**Chapter 13: The Navy Urgently Ends Work! The Evil Celestial Dragons!**
"Is that guy really that strange?"
A look of seriousness flashed through Kong's eyes.
Observation Haki grading is similar to Armament Haki; it can also be divided into three levels.
Categorized by distance: the first level can sense within ten meters of the body, the second level senses up to a thousand meters, and the third level senses up to ten thousand meters.
As individual strength grows, the distance and depth of sensing change.
After surpassing the third level, the peak state of Observation Haki can transcend time and briefly predict the future!
Regardless of whether it is Armament or Observation Haki, Sengoku's cultivation is at the top tier of the second level.
Even he couldn't sense Bai Ye's presence. Even if they searched the entire Navy, those capable of clearly capturing his figure wouldn't exceed the number of fingers on two hands!
Although the combat power Bai Ye displayed was impressive, what made Kong more apprehensive was the mystery he exhibited!
Even Sengoku couldn't perceive Bai Ye face-to-face. What if he took something he shouldn't see...?
Whether it is the Navy or the World Government, both have unspeakable dark sides hidden in the shadows. If those research materials were infiltrated and stolen, it would be a massive blow to them!
"I will handle the World Government side. You go deal with a matter for me."
Kong looked at the people in front of him and finally decided to hand over the work regarding the dark side to Sengoku.
Garp and Zephyr... one is unscrupulous, spending all day in the base cursing the Celestial Dragons as trash. Asking him to do this would likely force the other party to turn against them immediately.
The other is responsible for training newcomers and has significant connections himself; it isn't suitable to continue expanding his authority.
After thinking it over, the jack-of-all-trades Sengoku was the most suitable for these tasks.
A trace of fatigue hung in Sengoku's eyes. He had barely rested after returning from a trip before having to set out again; it was truly wearing.
However, he also knew the nature of his two old friends beside him, so he could only brace himself and agree.
Before leaving, Sengoku suddenly remembered something and paused slightly.
"When I was returning from Whiskey Peak, I encountered a World Government ship on the way. There was a World Noble on board."
"Vice Admiral Onigumo stayed there, responsible for strengthening the guard force for the World Noble. I'm reporting it in advance to request leave for him."
...
A ship resembling a black palace drifted on the sea. The vessel was carved with the symbol of the World Government.
Surrounding the ship were three escorting warships. On the lead ship, a man carried eight military sabers on his back, his expression cold and solemn.
"Onigumo, Lord Charlos is calling for you!"
The Den Den Mushi rang. After connecting, a giggling voice came from the middle.
Vice Admiral Onigumo looked respectful and nodded.
"Yes!"
Inside the black palace, decadent music drifted out.
It seemed a banquet was being held inside. Dozens of people dressed magnificently were kneeling on the ground, each acting out ugly behaviors.
Everyone was doing their utmost, racking their brains to please the high-ranking person.
Like pug dogs wagging their tails and begging for pity in front of their master!
The person sitting in the chief seat was wearing a thick spacesuit with a glass helmet on his head. A large snot bubble hung from his nose, giving him the appearance of someone with incomplete intellectual development.
In his hand, he gripped a chain that split into eight directions. At the ends of the chains were tethered naked young women.
All eight were like wild dogs, kneeling silently on the ground, licking Charlos's shoes.
Seven of them had lost any will to resist, looking intoxicated as if they were hiding the world's most beautiful feast!
As for the last one, her expression was somewhat stiff. Only deep within her eyes lay a buried trace of resentment and fear...
"Lord Charlos, you were looking for me?"
Onigumo walked in from outside the palace and knelt directly on the ground, expressing his respect.
"I heard you can control eight swords at the same time? Like an octopus?"
Charlos sniffled his snot back, then felt uncomfortable, so he took off the helmet and flung the sticky substance directly onto the floor.
Several naked girls pounced on it like beasts smelling a delicacy, extending their tongues to lick it up.
Charlos was accustomed to this action and didn't care at all. He looked at Onigumo with a smile and ordered:
"Perform a bit, make me laugh."
Onigumo looked up in astonishment. A dignified combat Vice Admiral, who had captured thousands of pirates, was being treated like a circus performer?
"What is with that look?"
Charlos felt uncomfortable being looked at like that. His voice changed, becoming extremely cold.
"Twenty lashes!"
A general wearing armor didn't hesitate in the slightest. He stepped forward, holding a long whip with barbs in his hand.
*Whoosh... Snap!*
This general's strength wasn't high; Onigumo could easily kill him with a single slash.
However, facing the lashing whip, Onigumo gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and forcibly suppressed the Haki in his body. He endured the flogging abruptly, not daring to offer the slightest resistance.
Except for some freaks who trained their physical bodies to the peak, ordinary powerhouses focused on Taijutsu and Haki development. By forcibly suppressing himself and not resisting, even a three-year-old child could kill him!
The general showed no mercy. Every lash cut into the flesh, causing blood to flow!
One lash, two lashes...
By the time the twenty lashes had fallen, a layer of reddish-brown blood pool floated on the ground, with bits of minced flesh scattered around.
Only then did Charlos feel satisfied. He casually kicked the naked woman beside him and released one of the chains in his hand.
"You go make him sword dance!"
The girl seemed to have completely turned into a beast. She crawled little by little to Onigumo's side. The pooling blood stained her pure white body red, but the disgusting sticky sensation didn't cause the slightest discomfort on her face.
She raised her hand and brought it down heavily!
*Slap!*
The red five-finger mark wasn't very visible on the face that had been lashed, but the girl said in a hoarse voice:
"The Lord orders you to sword dance!"
The naked girl, stained with gore, slapped the heavily injured Vice Admiral hard. It looked strange and ferocious.
The surrounding people showed no discomfort; instead, they revealed fawning smiles at Charlos one by one.
"As expected of Lord Charlos, the subordinates you've worked hard to train are truly excellent!"
"Such top-quality goods are only fit to lick shoes for Lord Charlos. Truly amazing!"
"That trash Vice Admiral with no tact, why doesn't he perform quickly? Does he want to eat another twenty lashes?!"
Onigumo stood up silently, utilizing the deepest secret of the Six Powers (Rokushiki): Life Return (Seimei Kikan).
Without healing his injuries, he controlled his hair like individual arms, drawing the long swords from his back. They swirled around his body, making him look like a demon.
Charlos's eyes gradually brightened, as if he had seen a treasure, and he clapped his hands laughing loudly.
"Interesting... Interesting..."
...
Fifty nautical miles ahead of the palace, a single-person boat bobbed on the waves.