"Morrie, this way!"
Bullets imbued with Armament Haki pierced through the chests of the CP0 warriors one after another.
Seeing the other side showing a look of fear and starting to fight and retreat, Vivian rushed behind him, waved his hand, and shouted to Mori and others: "Take all the slaves here!"
“Here it comes!”
Mori, who was just below the road, let out a muffled yell, then broke out of the ground, picked up a little girl who was about eleven or twelve years old, and then jumped back into the pit.
On the side, many revolutionary soldiers who had followed Vivian in immediately followed suit, taking the slaves who had collapsed on the ground with them, and one after another entered the pits dug by Mori and quickly evacuated to the dock.
Only Vivian still stayed there to cover the retreat. The sniper rifle in his hand was like the death knell in the hand of the god of death. Every time it sounded, one person would become a dead soul.
Therefore, after just a few minutes, no one dared to approach him. All the guards and CP0 fighters fled in the opposite direction as if they had seen a ghost.
"Hmm... only more than fifty people were rescued in total?"
Glancing down at the slave's body riddled with bullet holes, Vivian couldn't help but sigh again and said, "After all, you're still a little late..."
But no matter what, after today, even if the Celestial Dragons are not exterminated, they will surely not be as rampant as before, right
Thinking of this, he was about to continue searching for the remaining slaves in the ruins of this large town covering thousands of square kilometers, but at this moment, Omar, covered in blood, suddenly jumped out from not far away.
After seeing Vivian's figure clearly, he was stunned for a moment, and then the expression on his face immediately changed to surprise.
"Brother Vivian!"
He shouted excitedly, but as soon as he finished shouting, he immediately realized something and quickly changed his words: "Brother Larven, you finally showed up!"
"Omar, what happened? Are you hurt?"
Vivian glanced at Omar who was running towards her and saw that his body was covered in blood, so she asked.
"No...no, this blood belongs to someone else."
Omar swallowed the saliva in his mouth, looked up and narrated to Vivian breathlessly: "It was Saint Musgarud. He fought with CP0 to rescue the slaves!"
"CP0?"
Vivian seemed a little surprised when she heard this.
He wondered, were these people from CP0 so bold as to attack the Celestial Dragons
"Take me there quickly." Vivian said.
"Um!"
Omar nodded heavily, then turned around and led Vivian to run madly in the direction they came from.
However, when they passed by a plain, they both caught a glimpse of a large number of corpses piled together out of the corner of their eyes.
"This is?"
Vivian slowly stopped.
Just looking at the pile of corpses, almost all of them had been burned into charcoal by the fire of unknown intensity. When the wind blew slightly, the charcoal residue was lifted into the air and then disappeared without a trace.
Omar, who saw this scene, also looked at Vivian, stopped, and looked at the direction where the wind was blowing in a daze. He opened his mouth and muttered to himself: "Is that... a soldier from our revolutionary army?"
"Um.."
Unlike the charred corpse, Vivian glanced at the revolutionary flag that was still intact and stuck on the ground. He moved his lips a little and finally uttered these words: "They... must want to ride the wind and return to their hometown quickly."
...
"What a fierce battle."
The dragon stood on top of the red earth continent, with its feet stepping on the magma.
But the strange thing is that his feet and shoes were not melted by the scorching heat. Instead, they seemed to be walking on flat ground, and he felt relaxed and comfortable.
"Especially Vivian... If Yinm or Karp hadn't taken action personally, I'm sure no one would have been able to stop him, right?"
He muttered to himself.
But Yin Mu...
Since this guy has already promised me, he shouldn't act on his own at this critical juncture, right
While he was thinking, a young man in a white robe floated over the red earth continent like a ghost. Just like a dragon, he stepped lightly on the surface of the magma. He looked at the other person and said expressionlessly, "Monkey D. Dragon, you led me into a trap."
"Heh, Yinmu, from the time I set up the trap to the time you fell into it, everything seemed too smooth. I wonder if there is a possibility that... you don't care about your descendants at all?"
Long looked down at the group of Celestial Dragons who were fleeing in panic under the protection of CP0 and the navy. Somehow, he uttered such an incredible statement.
"Don't you care..."
Yin Mu couldn't help laughing when he heard these three words.
How could he possibly care about that bunch of trash
After going through more than 800 years of history and surviving to this day, the only person he cared about from the very beginning was himself.
"Is our bet still working?"
Changing the subject, Long looked at Yin Mu and asked.
"I am a man who always keeps my word." Yin Mu put away his smile and returned to his previous cold and calm appearance.
Of course he kept his word.
In this world, there is no one who keeps his word more than him.
He said whoever he wanted to kill would definitely die.
Including Monkey D. Dragon who is standing here today.
"If our Revolutionary Army defeats the World Government, then from now on, you will need to abandon your identity as a Celestial Dragon and never appear in the eyes of the world again.
"On the other hand...if I lose, I will personally hand you what you need, and then commit suicide in front of the media."
As Long spoke, he took off the green hood on his head and cast his gaze once again towards the ruined battlefield below that seemed to have no end.
"Do you think you can win, Monkey D. Dragon?" Yin asked.
"certainly."
Long nodded, his face full of confidence.
And his confidence does not come from anyone, but from his own son, Monkey D. Luffy, and Admiral Thunder, who is in the navy but seems incompatible with this organization.
"I believe that the person who loses this bet today will be you, Yinmu."
"Then I'll wait and see."
After the words were spoken, the air became silent again.
As if they had reached some kind of agreement, the two of them stood motionless on the edge of the cliff, like scarecrows, quietly watching the battle below.
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