The scorching dragon's breath carried the threat of death, and the searing flames instantly made the air extremely hot.
Deadly flames surged onto the auction stage, and the impact force accompanying the dragon's flames destroyed everything in its path.
Boom!
The moment the flames touched the wall behind the auction stage, the power contained within the dragon's breath exploded, opening a path from here to the outside.
Although its manifestation was close to fire, this dragon's breath was not merely fire; the power it contained was far stronger than fire.
It had no name; Lyley had not yet had time to name the move when she first used it, but this strike significantly quelled the anger in her heart.
Most Zoan ability users become larger after transforming, and Lyley was no exception; her already massive body swelled by two more circles, and her teeth became even sharper.
She casually grabbed a nearby row of seats, and with a slight effort of her hands, Lyley lifted them up and threw them aside.
"Guards! Where are the guards! Come protect me! I have money! All this money is yours!"
"Get out of the way, don't block the path! I am royalty, are you trying to die by blocking my way?!"
In the face of crisis, the ugliness of human nature was fully exposed; the people who had just been waiting for the auction immediately rushed towards the exit, wanting to escape from here first.
But in the chaotic environment, they instead blocked their own escape routes.
People in front tripped, while those behind continued to push forward regardless, and shoes of different sizes stepped on those who had fallen first.
The noisy venue was so loud that the screams of the fallen could not even be heard; the flowing blood soaked their clothes, and the debris on the ground caused more people to slip, leading to a stampede in the auction house.
The pirates, in contrast, became the safer ones here; armed with weapons, they made it impossible for the fleeing guests to approach them.
"These young people nowadays are really something, aren't they? Is it a rare Mythical Zoan? It looks like some kind of dragon."
Roger's expression was very relaxed at the moment; he even had the leisure to evaluate Lyley's performance.
"Hmm, her strength is also excellent.
I remember the doctor mentioned her age.
Shanks, Buggy, you two still need to work harder! A girl even younger than you two is already this strong!"
Buggy and Shanks were currently working together to deal with several heavily armored guards; not everyone could take down a Giant Race member at five or six years old.
Some people's starting point is a goal that others cannot reach in their entire lives.
Although it's cruel, that's the truth.
Buggy and Shanks are both eleven years old this year, four years older than Lyley, but the gap is even larger, in the opposite direction.
If nothing unexpected happens, Lyley could truly beat them from childhood to adulthood, and as they grow, she would continuously make her combat record look even better.
Roger's pace was unhurried, slowly walking towards the auction stage, and no guards or enemies could get close to him.
Anyone with such an idea had already been stopped by other members of the Roger Pirates.
Unless their Captain himself wanted to act, allowing such minor characters to directly attack the Captain would be an insult to them.
"My dear Captain, I think you should be more urgent right now."
Rayleigh kicked away a nearby guard, then urged Roger.
"Don't be so anxious; hasn't the ship's coating already been completed? The Marine won't be here that quickly; we can just dive later."
"That's not what I'm talking about.
If you wait any longer, I'm afraid the item you want will be burned by that girl."
Rayleigh casually pointed to the auction stage; the fire caused by Lyley's dragon's breath was spreading, and its affected area also included the ancient navigation logbook he wanted.
At this point, no one cared what happened to the auction items.
"You should have said so earlier!"
Only then did Roger show some urgency, flashing onto the auction stage and rescuing the navigation logbook from the sea of fire.
As for Lyley, apart from the initial dragon's breath, she did not continue to attack indiscriminately with the purpose of destruction; instead, she went to the backstage area where the slaves were held.
Her logic was clear: random destruction was meaningless apart from venting her dissatisfaction; the slaves captured here were different from those who auctioned them.
"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you.
Does anyone know where the keys to their chains are?"
Lyley could easily tear apart ordinary chains and ropes, but not explosive collars; external force would only cause them to detonate prematurely.
Lyley was naturally not afraid of such things; even if such a bomb exploded in her hand, it would be difficult to cause any effective damage, but these slaves were different.
"On the guard.
He just ran off somewhere..."
"That's troublesome then..."
"Lyley, leave this to me.
You can go handle other matters."
Besides Lyley, Alifa also arrived here, with quite a bit of blood on her hands.
If Lyley's main purpose in breaking in here was to rescue people, then Alifa's main purpose was to kill the villains in her heart.
"Sister Alifa, did you find the keys?"
"No, but I can pick locks."
Saying this, Alifa held up her little finger, and sharp claws popped out, prying open a collar on someone's neck in just a few movements.
"Line up, don't rush, one by one."
Slaves in auction houses usually came from various seas, so it was not surprising for any identity to appear here.
However, from the auction information Alifa found, there were no pirate slaves in today's auction, which was a good thing; at least there was no need to discern everyone's specific situation and then consider the consequences of releasing them.
The explosive collars were opened one by one; some people thanked them and then ran outside, wanting to escape this dangerous place.
But some who regained their freedom still stood dazed, not knowing where they could go.
The Grand Line is extremely dangerous; they were brought by human traffickers from their hometowns to Sabaody Archipelago, but they had no idea how to return or what to do.
"Um... are you pirates? Can I join you? I have strength, I can steer, and I can cook..."
"Me too, I can shoot arrows, and I can manage a garden, cleaning the ship's cabin is also no problem..."
They wanted to find someone to rely on; otherwise, if they just escaped from here, they would probably be caught again soon.
"We are not pirates, but Father, can we take these people with us? It doesn't seem right to leave them here..."
Lyley looked at Oran, who had also come backstage; outside, Roger and his crew had pretty much turned everything upside down, and it was time to prepare to leave.
Oran did not refuse Lyley's suggestion.
Firefly Island currently lacked population, and these people who were sold as slaves and had nowhere to go were a good source of population.
"Of course.
Piltover is a place of inclusion, welcoming everyone who yearns for peace and is willing to work for it."
"Okay, then let's go back quickly.
Just as we agreed before, I'll take everyone back."
The scales on Lyley's body began to increase, gradually covering her human features; before long, a pink giant dragon filled the backstage area.