Who's-Who coldly glanced at the distant battlefield filled with smoke and chaos, his eyes showed no signs of emotion, everything there had nothing to do with him.
His silhouette stretched long in the fading sunset, pink fur stained with blood that shimmered eerily under the light.
Having chosen betrayal, he knew he must see it through to the end—a principle branded into his bones since his days in CP.
This principle was like an razor-sharp blade, severing all paths of retreat and forging his unyielding resolve.
"Next..." Who's-Who's gaze slowly turned toward the Calamities, cold as midwinter frost, devoid of any warmth.
"It's time for you to depart."
His cold voice, echoed across the silent battlefield, sending chills down the spines of those who heard it as he advanced step by step toward the Calamities.
...
Over the waters of the Eternal Divine Kingdom,
The sparkling sea stretched like a vast silver tapestry, rippling gently under the caress of the breeze.
Smoothie stood tall and graceful on the deck of the pirate fleet's flagship, her presence seeming to solidify the very air around her.
At this moment, she led the massive pirate armada, sailing steadily toward the port of the Eternal Divine Kingdom.
The fleet cut through the waves, each warship like a ferocious beast exuding an intimidating aura, while the sea churned and roared against their hulls.
Smoothie tilted her head slightly, narrowing her long eyes as she scrutinized the majestic island ahead with a piercing gaze.
"Extraordinary. Each visit here feels different."
The island resembled a colossal fortress rising from the ocean, emanating an awe-inspiring majesty.
She clearly remembered how drastically it had changed since her last visit.
Looking further down at the lowest floating islands, four had now descended, positioned at the cardinal directions like giant pearls, hovering merely a dozen meters above the sea.
Surrounding them were meticulously constructed ports.
The harbor was vast in scale, fully equipped with structures arranged in an orderly fashion—clearly the result of careful planning and design to host guests from all directions.
Upon these four islands, towering, thick walls had been erected.
The walls soared toward the heavens as if reaching for the sky, their white surfaces gleaming with a metallic sternness under the sunlight, imparting an indestructible impression.
Above the walls, the flags of the Eternal Divine Kingdom fluttered in the sea breeze, their golden stars glittering, proclaiming the nation's crimson will!
Docked within the harbor were dozens of well-equipped warships.
The warships varied in design—some had sleek, elongated hulls, while others appeared immensely thick, resembling mobile steel fortresses.
Atop the highest island, the golden roof of the palace flickered in and out of view amidst the clouds.
Refracting the sunlight, the golden dome emitted a dazzling radiance, like a brilliant star, evoking awe.
The palace seemed to conceal countless secrets and treasures, exuding a mysterious and alluring charm.
"Truly... impressive," Smoothie murmured softly, her voice carrying a barely concealed sense of wonder.
Her slender fingers unconsciously brushed against the sharp longsword at her waist—a trusted weapon that had accompanied her through countless battles, its blade faintly radiating a chilling aura of killing intent.
For this journey, she'd brought the latest blood samples of powerful individuals collected by the Big mom pirates.
These blood samples were carefully stored in exquisite glass vials, each representing a formidable ability and containing boundless potential.
If the transaction with the Eternal Divine Kingdom proceeded smoothly, it would undoubtedly bring a significant boost in strength to the Big Mom Pirates.
At this thought, a glimmer of resolve and anticipation shone in Smoothie's eyes.
...
On the sea, the fleet advanced like a majestic dragon, slowly approaching the shore.
With the heavy splash of anchor chains, the ships finally docked steadily.
On the pier, sunlight poured down unreservedly, bathing everything in a bright glow.
Just then, a figure as massive as a mountain appeared in everyone's line of sight.
It was the Divine Kingdom's envoy, Douglas Bullet.
He stood with his arms crossed, his broad chest resembling a sturdy fortress.
His bronze muscles gleamed with a metallic sheen under the sunlight, each one brimming with immense power, capable of unleashing astonishing energy with the slightest exertion.
His gaze was like two razor-sharp blades, sweeping mercilessly over the assembled crowd, evoking a sense of awe—this was the aura of a true powerhouse!
"Are you the Divine Kingdom's envoy: Douglas Bullet?" a voice cautiously broke the silence.
Bullet turned his head slightly, casting only a brief glance at the speaker.
His eyes radiated arrogance and disdain, as if the other were nothing more than an insignificant ant.
"Big Mom's people?"
With that, he slightly raised his chin, signaling for them to follow, then strode forward with large decisive steps.
Smoothie gracefully leaped off the deck, her movements light and almost soundless as her long legs touched the ground.
In contrast, the officers behind her appeared much more tense—a few even swallowed nervously, beads of sweat gradually forming on their foreheads.
Their eyes betrayed a hint of unease, for they were facing the renowned envoy of the Divine Kingdom.
"I'm Charlotte Smoothie," Smoothie gave a slight, elegant nod, her demeanor poised and dignified. "I represent Mama to discuss matters of cooperation."
Hearing this, Bullet grinned, revealing a row of stark white teeth.
There was no trace of friendliness in that smile, instead, it sent a chill down on everyone's spine.
He cracked his neck, the joints emitting sharp "crack" sounds, as if preparing for the challenges ahead.
"Lord Ron isn't here." Bullet's voice remained low. "However..."
He deliberately paused, his eyes suddenly erupting with terrifying fighting spirit—a burning flame, scorching and fierce, making it impossible to meet his gaze.
"If you wish to discuss a deal, you may stay. All expenses for food, clothing, lodging, and transportation will be covered—" he said slowly, his tone carrying an arrogant condescension.
Yet, his tone shifted abruptly, his gaze sharpening like cold stars flickering in the night sky.
"Of course, the prerequisite is that you prove your worth!"
Before his words faded, Bullet's tall and burly figure vanished from the spot like a ghost!
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