Upon hearing the command from the CP-0 agent, the Fake Straw Hat Pirates froze, their eyes widening in shock.
"Huh!? They want us to do something this vicious? Are they insane? If we get caught, we are finished!"
"Fake Shirogai" Barack stared at the masked man seated calmly before them, his voice trembling. The man sipped his tea as if discussing something trivial, not mass slaughter.
"Sir… if we do this, will there even be a place left for us in this world?"
"Hoo…"
The CP-0 agent gently blew across the surface of his teacup, then glanced at Barack with a faint smile hidden beneath his mask.
"Oh? Do you have objections?"
"No, none!"
Barack shook his head rapidly, sweat pouring down his face. The killing intent behind that calm tone was unmistakable. Refusal meant death, and he had no intention of gambling his life.
"But… we already separated from the pirates we deceived," Barack added cautiously. "If they start suspecting our identity…"
The CP-0 agent chuckled softly.
"A minor issue. Just say you released your Devil Fruit ability from afar to avoid harming them. Tell them you even forced Admiral Cero to retreat. They will believe it."
"Drove off an Admiral?"
Barack's shock deepened.
"That is correct. I will arrange for Admiral Cero to withdraw from this region. The rest is up to your imagination. Just remember one thing… you must complete the task."
A chilling smile flickered in the man's eyes.
"Kill as many people as possible in the name of God King Shirogai. If you succeed, your contribution will be immense. My superiors are generous, they can grant anything you desire."
Gulp.
The imposters exchanged glances, greed quietly rising in their hearts.
Barack had already guessed it. This man had to be connected to the Celestial Dragons.
"Then… can I become one of them?" Barack asked, his voice filled with greed and desperation.
The masked man let out a low laugh.
"Of course. Anything is possible."
"Good!"
Barack clenched his fists, his expression turning fierce.
"Then leave it to us! We will complete it no matter what. It is only slaughter… entire nations if necessary!"
"Very well."
Before his words even faded, the CP-0 agent vanished without a trace.
Silence filled the room.
The imposters looked around in fear, unable to sense any presence. Only the steaming teacup remained, proof that everything had truly happened.
"Boss… do we really have to do this?"
"Fake Zoro" Wangarang hesitated.
Click.
A gun was suddenly aimed at his head.
"Shut up if you want to live!"
Barack's eyes were bloodshot as he snarled.
"Idiot! Whether we like it or not, we have no choice! That is CP-0, the shadow force of the Celestial Dragons. If we go against them…"
His voice dropped as cold sweat ran down his back.
"We will lose our heads before we even realize it."
No one dared to speak.
"Boss… he is gone, right…"
"Fake Luffy" Difei asked nervously.
A faint laugh echoed from nowhere.
"Hehe…"
Everyone stiffened instantly, their scalps tingling.
"If you want to survive, then do exactly as he said," Barack whispered, his body trembling.
"We are already trapped in something far beyond us."
The order was simple, yet horrifying.
Under the banner of God King Shirogai, they were to massacre everything in their path. Villages, cities, entire nations. Blood would follow wherever they went.
As for treasure, it was theirs to take.
…
Malt Kingdom.
A quiet village in a land famous for producing malt sugar.
Smack! Smack!
Five children hurled stones at a lone skeleton working in the fields.
"Hey! Cursed skeleton! Stay away from us!"
"If not for you and that sick girl, pirates would never have come here!"
"Exactly! Ever since you showed up, everything went wrong!"
"Get out of our village, you cursed undead!"
"Yohoho, such energetic children."
The skeleton, dressed in ragged farming clothes and wearing a worn Straw Hat, continued tilling the soil with calm diligence. Stones struck his bones, yet he showed no anger, only a gentle smile. It was as if he had long grown used to such treatment.
There was only one skeleton like this in the world.
Soul King Brook.
"Damn it! Just leave already!"
"Hmph! Hmph!!"
From a distance, a young girl in patched clothes ran forward, fury burning in her eyes. Beside her was a small pink pig, equally enraged.
"Stop bullying my dad! You are all the worst!"
She swung her wooden stick, striking at the children without hesitation.
The pig charged forward with surprising force, slamming into one of them.
"Ouch! Waaaah!"
The child fell hard, clutching his backside as tears filled his eyes.
"The sick girl is here!"
"And her filthy pig too!"
"Run! If you get close, you will catch her illness!"
"Stay away! Virus devil!"
The group scattered in panic, as if fleeing from something terrifying.
"If you are so brave, then do not run!" the girl shouted, chasing after them. "Fatty, bite them!"
The pig chased them off until they were far away.
Panting heavily, the girl finally stopped, tossing her stick aside as she glared at the fleeing figures.
"You are the sick ones! Your whole families are sick!"
She stuck out her tongue defiantly.
"Blech! Blech! Blech!"
"Hmph! Hmph!"
The pig jumped beside her, turning its rear toward the distant children and letting out a series of loud, obnoxious farts.
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