Pirate’s Holy Light Swordsman

The capital of flowers, the palace of the general orochi.

"Hehehehe... This general thought that those bastards disappeared!"

"But, how is it possible! The 'dead souls' of the Guangyue family!"

Behind the screen, the big snake's figure was twisting desperately, its eight heads writhing wildly.

"Hehehe! I know you are all loyal, but last time! This time! No matter how many times!"

"All your plans will fall into my hands..."

"All your actions are destined to be in vain! The quarry of the Rabbit Bowl? Thank you for thinking of it!"

"That old Leopard Goro isn't dead yet? But he's too old to wield a knife! Hehehe!"

"A group of pitiful prisoners, even with the addition of 'Four Emperors' Marco! This is what you rely on to counterattack Ghost Island? Naive, so naive!"

"So many years of hard work, starvation, and beatings! They're afraid they won't even be able to hold a knife!"

"Our military strength is 40,000! It will kill you!"

Looking at the secret report in his hand, the big snake turned back into a human form, with a ferocious smile on its big mouth:

"Hehehe...Xiao Zi suddenly fell ill recently, so she must not be able to attend tomorrow's 'Fire Festival' banquet!"

"Woooo~ Xiao Zi~ It's okay, you don't want to show your face in front of Kaido's bastards... A group of guys who don't know how to appreciate it!"

"With the protection of Kuangshilang, Xiao Zi, you can rest assured to recuperate~ When I come back, you belong to me alone!"

"As for the song and dance performance of the big banquet, it's quite good to turn it into a killing show? Hehehe!"

"Tomorrow's 'Fire Sacrifice Night', I will use you group of 'dead souls' as sacrifices!"

"From now on, I never have to worry about anyone or anything!"

"Hehehehe! Hahahaha!"

...

On Ghost Island, Kaido, Jhin, Quinn, and Drake are discussing matters in a room full of wine jars.

It is said to be a discussion, but in fact the "Three Disasters" are reporting to Kaido the preparations for the "Fire Festival", and Kaido is just moaning and drinking.

"Mr. Kaido, the news about Orochi, the mining site of Rabbit Bowl has been breached by the 'Red Sheath Nine Heroes'!"

Jhin glanced at Quinn whose jaw was about to drop to the ground, and snorted coldly:

"Quinn was already a waste. He was hit by Shichibukai's move, and he still hasn't recovered... It seems that the position of 'Plague' is about to be replaced!"

"Jin! Shut up, you bastard! Didn't I succeed in losing weight! I am happy that you can control me!!"

Quinn, who was much thinner, was smoking a cigar. The thick dark circles under his eyes were like a layer of eye shadow, surrounding his small eyes, which couldn't be covered by sunglasses.

"Those idiots only know how to attack after Lao Tzu leaves, and they wouldn't dare to come if I gave them a hundred courage when Lao Tzu was around!"

"Even if it is breached, so what! The guys there have been starving for more than ten years and are still doing hard work every day. I don't believe they can still fight!"

Quinn was furious, and the cancer cells in his body were suppressed by him with the virus, but this action also accelerated the consumption of his vitality, almost drinking poison to quench his thirst.

But relatively speaking, Quinn's combat effectiveness has been greatly enhanced due to the large consumption of vitality, but there is no chance for him to display it now.

"Let them come! I'm holding back my strength and can't get out. If they dare to come, don't even try to leave!"

"..."

A strange color flashed in Drake's eyes, and it was fleeting. He said:

"Mr. Kaido, the meaning of the big snake is to set up the celebration of the fire ceremony as a trap, and wait for them to come and throw themselves into the trap."

"The big snake will come here with more than 20,000 of his subordinates, and unite with us to wipe out all the 'Guangyue dead souls'."

"But the people in the red sheaths are not just prepared for this. They found Marco, the 'Four Emperors', who had an inseparable relationship with Kozuki Oden back then!"

"Although my opinion is to plan early and cut off their way to the ghost island in advance, or send troops to block it, but Orochi doesn't seem to want them to miss tomorrow's big banquet."

"Heh heh heh... that Orochi guy is really wicked... hiccup!"

Kaido threw away the wine jar drunkenly, burped loudly, and waved his hands casually:

"It's okay, call them..."

"A mere Marco can't make a big wave - he thinks that he can stop the old woman, and he is qualified to be the emperor? In my eyes, he is still far behind!"

"That's the redhead who pushed him to the top in order to make those boring balances!"

"If he dares to come, I can kill him! 'Phoenix'? Hehe...I will let him die!"

"Marco shouldn't be desperate."

Jhin snorted coldly:

"Kozuki Oden has been dead for 20 years, and Marco is not his retainer, he is just a pirate!"

"There are also the straw hats who came to challenge... These guys are simply here to give away rubbings of the main text of history. Do you really think that you can challenge us if you contact the person with the red scabbard?"

"In the end, they will all betray—in the face of absolute power, they will make wise choices!"

"exactly……"

A smile appeared on the corner of Drake's mouth:

"Tomorrow, on the night of the fire festival, everyone will see the 'absolute power'!"

...

Rabbit Bowl, Prisoner Quarry.

"Nine Heroes of the Red Sheath" - Kin'emon, Ashura Doji, Raizo, Kawamatsu, Kikunojo, Inuarashi, Nekobashi, Izo...

They looked at the man lying in a pool of blood with complex expressions.

Their former "comrade", Kanjuro "Showers"!

Kin'emon's swords were still bloodstained, and his hands trembled slightly, but they became extremely firm after all.

The flames flashed past, and the two swords became clean and shiny again, Kin'emon heaved a long sigh.

"Kanjuro... until just now, we were still holding on to our last hope."

"But you... let everyone down!"

"Crack, click, click..."

Kanjuro twitched and coughed up a big mouthful of blood. As a powerful samurai, he still held his breath even after being struck by the thunder of eight people.

"I didn't expect... I didn't expect that I would be discovered by you if I did it so covertly..."

"It seems...you... have suspected me for a long time!"

Kanjuro's hands have been handcuffed with Hailoushi. As a powerful person with painting skills that can be faked, Hailoushi is the best way to prevent him from painting himself to die for himself.

Kin'emon and the others looked solemn, Kanjuro looked over their faces one by one, and finally his eyes fell on Kin'emon.

"Jin... since when did you start to doubt me?"

"Let me guess... We traveled here from 20 years ago. Could it be that after Yutian was tortured, you became suspicious?"

"No... no... that way you can't... allow me to get close to Toki and Momanosuke!"

"Dressrosa... You started to doubt me when you separated from Dressrosa?!"

"Navy! Isn't it! You went to ask for the help of the navy, and in the end you only brought back a Shichibukai... I originally thought that it was the support that the navy gave you!"

"But it's impossible! How did the Navy know my identity!"