!

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Hiss~hiss~~hiss~~~

Snapped! !

As Craig spread his arms, the giant snake in his hand split into two parts.

After throwing the giant snake's body aside, Crake looked at the tall arches of the Hall of Power.

tread!

tread! !

Craig did not step forward because the two giant stone beasts standing at the gate also began to wake up.

Camilla glanced at the two men who were covered in gray and white and looked towards Bamond.

Balmond shook his head.

There is no such creature in the records, and it should be an experimental subject of the Lunaria tribe thousands of years ago.

A low roar erupted from the giant beasts' mouths, and blue-gray fireworks burned blazingly on their bodies.

Craig took out the super alloy gloves that Dylan had reforged for him, put them on, and slowly walked towards the giant beast.

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Dylan and Tahir sit among the clouds in the Mariejois sky.

"Red Hair and the others are hiding over there, where is Teach?"

"He won't show up so early. He is more tolerant than the red-haired one. He is an old turtle."

For a possible hope, Teach dared to risk his life to board Whitebeard's ship to wait for the Dark Fruit when he was a teenager.

But now, it's obviously not time to pick the fruit yet.

The clouds were surrounded by Dylan's magnetic field, making it impossible for outsiders to sense their presence.

"Are they okay?"

Although Craig had always seemed to be at ease in the previous battle, and Camilla had not even made a serious move yet, Tahir still showed a trace of dignity.

In a battle of this level, if you are not careful, you will lose your life.

Dylan shook his head and said it didn't matter. Balmond's combat power could only be considered ordinary, and there was still a gap between it and the ordinary Admiral.

But Camilla and Craig are completely different.

Space fruit·······

After coming to this world, the only thing he could determine was the approximate location of "Thunder Fruit". Thunder Fruit is also very powerful.

Elementalization, flight, quenching, electricity, magnetism, magnetic field, and...

Electromagnetic force!

Only this fruit was the safest to obtain, and it was the one he was confident of developing to the Ultimate level.

Although the Space Fruit is powerful, his conceptual reserve may not be enough to support him in developing the Space Fruit to that extent.

There is no strongest, only the most suitable for you.

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Void Throne Hall.

The Five Elders looked at Craig fighting the giant beast on the screen with solemn expressions.

This is just an unknown character.

Da da·····

Da da·····

There was a sound of footsteps coming from above the Void Throne.

Im looked at the withered "Donquixote Family" members below and then looked at the Five Elders.

"Just this level is not enough to lure him out."

"Listen to your orders."

The Five Elders knelt down when they heard Im's footsteps. They didn't even dare to look directly at the figure on the throne.

"Let all ethnic groups contribute more descendants. I have raised them for 800 years. Isn't this the day we have been waiting for?"

"yes·······"

The descendants of the Twenty Kings...they are ugly, ignorant, arrogant and domineering.

But Five Elders has always ignored this.

A group of pigs raised in captivity will not understand their fate.

They seem to have "unlimited power", but they don't know that their lives are doomed as early as the moment they are born.

Become nutrients, activate national treasures, and awaken the "monsters" sleeping in the Red Line.

When the voice on the throne disappeared, the Five Elders raised their heads and stood up again.

"Inform all ethnic groups and ask them to send one-third of their descendants over."

One third is already a very large number, close to a thousand people.

Thousands of Celestial Dragons.

Outside the Hall of Power, Rob Lucci was stopped by a figure almost the same size as him just as he was about to step out.

"Vic...what do you mean?"

Rob Lucci looked at the person in front of him, the CP0 captain who had been stationed with Greenbit all year round.

Vic looked at Rob Lucci.

"Do you want to go to CP headquarters?"

"I've already been there first."

Rob Lucci's pupils shrank. There was a lot of top-secret information at the CP headquarters, and he did intend to collect and hide some of it in exchange for a chance to survive.

Those materials contain the locations of many treasures, a summary of many alien training methods, and many Devil Fruit development directions and training conjectures.

"Do you want to stop me?"

Rob Lucci looked at Vic with a sullen expression. He is the most talented person in the CP9 organization in its 800 years, and is now the leader of CP0.

Vic?

Just an ordinary squad leader!

Vic removed the mask from his face and threw it aside, revealing his handsome face.

"Why·······"

"Do you think I'm inferior to you?"