"very good."
Mod looked at the zombies of different sizes in front of him, and nodded with satisfaction.
Ignoring the screams and curses from the prisoners coming from the cell, Maude turned and looked at Maghe.
"Thanks for your hard work."
"Well."
Magellan was slightly speechless, always feeling that there was something in Maud's words.
In addition, this sentence "Thank you for your hard work" is what he often says to his subordinates.
When I heard Maud say this, I couldn't help but feel a little strange.
Without thinking much, Magellan said solemnly: "It's your duty, there's nothing hard or not."
Maude smiled.
Is that where the responsibility lies...
In this extremely cold place, he was monitored for seven or eight hours without blinking an eyelid.
All we can say is that this is the warden of Impel.
Magellan glanced at the prisoners who had turned into zombie warriors from the corner of his eye, and said simply: "Now that the business is settled, please leave Impel as soon as possible."
"It's natural."
The flying squirrel nodded.
Subsequently,
Under Magellan's all-round arrangements without any blind spots, Maude, Flying Squirrel, and 600 zombie warriors successfully walked out of Impel.
There were less than four days left before the public execution.
Time is running out.
Maude and his party quickly boarded the warship, weighed anchor and rushed to the navy headquarters.
Advance to the city gate.
Magellan and Domino watched the warship go away.
After the warship gradually disappeared from sight, Magellan seemed to have thought of something and asked strangely: "Why haven't you seen Hannibal?"
"this… "
Domino hesitated to speak.
It can’t be said that Deputy Warden Hannibal, who had always hated pirates, originally wanted to use his position to humiliate Maud, but was killed instead. He should be autistic somewhere, right
... ... ...
With the help of the turbulent sea currents of the triangular vortex, the warship sails at high speed on the sea.
At this speed, it would take about a day to get from Impel to Marineland.
When the warship arrives in Marinefando, the navy will conduct some simple strength tests on the zombie army.
Only in this way can the value of the zombie army's combat power in the war be maximized.
No matter how Sengoku wants to arrange this zombie team, Mod is indifferent.
Anyway,
He has already obtained half of the experience points on the fifth level of Impel. After that, as long as the war above begins to heat up, these shadows residing in the corpse will eventually become his experience points one by one.
Moreover, when the experience value is fed back to the body, some physical strength and injuries can be restored.
In other words, the group of zombie warriors about to be sent to the battlefield are not only the experience points temporarily stored by Mod, but also a group of walking physical recovery agents.
This is a secret unknown to outsiders.
In order to prepare for the top war, Mod has prepared as many trump cards as possible.
Just wait until the time comes to reveal them one by one.
“The returns on this trip were good, but far from what was expected.”
In the cabin, Maude was lying on the sofa near the window, quietly looking at the blue sea outside the circular cabin window.
"Sure enough, the higher the star rating, the better the quality of the prey."
"If the 'number of pages' is not limited, there is no need to consider the quality."
"Anyway, there are a lot of quality prey on top, and it's worth splurging on pages."
"I just don't know... how much profit Whitebeard can bring."
The closer it was to the start of the war on the summit, the more Moder looked forward to it.
His current strength has reached at least a billion levels.
The group of pirates in Impel Prison with a bounty of over 100 million on their heads can no longer bring significant benefits to Mod.
But in the final analysis, it is still because the number of pages in the hunter's notebook is limited.
Therefore, before harvesting the prisoners on the fifth floor, Maud could not write down too detailed information in his notes. At most, he could only write down their names and specialties.
As a result, the revenue conversion rate will naturally not be much higher.
If it weren't for the large enough quantity and the effortless effort it took to get them, Maud would probably be disappointed.
As far as the results go, Maude is already satisfied.
after all,
The six hundred zombie warriors brought out of Impel Prison can not only serve as experience harvesters in the war on the top, but can also play a role as logistical supplies.
That will greatly improve his fault tolerance rate in top battles.
The most regrettable thing is that there are no capable prisoners among the prisoners on the fifth floor.
But it is most likely that the Navy, in order to prevent the Devil Fruit in prisoners from reborn somewhere in the world, had already excluded prisoners with Devil Fruit abilities before delivering the fifth-level prisoners to Mod.
This common-sense arrangement actually caused Mod to miss out on the Devil Fruit ability proficiency, which required the highest level.
Anyway,
As long as we can successfully get Whitebeard's head...
Physical fitness and sword skills are secondary.
What is truly priceless is Whitebeard's domineering skills that he has honed over most of his life, as well as his proficiency in Devil Fruits.
... ... ...
time flies.
Under the attention of countless eyes, the day of public execution finally arrived.
As the countdown to execution time began, Malinfando stood ready.
Chapter 56: Mod fired the first shot of the war
There are still three hours left before the public execution—
Around the world, countless people are watching the upcoming public execution with solemn attention through various phone bug devices.
"There are only three hours left, and Whitebeard hasn't appeared yet..."
"Do you think Whitebeard will go? Although he is Whitebeard, he is still quite old."
"Who knows..."
"It's been years since I've seen Whitebeard make any noise on the sea."
"He is already a washed-up pirate."
"There's nothing to worry about. Have you ever seen the Navy Headquarters lose a battle?"
"Hey, don't compare Whitebeard to ordinary old men."
"Even children know how scary Whitebeard is, so don't be too optimistic."
Similar debates are taking place all over the world.
Chambord Islands.
The square was crowded with people.
Three huge screens hanging in mid-air were playing Marinevando in real time.
Through the images that switch from time to time on the screen, you can see the crescent-shaped harbor and the entire island, surrounded by 50 heavyweight warships.
On the shore of Crescent Moon Harbor, countless heavy cannons were set up.
The firepower is enough to make the regular pirate group despair, as if the navy is showing a message to the Whitebeard Pirates - come here!
And just behind these countless heavy cannons, what can be seen are the five Shichibukai standing at the forefront of the army and holding the key to some of the battle situations.
"Mod the sly spear!"
"Tenyasha Doflamingo!"
"Tyrant Bartholomew Bear!"
"Pirate Queen Hancock!"
"The world's strongest swordsman, Hawkeye Mihawk!"
"Shichibukai... only five came?"
People's eyes focused on the five figures at the front of the military formation, as if they saw a high wall standing on the harbor that was more reassuring than countless heavy cannons.
Looking beyond the high wall of the Shichibukai, you will see a flat and wide square.
All the famous navies summoned from all over the world, a total of one hundred thousand elites, are distributed in various locations in the square.
The most eye-catching among them are undoubtedly the giant lieutenant generals who are more than ten meters tall.
They were like door gods, standing guard in front of the execution platform which was a little higher than them.
On the execution platform, kneeling was a man covered in wounds—the captain of the second team of the Whitebeard Pirates, Fire Fist Ace!
"Two more hours."
At the bottom of the screen, countless people looked at Fire Fist Ace on the execution platform and looked forward to it.
Reporters and photographers who flocked from all over the world were highly focused and watched every move of the public execution through the screen broadcast.
Their main responsibility is not only to report the situation to the world as quickly as possible, but also to shoulder the important task of spreading the public image data to the entire world in the shortest time.
Malinvando.
All imaginable forces of justice have gathered in the square in front of the execution platform.
When the execution was approaching, the surveillance ship sent out by the navy was like a stone sinking in the sea, without any response.
Due to the inability to obtain witness information about the Whitebeard Pirates, the atmosphere in Marinevando became even more tense as the countdown to execution time began.
No one knows when or where the Whitebeard Pirates will come.
The only thing that is certain is that the Whitebeard Pirates will definitely come!
because,
On this sea, no one knows that the Whitebeard Pirates will hunt down those who harm their friends to the ends of the earth.
One hundred thousand elites gathered in the square, but it was so quiet that no sound was made.
There was a solemn atmosphere in the air.
"Ta-ta-"
A burst of footsteps came from the high platform below the execution platform. In this quiet square where you could hear a pin drop, it was like a stone falling into the water, causing many splashes.
The marines standing in line looked up at the high platform.
"It's the generals!"
In the eyes of all the navy, three tall figures, one red, one white, and one yellow, were reflected.
The three generals, Akainu, Aoki, and Kizaru, came to the high platform and sat directly on the armchairs that had been placed in advance.
The highest combat power of the three naval headquarters is the last line of defense before the execution platform!