Pirates: Your Emperor is Back!

Kingdom of Aden, inside the weapons warehouse.

Under the terrified eyes of the fat uncle, Crocodile randomly found a fort, and then filled it with shells on the side.

"Mr. Sand Crocodile, you..."

The fat uncle wanted to stop it, after all, it was a complete lunatic to test shells in a weapon warehouse full of ammunition.

Once this warehouse is detonated, I am afraid that the entire palace of King Aden and its surroundings will be blown up to the sky!

But Crocodile shook his head with a smirk. While lighting the fuse, half of his body instantly turned into a cloud of sandstorms, blocking the path that the shells must pass after firing.

boom!

A deafening roar resounded through the arsenal.

Luo Wen took advantage of the situation and used a few wisps of sand to stop the fat uncle in front of him, helping him to defuse a lot of aftermath of the explosion, so that the fat uncle had the strength to see the situation in front of him clearly.

I saw Crocodile wrapping the fired shell in his own sandstorm.

The erosion ability is activated!

But in the blink of an eye, before the shell exploded, it turned into a pool of gravel along with the gunpowder inside, and fell straight to the ground without causing any waves.

Crocodile smacked his lips as if tasting a glass of red wine.

"Um……"

He rubbed his chin, thinking about how he felt just now.

Luo Wen waved away the gravel in front of the fat uncle, and asked curiously, "How powerful is it?"

"It's huge."

Crocodile answered without hesitation.

"Honestly, it's hard for me to imagine that this is something that was left over from thousands of years ago."

"The design of the specifications, the power of the explosion, the firing range... etc., all far exceed the ordinary shells of this era!"

"Perhaps, only the special heavy artillery on the navy's main ship can compete with this kind of cannon."

Crocodile took out a flashlight from his pocket and shined it into the depths of the armory.

There, there are dozens of columns of standard cannons of the same specification, and there are quite enough shells around them.

"If these weapons are equipped with a fleet, I'm afraid that even those super-giant sea kings in the windless belt will be shunned!"

Crocodile narrowed his eyes slightly, and judged:

"This level of heavy firepower is already comparable to the World Government's signature 'Devil Slaughter Order'."

The so-called "Devil Slaughter Order" was an indiscriminate and destructive bombardment composed of ten naval warships, five lieutenant generals, and many elite combat forces of the navy. Its power was enough to completely wipe an island off the map!

Crocodile's ability to compare this weapon arsenal with the Demon Slaying Token is enough to prove that the "firepower" stored here is terrifying!

The fat man squatted down, and picked up a handful of grit left over from the erosion of the shells between his fingers, with a complicated expression on his face.

He is a native of Aden.

In Uncle Fat's impression, the Kingdom of Aden is a small and peaceful country.

Its geographical location is remote, and its products are not too rich. The world government has no interest in absorbing it as a franchise country, and even the surrounding pirates seldom visit here.

To put it bluntly, the entire Kingdom of Aden belongs to that kind of small country that is not popular in terms of economy, politics, and military affairs.

Who would have thought that in such a country's royal palace, there would be a terrifying firepower that could rival the Demon Slaying Order?

The fat uncle paused, and finally said slowly: "The weapons here must not be known by the world government!"

Luo Wen also nodded, agreeing with Fat Uncle's point of view.

"They won't see the light of day -- at least not yet."

On the contrary, Crocodile felt a little regretful.

He wholeheartedly wants to control a powerful "military force", and now that such terrifying heavy firepower is close at hand, Crocodile's heart is really itchy.

"never mind……"

Crocodile caressed the cannon body beside him, and murmured in a low voice: "Pluto is more important."

Compared with the ancient weapon Pluto, these heavy cannons in front of them are like decorations on the cake, they are completely irrelevant!

And Crocodile is more concerned with another matter.

There is a lot of firepower stored here in such an ordinary warehouse, so what will be inside the secret room of Sky Island Shandora marked with the same pattern?

It's a pity that it was a secret room made entirely of sea stones, and Crocodile, who is a devil fruit capable user, couldn't get in at all.

His eyes turned around and landed on Luo Wen, and at the same time he found that Luo Wen was also looking at him.

The eyes of the two met, and they seemed to be thinking about the same thing——

The "road of death" of the devil fruit ability user, you should go and see it!

...

The three ended their exploration of the arsenal.

When leaving, Rowan and Crocodile worked together to seal the entrance to the arsenal with solid gravel.

Only Rowan and Crocodile are capable of opening the entrance unless heavy artillery bombardment is used.

For this result, the fat uncle did not have any objections.

He is very clear that this arsenal is simply indigestible for the Kingdom of Aden at this moment, and it will even create reasonable excuses for the World Government to forcibly enter the Kingdom of Aden.

This country desperately needs a break.

...

On the way back to the dock camp, the fat man discussed with Rowan a lot about future trade.

Unlike Sky Island and Magnetic Drum Island, the Kingdom of Aden is located in the North Sea, quite a distance from the Great Sea Route.

In order to open up the fixed air route between the Kingdom of Aden and Alabasta, a primary problem must be solved-the red earth continent.

Trade is long-term and mutual. It is impossible for caravans to travel through the Inverted Mountain all the time. It is very inefficient and too dangerous.

In contrast, changing ships and unloading goods via the Red Earth Continent is indeed a good solution, and this is also the choice of most caravans.

If you want to do this, you must get the permission of the Red Earth Continental Garrison—that is, the World Government.

The fat uncle was a little worried.

"The world government will not agree to our request so easily."

After all, in Uncle Fat's view, the relationship between the Universal Alliance and the world government is not good.

But Rowan shook his head, "No, they will agree."

The fat uncle was taken aback, "Why?"

"Because the world government is not a 'whole', but an 'organization' composed of countless people."

Luo Wen smiled and said: "As long as it is profitable, we will always find someone with the same goal and establish a long-term win-win relationship with us."

The fat uncle understood it, and at the same time kept this logical point of view in his heart.

...

The three of them returned to the temporary accommodation, made some repairs, and then took a carriage to the wharf camp of the Universal Alliance.

The fleet of the Four Seas Alliance is ready to sail.

Fat Uncle led many abandoned people from the Kingdom of Aden, and personally saw off everyone from the Universal Alliance.

Hilluluk led several representatives of the abandoned people and stood on the deck of the ship, preparing to return to the great route.

He was originally a member of the Universal Alliance, and was "cured" of the terminal illness in his body by the crystal ghost virus by accident, and became a member of the abandoned.

"So, life is really wonderful!"

Hiruluk laughed and took a sip of shochu, but was slapped on the head by Kureha.

"Drink less alcohol, and when you return to the Magnetic Drum Kingdom, your body will undergo another comprehensive examination!"

"Okay, okay, I see..."

Hiluluk could only nod repeatedly.

The murloc Huoka stood on the edge of the boat, smiled and looked at the abandoned people who were seeing them off on the shore, and waved goodbye to them.

He looked at Luo Wen beside him and sighed, "What a nice place."

Rowan nodded.

Huoka felt a little homesick.

"I don't know how everyone in the Murloc Village is doing?"

"I'm probably having lunch now."

Rowan shrugged, and chatted with Huoka casually.

In the end, Hoka felt a little hot, so he planned to jump into the sea to cool off.

Luo Wen patted Huo Ka on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Oh, by the way, I have something to tell you."

Huoka took a sip of his wine, "What's the matter?"

"The little crocodile has asked the world government for the position of Qi Wuhai, the next king. If it is convenient for you, you can take it."

"Oh that's fine."

Huo Ka readily agreed, gulped down a few more sips of wine, and suddenly spit it all out with a "poof".

"What are you talking about?!"