The bloody hand Mary of the pirate

After leaving Robin's room, the entire Revolutionary Army building once again returned to deathly silence.

When Mary walked out of the building, she couldn't even hear a sound coming from the building.

"The management of Long's subordinates is really elite."

Seeing this, Mary just sighed and turned away.

Taking out her notebook, Mary had already planned out all her plans for the short time to come.

First, in Alabasta, she must first find the Destiny, and then collect information about the past.

As her strength grows, sooner or later, she will face the World Government and Im. The more information about Im, the better.

And if Devil Fruits are man-made, then she has to go find Bell and Gaga again. Their Devil Fruits are very special, and they are the patron saints of Alabasta from generation to generation. The principle behind this may explain Devil Fruits.

underlying principles.

If she understands this underlying principle, Mary might be able to find a way to make Devil Fruit overcome sea water.

Then, after finishing the matter in Alabasta, Mary will go to the Drum Country.

This group of people is not only trying to bring Chopper back, but also trying to capture Valpo.

To confirm his conjecture, the Tunton Fruit must be in his own hands. The other Soul Soul Fruit that may be involved is still in the possession of Auntie, and he may not be able to get it for a while.

After that, it’s time to deal with the war on top. In other words, after the trip to the Drum Kingdom is over, Mary has to return as soon as possible.

"etc……"

Mary frowned and suddenly thought of a question.

Speaking of which, it seems that there is no need for Kuhlman and others to follow up on the follow-up of Magnetic Drum Kingdom.

Otherwise, let them return to the naval base to prepare for war?

As a boatman, Kil naturally had to follow the ship, but Marianu had no fighting ability, and there was no need to go with the ship. He could wait until he returned from the Drum Country and then take him with him.

During this time, Marianu can stay in Alabasta.

Speaking of which, in order to prepare for the war, the Impel City Prison must be guarded by someone. Long can guard the outer perimeter, but other than that, more plans must be made. After all, Long may not agree to her if she is told the truth.

So who else on this sea can accept his commission to go to Impel Down City?

Mary thought for a long time and couldn't come up with an answer yet.

However, we can ask Teacher Zefa and some elite lieutenant generals to support us. After all, there is only one threatening Whitebeard at the top. The three generals, Garp, Sengoku, and He are already as stable as Mount Tai. The rest of the combat power can go elsewhere.

guard.

So what exactly was Sengoku thinking in the original novel? Did he really never think that Impel Down would be attacked? Do you really believe in Whitebeard’s character?

And what does Whitebeard think? Is the Navy Headquarters so confident in its own combat effectiveness that it has a large prison without being robbed and has many tough and strong men?

Now think about it carefully, many things in the original work cannot withstand scrutiny...

Wait, I'm off track.

Mary knocked her head and sighed.

It's not impossible to draw combat power from the headquarters, but what reasons should she give to convince Zefa and the others?

You can't say that you know from a prophecy that Impel Down will be attacked soon, right?

Speaking of which, has Blackbeard shown up at the Navy Headquarters now? I’ll have to ask Mr. Zefa another day.

Hmm? If we draw combat power from our headquarters...

Mary was startled for a moment, then suddenly came to her senses.

"Hmm...can we let Coleman and the others guard Impel City?"

"Although they are not particularly powerful yet, they are always better than the Straw Hats at this time."

"Working with Magellan to resist Blackbeard, it shouldn't be a problem to stop Luffy."

"As long as Luffy is stopped, the big prison break on the sixth floor will not happen."

Mary's ideas gradually became clearer, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that this was a highly feasible plan.

"Okay, when we return to the port in a while, we will discuss it with Kuhlman and let Kuhlman lead the team to Impel Down."

"As for the licensing conditions, just contact the headquarters to open one."

"...But what's the reason for this? Do you want to visit and study?"

Mary was not worried that Kullman needed a reason. He had always believed in Mary's judgment, so as long as Mary gave this order, he would not ask more questions.

However, you still need a reason to apply to this department.

You can't just be an uninvited guest, right? Impel Down and the Navy are not in the same system. They both belong to the World Government, but that doesn't mean the Navy can directly interfere in Impel Down's affairs.

"That guy Magellan is not an easy guy to deal with..."

Walking in the alley, Mary lowered her head and murmured to herself.

…

"Where did you find this place?"

A yellow-skinned fishman with long wavy hair stood in front of the Revolutionary Army headquarters with a horrified expression. Behind him, countless Revolutionary Army soldiers nervously held their weapons, looking tense.

Saint Edvid and Saint McGik stood side by side, Saint Edvid stood half a step forward, both of them were smiling.

Behind them, countless CP0s wearing white clothes and white masks stood silently, without saying a word, like a large group of ferocious beasts that prey on people.

"Is this the headquarters of the Revolutionary Army?"

Saint Edved asked with a smile on his face.

"..." Haku was silent for a moment, then growled in a low voice: "Since you have already found this place, why bother talking?"

"If you want to fight, then fight!"

"No, no, no, calm down, I'm not here to fight."

Saint Edwin waved his hand with a smile.

"Dragon people, stop being so pretentious. You guys have grown up to this day, and every pore of you has dirty blood!"

"How many people behind me have lost their lives because of you?"

Haku asked sternly: "Especially the two of you, who are wearing the Dragon Emblem and can become Dragon Emblem Tianlong people. How many resources have you consumed? How many people's blood and tears are behind these resources? Don't you have any points?"

"So, tell your purpose straightforwardly and stop beating around the bush!"

After Haku finished speaking, neither party made a sound. The atmosphere gradually became depressing, and no one spoke.

"..."

Saint Edwin's smile also faded. He sighed and his eyes became cold.

"Okay, I'll tell you the truth. Isn't the dragon coming out yet?"

"The two Dragon Emblem Tianlong people came here specifically to see him."

He looked up at the huge and silent base, and then looked down at Haku.

"Could it be that he's not here?"

"Why are you looking for the chief?"

Haku's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Of course we have something to discuss. Fishman, don't go too far. We are not giving you face by not taking action until now."

Before Saint Edved could say anything, Saint Magik couldn't help but stepped forward and scolded him.

After hearing this, Saint Edved did not speak, which was obviously a tacit approval of Saint Magik's words.

"...You guys want to talk to the chief?"

Haku's expression looked like he had heard something unbelievable.

"The top bosses of the two world governments want to discuss matters with the mortal enemy of the world government?"

"Make no mistake, fish-man."

Saint Edved said coldly: "Don't confuse us with those idiots. A group of poor people who can't see the truth of the matter and only know how to eat, drink and have fun by clinging to their own status cannot be compared with us."

"This dragon emblem is not a gift from others. The so-called Supreme Throne has no right to restrain me with this mere piece of iron."

"Now I do not belong to the World Government, nor do I belong to the Celestial Dragons."

"Let the dragon come to me, now!"

For the first time, the always gentle Edved Saint burst out with his pride as the world's top genius. He is rarely so arrogant in front of others, but this does not mean that he is willing to be looked down upon.

For him, being compared with those vulgar Celestial Dragons or even Dragon Emblem is the most intolerable thing for him.

It would be fine if someone like Rayleigh and Long, who were also geniuses and extremely powerful, said this, but if a mere fishman said this, it would be a bit taboo.

After all, he had been living and growing up in Mariegio, no matter how gentle and reasonable he was, he still had a certain class mentality in his heart.

It's like he will only cooperate with top people now.

"...The commander-in-chief is not here now."

The terrifying aura made Haku feel a little scared, but as the leader of the revolutionary army's fishman karate, his reply was neither humble nor arrogant.

"Then contact him now." Saint Edwin whispered, "Otherwise, I will destroy this place with my own hands today."

…

At the ruins of the Kingdom of the Holy Religion, spectacular ruins lie in the dust, and everything that once sheltered under them was destroyed in its collapse.

Ivy, the corroded green of memories, climbs up the desolate ruins, and the sunlight flows through time, stranded in the war ten years ago.

He YiXian was walking on the ruins. He had been wandering for a long time since the catastrophe ten years ago.

On the Xiangbo ground, he was slapped away by a big bear and flew for who knows how long before finally landing on this long-lost homeland.

In my mind, the earth is cracking and the grass is filled with sadness. The once peaceful and sacred church instantly turned into ruins, and the statues of gods that were once surrounded by devout prayers were instantly littered with corpses.

"Why do you want to send me back here..."

He Yixian's face was gray as he walked through a patch of green grass, his feet creaking as he accidentally stepped on someone's bones.

In front of him, a broken staircase reached the highest mountain on the island. A brilliant light shone from the top of the mountain. It was the symbol of the Holy Kingdom in the past - Christie's Cathedral, which has now been completely destroyed.

The phantom of the past flashed in He Yixian's eyes. He squinted slightly and slowly walked up the long steps.

Step by step, step by step, I stepped forward.

My teacher was once a nun at Christie's Cathedral. It was she who taught me and my brother the knowledge of medicine, and it was she who made me understand what "god" is.

But in the end, the "god" she believed in disappeared when they were destroyed.

Finally, He Yi Xian reached the top of the mountain.

"This bell..."

He Yixian was stunned for a moment, looking at the big clock in front of him that had fallen to the ground and was covered in dust.

This bell once hung on the top of Christi's Cathedral. It would ring at seven o'clock every day, and the bell would ring throughout the Holy Land.

"You didn't want to be completely destroyed..."

He stroked the big bell with great nostalgia and walked around it.

Suddenly, the steps under his feet stopped.

There is a crack behind this clock.

However, after the crack, a piece of gravel collapsed under the big clock.

Below, there is a huge hollow.

"...!"

Heyi Xian perked up, this is... the basement?

Growing up in the Kingdom of the Holy Religion, Heyi Xian had never heard of any basements in the Kingdom of the Holy Religion.

He swallowed and looked up at the huge bell.

"……lift!"

His expression was determined, even though his body was quite weak, no matter how many days or nights, he would move the clock away.

He thought, maybe this was the reason why Xiong sent him to the Kingdom of Holy Religion?

"The saint said: Follow me. And the land emerged."

"The saint said: Listen to the voice of heaven. Then the light shines down."

"The sound of prayers resounds across the sea, and people are united..."

Moving the big clock was laborious, and every move was a huge challenge for the thin and frail Heyi Xian.

His expression did not waver in the slightest, he kept reciting scriptures in his mouth, and veins popped out on his body.

From day to night, from night to day, there was no food, no sleep. There seemed to be a mysterious voice in Heyi Xian's heart telling him: This is revelation, this is the gospel.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, He Yi Xian was already haggard, his lips were chapped, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Gasping loudly in his throat, the big clock was finally moved halfway, and the entrance to the basement was opened.

"...Gulu."

He Yi Xian swallowed his saliva and stepped towards the darkness step by step.

Gradually leaving the ground, the light is left behind. In the deep and long tunnel, the footsteps of Heyi Xian are recalled repeatedly.

However, on the walls of the corridor, there were countless invisible grooves that constantly distorted the footsteps of Heyi Xian. Finally, in the corridor, what was constantly resounding turned into an anti-complex chanting sound.

"Heavenly Father, please listen to my voice."

"The choice of all things is all life."

"Lost the destiny of this era."

"The children of good and evil will come from far away."

"Be a martyr for all sentient beings."

"Quiet, quiet."

"Pray for the sufferings in the world, pray for all living beings, and believe in the saints!"

"The sacred and forbidden realm, I will be enlightened."

"A song that has been sleeping for eight hundred years."

"The nursery rhyme of liberation or redemption awakens the father."

"..."

He Yixian's eyes were a little confused.

This song...this sacred tune should be a hymn.

However, this hymn was something he had never heard before.

The choir did not sing, and the songs were not recorded.

Moreover, these lyrics are not praising Heavenly Father, the god they believe in. Instead, they are like the self-narration of a believer.

Why do you hear the confessions of believers in a place like this?

In front of He Yi Xian, the long tunnel finally came to an end.

Behind two huge stone doors, a ray of white light shone in from the crack in the door.