RNP Chapter 70 Kizaru: As long as enough people betray me, I'm not a traitor.
Chapter 70 Kizaru: As long as enough people betray me, I'm not a traitor.
Chapter 70 Kizaru: As long as enough people betray me, I'm not a traitor.
Mary Geoise, among the flowers.
This is the pinnacle of world power, and an extremely oppressive atmosphere permeates the air.
The little sister Im casually stroked the bounty poster in her hand with her slender fingers.
The names above are those of rising stars who have recently stirred up trouble in the new world.
To her, these people were nothing more than insignificant lights in her rule over history, lights that she could extinguish at will.
However, one person's name was like a nail branded into her chest, making her restless day and night.
"Something terrible has happened! Lord Im! Something horrible has occurred!"
With a piercing scream, Junko, Im's personal attendant, practically tumbled and crawled into the flower room.
The upper half of his face, not covered by bandages, was deathly pale, as if he had seen a ghost.
"Somaz and the others—along with Nasujiro—have been captured by Broly!"
The way he shouted those lines made it sound like he'd stumbled into a scene from Journey to the West.
Upon hearing this, Im dropped the bounty poster in his hand with a "thud".
She whirled around, staring intently at Junzi kneeling on the ground, her voice trembling and strained: "What did you say?"
Junzi didn't dare to look up, remaining prostrate on the ground as he rapidly recounted the tragedy that had just unfolded: "Broly suddenly descended from the sky and stormed into Pangu City. Somaz and the others had no time to react—the rest of the Knights of God didn't dare to stop that monster—in the end, Somaz and the other three were tied up!"
Im's breathing became rapid instantly, and he almost fell to the ground, but fortunately he managed to grab the wall next to him in time.
An uncontrollable rage surged from the depths of her heart. She even wanted to immediately activate the contract power of her Devil Fruit to wipe out all those useless knights of God.
But reason extinguished her impulse like a bucket of ice water.
No—absolutely not.
The current Knights of God are her only shield against Broly.
If they fight amongst themselves now, it will only allow that monster to reap the benefits without lifting a finger.
Moreover, Broly's power has exceeded her comprehension; acting rashly would only hasten the demise of the World Government.
Seeing Lord Im trembling with anger but remaining silent, Junko knelt on the ground, cold sweat streaming down her forehead and soaking her bandages.
After a long silence, Junko's cautious voice finally broke the stillness of the flower-filled room: "Lord Im, what should we do now?"
Im took a deep breath, her chest heaving. She closed her eyes, trying to calm the turmoil within her.
After a long while, she slowly opened her eyes, her gaze turning sinister and cold. She squeezed out a single word through gritted teeth: "Endure."
At this moment, little sister Im is possessed by the Urban Dragon King, enduring!
That's right, there was no choice but to endure it.
According to previous reports from Nasujiro and his team, the CP organization has successfully planted an undercover agent next to Broly.
Given time, we will surely find the monster's weakness. Until then, any impulsive action is fatal.
Moreover, just yesterday, the Five Elders also reported to him the intelligence brought back by Lucci and the others. Whether the number 53 is true or false, it is truly terrifying.
Keep in mind that Broly's rating of Whitebeard was only 180.
Im gazed into the distance, as if he could see through the wall to the figure mocking him. "Broly hasn't come knocking on our door yet. Before that, let them—suffer a little."
Yes, that's very realistic.
You don't know the pain until you get hit yourself.
Meanwhile, 10,000 meters above the ground.
A fierce wind howled past, and the clouds rushed past beneath our feet.
Broly used his aerial acrobatics to traverse the sea of clouds as if taking a leisurely stroll.
One hand was holding a thick rope.
At the other end of the rope were four disheveled figures—Nassuro, Pitt, Vochuli, and Somaz, the acting captain of the Knights of God.
These four once high-ranking power holders, who regarded human life as worthless, are now like four fat pigs waiting to be slaughtered, hanging upside down and swaying in mid-air.
The intense high-altitude wind pressure made it difficult for them to breathe, their faces turned ashen, and their stomachs churned.
But they dared not struggle, for they knew that if they displeased Broly even slightly, a fate worse than death awaited them.
Before long, a huge, glittering pirate ship came into view.
It was the "Gran Tesoro" that Tesoro and his crew were piloting, heading at full speed towards Wano Country.
Tesoro originally intended to name his ship Super Broly.
But Broly dismissed it, saying the name was disgusting.
In the end, he used the name of his future ship, the Gran Tezolo.
However, it is currently just an ordinary large three-gun sailing ship, far from becoming the most luxurious entertainment behemoth in the future world.
"thump!"
With a dull thud, Broly landed steadily on the deck like a god descending from heaven.
The four unfortunate men, bound like dumplings, were slammed onto the hard deck like trash, groaning in pain.
"Long live Lord Broly!"
"Long live Lord Broly!"
More than half a month later, upon seeing this terrifying overlord again, the members, led by Tesoro, erupted in a frenzied cheer.
They stood at attention in perfect unison, their faces beaming with a morbid excitement and adoration. Right hands were raised high in a perfect military salute to Broly, and they shouted at the top of their lungs, "Loyalty! Steadfastness!"
The sound was perfectly synchronized and deafening.
At the other end of the deck, Maz Palace, Satan Palace, and Gringu Palace, still in their anthropomorphized form and tied to the ship's gun rig, stared in disbelief at Nasujuro and the others who had been thrown overboard.
"You—you've been captured too?" Maz Palace's voice was filled with shock and a hint of inexplicable schadenfreude.
When Nasujiro and the other three looked at Gringu and his companions, their eyes practically popped out of their sockets.
After all, we've worked together for over a century, and we know each other very well.
But now, what they see are three "women" who feel both familiar and strange to them.
To be honest, compared to the victims under Ivankov's command who became alluring after being "gender-swapped" in the original work, the changes in Gringu and the other two were not actually that significant.
After all, they are hundreds of years old, with wrinkles all over their faces and loose skin.
The only difference between becoming a man and becoming a woman is that her breasts and hips become fuller; her old face remains the same, full of the vicissitudes of time.
They could almost see their own miserable future, a scene worse than death, and just thinking about it made their scalps tingle.
"You guys, go and end that state first."
Broly sat in the luxurious chair that Tesoro had so eagerly brought over, crossed his legs, took a bite of the fruit Tesoro offered, and spoke casually to the three of them, including Gringu.
Upon hearing this, the three members of the Green Valley were first taken aback, and then their faces showed a mixture of surprise and delight.
They simply couldn't understand why Broly would be so "kind" as to allow them to turn back into men.
Could it be that an even more terrifying hell awaits them?
Seeing the three hesitate, seemingly unable to believe their ears, Broly's eyes flashed with impatience.
He casually spat the grape skins on the ground, his tone laced with threat: "Didn't you hear what I said?"
"Snapped!"
Upon seeing this, Tesoro and the others immediately stepped forward and slapped Gringu across the face without any mercy.
"Lord Broly told you to transform, so hurry up and transform! Stop with the nonsense!"
Tesoro roared with a ferocious expression; to them, every word Broly uttered was a sacred decree.
Without further hesitation, the three of them quickly circulated their Haki to forcibly eliminate the side effects of the Hormone Fruit.
With a strange wriggling motion, their chests and buttocks quickly returned to their original flatness, their Adam's apples reappeared, and their original male characteristics gradually returned.
Watching this scene, Broly suddenly rested his chin on his hand, a thoughtful expression on his face, and muttered to himself in a low voice, but everyone present could hear him clearly: "Speaking of which, in a gender-swapped state, if someone—you know—did that, could they get pregnant?"
Upon hearing this, the five Elders and two members of the Divine Knights present fell silent, cold sweat pouring down their faces and soaking their clothes.
They kept their heads bowed tightly, not daring to even breathe, for fear of becoming the next subject of research.
This problem terrified them more than killing them.
"Alright, I'll stop teasing you guys."
Broly dropped his childlike curiosity and said with a smile that, to the seven, resembled a devil's grin, "I want to play a game with you. If you play well, I'll let you go back."
"Let us go back?"
Upon hearing this, the seven men's expressions changed drastically.
is this real?
Although their hearts were filled with disbelief, they were willing to try as long as there was a glimmer of hope of regaining their freedom.
However, ten minutes later.
After listening to Broly's detailed explanation of the "rules of the game," the seven people who had initially held onto a sliver of hope turned deathly pale, even more so than when they had witnessed the miserable state of Gringu and his companions.
Their bodies trembled violently, their eyes filled with despair and fear.
They thought their previous experiences were already hellishly bizarre, but they never expected Broly's imagination to be so wild. On the other hand, Tesoro and the others, as former slaves of the Celestial Dragons, were all excited with their eyes shining, and some even rubbed their hands together impatiently.
Their minds had long been twisted, and seeing the once high and mighty Celestial Dragons and Five Elders reduced to such a state gave them an unprecedented sense of pleasure.
"Quack! As expected of Lord Broly!"
Tesoro and the others shouted excitedly, their voices trembling with emotion.
"Fantastic! Absolutely fantastic!"
"This is art! This is the ultimate insult to those damned Celestial Dragons!"
"We can't wait to see! Lord Broly, is there anything we can help you with?"
"I'll go through fire and water, Lord Broly!"
The other crew members echoed this sentiment, their faces revealing bloodthirsty smiles.
Ignoring the frenzied cheers around him, Broly turned his gaze back to the seven ashen-faced men and asked with a half-smile, "So? Want to play?"
The Five Elders and the members of the Knights of God looked at each other, their eyes filled with despair.
They knew they had no other choice.
A few seconds later, Greengu took a deep breath and stepped forward.
His face was as pale as snow, his lips trembled, and his eyes were filled with humiliation and resentment.
He glared at Broly through gritted teeth, his voice hoarse as he asked, "If—if we finish this, you really will let us go back?"
"That depends on how well you perform."
Broly crossed his legs, his tone extremely relaxed, "If you behave well, you can leave immediately and do whatever you want. You might even have a chance to hone your skills and come back for revenge. But if you don't behave well—"
At this point, Tesoro and the others behind Broly all revealed malicious smiles.
Before, there weren't enough people for the three of them to play with, and now four more have come. It's like a windfall.
The seven men were deathly pale and their bodies were ice-cold. They then realized that they had no right to bargain with Broly at all.
"Yes—yes."
Sweat beaded on his forehead, and his voice trembled as he said, "But please give us some time. After all, we've never done anything like this before, and we need to—learn a bit—beforehand."
"Hahaha! No problem!" Broly said with a laugh. "I needed some time to prepare anyway."
With that, Broly turned to Tezzolo and instructed, "Contact Morgans; we need his help with this."
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"Understood, sir!" Tesoro replied respectfully, and immediately turned to make the arrangements.
At this moment, in the latter half of the Grand Line, near Fishman Island.
Morgans' World Economic News Agency news ship has just arrived here.
Morgans's small eyes lit up instantly as he saw the flag bearing Broly's name fluttering above Fish-Man Island. His pen flew across his notebook as he muttered, "Headline! Absolutely headline news! Lord Broly's influence has spread all the way to Fish-Man Island! Is he about to establish an empire spanning the four seas?"
Just then, Fisher Tiger walked over with Portgas D. Rouge.
"Mr. Morgans, Rouge and I have decided to stay on Fishman Island. Thank you for taking care of us during this time," Tiger said in a deep voice.
When Broly left the Kingdom of Sorbe, Tiger thought it over carefully and ultimately did not choose to travel on the same ship as Tesoro and the others.
After all, he couldn't get along with Tesoro's twisted personality.
Moreover, the people on that ship, to put it bluntly, were all a bunch of perverts.
Even if Wu himself doesn't care, letting Lu Jiu, a pregnant woman, stay in that kind of environment for too long is not good for her or the baby in her womb.
So Tiger chose to move to Morzius's ship with Rouge, just like the future Princess Vivi and Wapol.
Moss also gave Tiger face, after all, Tiger had once been Brofan's navigator. Although he was said to be disliked by Brofan, no one wanted to offend someone associated with Brofan.
"Ah, I won't see you off any further." Morse waved his hand, his attention still on his newspaper.
Tiger turned to Rouge and said, "I've made arrangements. You can stay here. Fishman Island is located underwater, and the Navy and World Government won't come here unless there's a reason."
Moreover, with Lord Brofan's flag flying here, no foolproof pirate would dare to cause trouble here.
You can safely give birth to your child here.
"Thank you, Mr. Tiger."
Rouge bowed deeply to Tiger, her eyes filled with gratitude. If it weren't for him, she would still be living in fear and trembling on Baterila Island.
Tiger was nothing short of a savior to her and the baby in her womb.
"If you want to thank someone, thank Queen Otohime. That's what she taught me."
Tiger waved his hand, then said as if he had made up his mind, "I've discussed it with Jinbe, and we've decided to form a pirate crew to sail out to explore the future of the Fish-Men. If possible, I also want to save those innocent babies."
Six months have passed since Roger was executed, but the World Government has not stopped capturing pregnant women and newborn babies.
As a fish-man, Tiger hated humans, but he couldn't bear to watch those innocent lives be extinguished.
"You are truly great!" Rouge said with heartfelt admiration.
Tiger smiled, said nothing more, and prepared to say goodbye and leave.
"Pop pop pop!"
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Suddenly, a rapid-fire Den Den Mushi (a type of electric telephone insect) rang.
A newspaper employee, holding a Den Den Mushi (snail phone), rushed to Morse's side and reported, "Master, it's your private call!"
Moyes, who was taking notes, suddenly changed his expression.
Those who knew his private number were all powerful figures who could shake the world with a stomp of their foot. He quickly stopped what he was doing, picked up the phone: "Hello? This is Mo Zhaosi."
The Den Den Mushi's simulated expression instantly turned sinister, and that familiar voice came through the receiver, tinged with a hint of mockery: "Hey, Morse, it's me."
Tiger, who was about to leave nearby, heard this voice and his expression changed drastically.
He could identify the owner of the voice from just one sentence—Gilde Tezzolo, the one he was extremely at odds with!
"Oh? Tesoro? What's up?"
Moyes asked in a calm tone.
Although Tiger and Tesoro don't get along, he actually has a good relationship with Tesoro.
After all, the two of them could be considered Brofan's number one and number two lackeys.
The Den Den Mushi continued mimicking Tesoro's expression, grinning mischievously as it said, "Lord Brofan has a very perfect plan, and he needs you to go to Hyakko."
Then, Tezzolo repeated Brofan's words verbatim.
Tiger, Rouge, Jinbe, Arlong, and the others who rushed over upon hearing the news were so shocked by Tesoro's account that their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets and their mouths were agape enough to fit an egg.
Jinbe broke out in goosebumps all over his body and couldn't help but mutter to himself, "This—this is too—too perverted!"
Standing behind Jinbe, Arlong, whose face was wrapped in bandages and who was missing his nose, was so frightened that he trembled and almost collapsed to the ground.
He suddenly felt incredibly lucky to be missing a nose.
If Brofan had truly been thoroughly angered back then, he probably would have become part of the "Henry" that Tezzolo mentioned long ago.
Compared to that, what's a missing nose?
After hearing these words, Morse trembled all over.
But he wasn't scared; he was trembling with excitement!
His face flushed red, and his eyes gleamed with fanaticism.
"Croak—!!!"
Moyes let out a strange cry and clapped his hands wildly as if he had a manic episode: "As expected of Lord Brofan!"
"Absolutely! Easily! What a perfect plan! What a brilliant idea! Please inform Lord Brofan that this matter is entrusted to me, Moyes! I will certainly bring the best team to share this grand event with everyone in the world!"
Having said that, Moyes, no longer bothering to take notes, immediately began assigning tasks. He shouted to his men, "Men, get to work! Contact the best musical ensembles in the world right now; I want the whole world to witness this magnificent performance!"
Looking at the World News Agency staff who were already in a state of frenzy, Tiger swallowed hard.
As a navigator who had traveled with Brofan for several months, he suddenly realized that he had underestimated the horror of that strange accusation.
Anyone who offends Brofan is practically guaranteed to suffer a fate worse than death.
Then, Tiger turned to look at the dragon missing a nose and said irritably, "You're lucky, kid."
To be honest, when Tiger arrived at Fishman Island yesterday, he heard about the evil dragon's previous actions from Shirley.
He was so angry he almost wanted to strangle the brat.
You think you're some kind of artist? You dare to put yourself on Brofan's head?
Seeing what happened to Kozuki Oden, Tiger felt that Arlong was too lucky.
The dragon lowered its head sheepishly, not daring to answer.
Mary Geoise, Admiralty Meeting Room.
The news of the kidnapping of Somaz, the acting captain of the Knights of God, and three of the Five Elders naturally reached the Navy's ears immediately.
The current Fleet Admiral, Steelbone Kong, immediately summoned all officers of Marineford with the rank of Rear Admiral and above to the meeting room. The atmosphere was so tense it was almost palpable.
"Is everyone here?" Kong Kong glanced around at Yu, his brow furrowed. "Where did Garp go?"
The above is currently the Navy's highest visible combat power, so why isn't he there at a time like this?
Vice Admiral Tsuru said calmly, "It seems that things haven't been peaceful in the South China Sea lately, so he went there to suppress the pirates."
"South China Sea?" Steel Bone Kong frowned even more deeply.
If that guy is going on a long trip, he should go to the East China Sea, why did he go to the South China Sea?
Of course, Kong didn't know that Garp's real purpose for this trip was to find Roger's posthumous child.
However, this trip was destined to be in vain, because Rouge and the child had already been transferred to Fishman Island.
"Let's leave him be for now."
Steelbone let out a breath, crossed his arms, and said in a deep voice, "You all must have heard, right? The remaining three of the Five Elders of Mary Geoise and the acting leader of the Knights of God were kidnapped by Brofan two hours ago."
The meeting room was deathly silent; everyone had their heads down and dared not speak.
"so what?"
A lazy voice suddenly broke the silence.
Kizaru picked at his ear, leaned back in his chair with an indifferent expression, and said, "What can we do besides stare blankly?"
A standard Kizaru-style answer, but it's also a very real and valid point.
Even Im, the little sister, could only endure Brofan's reckless behavior. What could the Navy possibly do?
Moreover, many within the Navy harbored reservations about the Celestial Dragons, and the capture of the remaining Five Elders was something many of them were secretly delighted about.
Kong glared fiercely at Kizaru.
Before changing jobs, he had already cursed this lazybones.
However, Kizaru's escape from Brofan and his subsequent capture of Roswald Saints made him famous and must have boosted the morale of the Navy.
Therefore, Steelbone Kong decided to hold back for the time being.
To be honest, Kizaru's ability to escape from Brofan and even retrieve Roswald's head was completely beyond Kong's expectations.
Could it be that this kid really has some hidden trump card, just like the newspapers say?
Steel Bones scratched his chin.
If it weren't for this guy's extremely decadent personality, he would have wanted to groom him as the next Fleet Admiral.
"Brovan left behind a message before he left," Steelbone Kong said seriously, changing the subject.
"What?" Upon hearing this, Kizaru instantly dropped his lazy expression, his eyes turned serious, and he sat up straight.
Seeing Kizaru's change, Kong nodded in satisfaction. It seems this kid isn't completely hopeless; he can still prioritize things when it matters.
However, what Kong didn't know was that Kizaru was acting so eagerly because he needed to keep track of Brofan's thoughts at all times.
Otherwise, how can this undercover agent continue? What if he can't keep up with the boss's pace and gets abandoned?
Kong didn't keep them in suspense, saying in a deep voice, "He demands that we send the 'TV Den Den Mushi' to Wano Country."
The so-called TV Den Den Mushi was a special Den Den Mushi that the Navy used to broadcast Roger's ceremony.
Unlike the live Den Den Mushi invented by Vegapunk more than 20 years later, which could switch channels, the previous TV Den Den Mushi could only broadcast a single channel.
"Should we send it or not?" Vice Admiral Momonga, who belonged to the dove faction, asked somewhat hesitantly.
He felt this was a huge disgrace to the navy.
"You idiot!"
Vice Admiral Onigumo, a member of the hawkish faction, retorted irritably, "At a time like this, do you still dare to refuse?"
The flying squirrel was also annoyed by being rebuked by Onigumo, but he also realized that he had asked a stupid question.
So he changed the subject, saying, "Then—why not deliver it?"
Upon hearing this, everyone in the meeting room turned their gaze to Kizaru.
After all, this "fat navy hero" had recently escaped from Brofan and brought back a head.
Looking at the entire navy, it seems that only he has the "ability" to deliver goods.
If we send someone else, what if Brofan is in a bad mood and just kills them?
Kizaru's face was dark and ugly.
Goodness, are they treating him like a food delivery driver?
But to be honest, with his yellow outfit and this errand-running job, he really is exactly like a food delivery worker from a certain platform in Brofan's previous world.
"Alright, I'll go," Kizaru said, his face covered in black soot, his tone full of helplessness.
"Splash!"
A burst of enthusiastic applause erupted from the audience. Even Akainu, who was usually stern and unsmiling, showed a hint of appreciation in his eyes and clapped twice.
In his opinion, Polusa Fano was becoming more and more righteous.
It's worth noting that while Kizaru's escape from Brofan's clutches had an element of luck, his courage to face that monster again is still admirable.
Seeing everyone applauding him, Kizaru's expression inexplicably became a little tense.
I was just going to see my boss, why do you act like I did something earth-shattering?
What surprised Kizaru even more was that Sakazuki actually applauded him too.
This was the first time I'd ever seen him show such an appreciative expression towards me.
Kizaru stroked his chin, and a very bold idea suddenly popped into his mind.
It must be a bit lonely to be an undercover agent all by yourself.
Why don't we try to drag Sakazuki into this too?
Anyway, he'd been disliking the World Government for a long time.
And then there's that guy Kuzan.
If enough people betray you, then you haven't really betrayed anyone.
Once I've turned all the naval officers against me, won't the traitors be the Air Marshal and Granny Crane?
And so, Kizaru led his crew with TV Den Den Mushi, while Moyes led his top-notch music team, and the two teams set off for Wano Country in a grand procession.
Oh, no, it should be called "Zhi Shi Er Guo" (脂誓儿国).
Because in the latest newspaper that day, Mozilla had published an exclusive report claiming that Brofan and the Kuja Pirates had successfully taken over Wano Country, and that the name Wano Country would become history, replaced by "Wano Country".
Meanwhile, in a certain sea area along the Grand Line, a large fleet was also secretly moving towards Wano Country.
On the bow of the ship, the huge white-bearded skull flag fluttered in the wind.
It was the Moby Dick from the Whitebeard Pirates.
Marco cautioned, "Izo, don't act rashly. Just follow your father's orders."