An hour earlier, Fisher Tiger had finally climbed the Red Line after overcoming countless hardships.
He leaned back, lying directly at the edge of the cliff.
Tiger had been a slave in Mary Geoise for many years, and he knew very well that this area was a blind spot in the guards' defenses.
After all, there was nothing nearby, and no one would imagine that someone could scale the Red Line with their bare hands.
After recovering some of his strength, Fisher Tiger began the next phase of his plan.
He quietly infiltrated Mary Geoise and headed straight for the slave market.
In the dead of night, only the clanking of armored patrols echoed through the slave market.
Tiger chose this place as his first target because, compared to the coliseum and the Celestial Dragons' estates, the guards here were relatively weaker.
At the same time, due to the slave market's location at the edge of the Holy Land, both the response time of the guards and CP agents would be slower if something happened.
Moreover, the slave market in Mary Geoise usually held high-quality slaves.
Among them were many individuals with considerable strength or even equipped with full gear just like Mandy, who had once been displayed with complete equipment.
Tiger flipped over the wall with agility, landing silently.
In the first second, he crushed the throat of the nearest guard.
In the second second, he threw a ring of keys to the nearest slave a burly young giant.
In the third second, he hurled a torch at the silk canopy, and flames instantly devoured the price tags.
"Unlock the shackles and lead everyone east!" Tiger roared at the stunned giant, his voice overpowering the crackling flames.
Without wasting another moment, he rushed toward the guardroom and smashed the alarm system's main switch with a single punch.
Several guards raised their guns, but Tiger had already vanished from their blind spots.
In the next instant, their spines shattered under the shockwave of Fish-Man Karate.
The slaves did not hesitate
The giant youth hoisted two children, the long-arm tribe woman smashed cages with iron chains, the Mink tribe shattered display glass… They surged like a torrent toward the eastern passage, while Tiger remained at the rear, ensuring no one was left behind.
Fire?
The buildings of Mary Geoise possessed exceptional fire resistance, and strange incidents were not uncommon in the Holy Land.
At first, the rising smoke was not taken seriously many assumed it was merely an accidental fire, or perhaps a Celestial Dragon indulging in some whim.
It wasn't until a violent explosion occurred visible even from Black's estate that the guards finally realized something was wrong.
But by then, Tiger had already led the first wave of escaping slaves into the coliseum.
The slaves still alive there were battle-hardened fighters, their overall strength far exceeding those from the market.
Although the number of guards was greater
First, reinforcements from other areas were still rushing toward the slave market.
Second, Tiger was no longer alone.
The coliseum guards had only just received a vague alert.
"The market might be on fire send someone to check."
But now, they had no such chance.
Tiger kicked open the cages of the wild beasts, releasing lions, tigers, and other creatures into chaos.
Meanwhile, the slaves with him seized keys and began unlocking the shackles of gladiators one after another.
As for CP0?
They were still mobilizing.
Both the slave market and the coliseum were located near the outskirts of Mary Geoise it would take time for CP to arrive.
Moreover, a portion of their forces had to remain behind to protect the Celestial Dragons' residences.
By the time they arrived, the coliseum had already descended into full-scale rebellion.
Not all slaves chose to follow Fisher Tiger.
Some trusted only their own strength, some fled in panic, while others half-mad from years of torment sought only chaos… In short, dozens of slaves surged onto the moving walkway of Mary Geoise.
Following that route, they arrived near the Celestial Dragons' residential district.
Although CP0 detected them immediately and moved to intercept
Among these slaves were many who had mastered two forms of Haki. Combined with their numbers and the constant influx of reinforcements, cracks quickly formed in CP's defensive line.
Boom!
Ten slaves smashed open the side door of Saint Rosward's residence.
Hearing the noise, Rosward turned his head, instantly furious:
"You filthy vermin! How dare you damage my door?!"
He pulled out a pistol:
"I will have all of you turned back into slaves!"
The slaves: ???
We just escaped and you still want to enslave us again?
No more words were needed.
They rushed him.
The enraged slaves, having lost all fear and reverence, tackled Rosward to the ground and began beating him mercilessly.
"Wretches!"
Bang!
"You dare!"
Bang!
"I will!"
Bang!
Rosward's screams echoed in agony.
Watching this scene from afar with Observation Haki, Black couldn't help but laugh:
"Celestial Dragons really do have remarkable physical endurance… still shouting like that after such a beating."
By the time the guards realized the severity of the situation, the outer perimeter of Mary Geoise had already become a sea of flames.
"Quick! Notify the Marines!"
"The Holy Land has been invaded! Tell Marineford to send reinforcements immediately!"
A CP agent shouted into a transponder snail.
But it was already too late
At the outer edge, Fisher Tiger had already completed the first stage of his plan.
With a single punch, he shattered a connecting bridge, attempting to delay the guards and buy time for more slaves to escape.
Just then
"A mere inferior race dares to run rampant in the Holy Land?!"
"To offend the descendants of the gods is a crime punishable by death!"
"Divine Execution: Radiant Slash!"
Whoosh!
A blood-red slash tore through the air toward Tiger, carrying immense force and producing explosive sonic booms.
If struck head-on, even Tiger's physique would not allow him to stand again for some time.
Clang!
A long blade intercepted the attack, shattering the slash midair.
Saint Figarland Garling frowned as he stared at the man who had appeared before Fisher Tiger, veins bulging on his forehead:
"Christopher… you again!"
His voice grew colder:
"This is the third time…"
Garling's gaze sharpened like a blade:
"The third time you've blocked my strike for these beasts."
Christopher held his sword horizontally before him, the blade reflecting the fleeing slaves in the distance:
"You finally learned to count? Seems even 'gods' can manage basic arithmetic."
"What exactly are you plotting?"
Fisher Tiger stepped back, creating distance between himself and the two.
His Fish-Man Karate stance was directed at Garling, yet his eyes remained locked on Christopher:
"A Celestial Dragon saving slaves… is this some new kind of twisted game?"