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Chapter 609: The Five Elders' Special Task Force, Reporting for Duty!
Chapter 609: The Five Elders' Special Task Force, Reporting for Duty!
Sagel didn't care about destroying Mary Joa; he was indifferent to whether it was the Navy Admiral or the Five Elders coming to stop him. If he couldn't destroy Mary Joa, it didn't matter, but the aftermath of the battle would definitely destroy the Celestial Dragons living there.
Having a base has its pros and cons. The advantage is stable development and increased influence, but the downside is a fixed weakness; once struck, all is lost.
But the issue was that Sagel wasn't afraid to start over; at worst, he would rebuild, and if everything was destroyed, he would dive into the vast Four Seas and start anew!
If it weren't for his crew's lack of strength back then, he wouldn't have even ventured into the Grand Line. Now, with sufficient strength and crew, it's more profitable to start over in the Four Seas.
He could afford the cost, but the Celestial Dragons clearly couldn't.
"Does that make sense?"
Satan slightly narrowed his eyes, and the spider legs on his lower body suddenly turned into an afterimage and fell forward. At the same time, he glared ahead, and the unique sense of restraint and suppression filled everyone present.
Renetia's body stiffened, Moriah's pupils constricted, and Beckapank was even more restrained and couldn't move.
The spider leg, falling like a long hair, was piercing down from above Beckapank, trying to impale him.
But just at that moment, a black and red flash of light shot up from below, swallowing the spider leg, and then a tornado rose within the black and red flash, blowing towards Satan's massive body.
The tornado stopped briefly, revealing Sagel's body, which had spun at high speed and then stopped, just in time to kick Satan's face.
Bang!!
Satan's massive body flew open, smashing into numerous buildings in the rear, all the way to the coastline, where he collided with a docked warship, causing it to collapse and raise a huge cloud of dust.
"Satan-sama!"
Many Navy soldiers cried out in shock, but some didn't dare move because they were familiar with the guy in mid-air, and he wasn't someone they could handle.
However, some stubborn ones didn't care and raised their guns, aiming at the figure in mid-air and pulling the trigger.
Bang, bang, bang!
The lead bullets, infused with Haki, struck Sagel's body, but not even a spark could be seen.
In this form, ordinary lead bullets, even with Haki, couldn't harm Sagel.
"You guys are really annoying."
Sagel, floating in mid-air, curled his lips in disdain. His legs bounced in the air, and he stretched out one hand with his five fingers spread. With just a wave of his hand, a black wind rushed down fiercely.
A horizontal Haki slash! The Navy soldiers covered by the 'Black Wind' first froze in their movements, and then their bodies abruptly swelled and exploded into clouds of blood.
Sagel's Haki intensity was completely different from when he escaped from Impel Down! The group of Navy soldiers directly in front of Sagel all exploded into blood mist, their blood covering the entire ground and frightening the surrounding Navy soldiers into retreating.
"No one is allowed to retreat! Attack! Keep attacking!"
Dobson, who was nearby commanding and surrounding the warship, raised his blade and roared at those around him: "The Navy doesn't retreat from pirates! How can you retreat? If you do this, how can you call yourselves Navy soldiers!"
After saying that, he slashed down a Navy soldier who was trying to escape from his side, "No retreating! Go and wear him down! Even a Yonko can't escape unscathed from numerous attacks!"
That was the truth!
On the vast sea, there was no possibility of overwhelming strength. With ten thousand elite Navy soldiers attacking together, even an Emperor of the Sea would have to retreat. There was still a chance for the ants to kill the elephant on this sea.
It was like the Summit War; as a Yonko, Whitebeard would also be slashed by some Navy soldiers during the group attack or left with a gunshot wound.
Even a little damage, as long as it caused injury, was enough. Eventually, they could grind someone to death.
"Dobson?"
Sagel used Geppou to bounce in the air and sneered at him:
"It's been a long time. You should know the gap between us. Wasting lives like this... Are you trying to show off in front of your master? Why bother? No matter how much you show off, you won't be promoted to Admiral. You're not strong enough."
"Shut up! The Five Elders are the most noble people in the world, the maintainers of order. How can you allow yourself to be defiled? We Navy soldiers will never let you defile Satan-sama! Today, we will eliminate you, the most evil person in history, right here!"
Dobson aimed his sword at Sagel, his face full of malice.
There was no sign of cowardice or flattery. The Navy soldiers who had reached the Rear Admiral level, or rather, elite Rear Admirals like Dobson, were either ruthless or kind-hearted, but none of them lacked determination. They mostly trusted in their own sense of justice.
Sometimes, willpower alone is not enough.
Sagel raised his hand, gathering his Haki, and was about to send Dobson on his way when the smoke beside the warship dissipated, and Satan's deep voice echoed.
"Enough, everyone back off. All personnel, return to the warship and activate the Devil's Claws. Everything on this island must be eradicated."
Satan's body emitted black smoke like dark flames, and under the cover of the smoke, his spider leg and facial wounds healed rapidly. His towering figure stared at Sagel, who was bouncing in the air.
"Well, if we're going to be enemies, I'll let you die here today. It's a pity, a hero like you has actually contributed to the world balance. Once you're dead, the New World will fall into chaos again."
In the eyes of the World Government, Sagel's actions were intolerable—killing kings, slaying D.R., and fearlessly plundering, even with his current territory, he forced the kings of the allied nations to compromise.
No matter what he did, as long as he didn't shake the foundation, no one cared. Even now, with the New World's first half under his control, what if he truly became the sole Emperor of the New World? The Vinsmoke Family had conquered the North Sea long ago.
In the end, it was just a part of history, not affecting stability.
Of course, it was also because Sagel was strong, so strong that dealing with him would require an unbearable price, which was why it had been dragged out until now.
But since he was truly seeking death, using some of that price wasn't impossible.
Even if it meant letting them all reach the ground and engaging in a battle that would be very humiliating for them.
"The Devil's Claws?"
Beckapank suddenly spoke up, "Are you going to destroy this island?! Satan, this is the crystallization of technology! If you destroy it, the world's technology will regress by at least a century!"
"We're not interested in progress, Beckapank. We're only interested in balance and stability."
Satan turned to Beckapank, "I'm a scientist too. Whether there's progress or not, it makes no difference to the people of the sea."
"Hahaha, just as I suspected, you're the kind of people I imagined."
Sagel burst into laughter, "Hey, old man! The World Government won't use you, but I can. I don't need you to create powerful weapons. If you can improve the people's livelihood, I'll let you do as you please in Ohara!"
"For me, those are the steps to fulfill my desires! Follow me, and I'll take you back to Ohara! It's just an island; when we get there, I'll let you have free rein in my royal city!"
"Ohara, the City of Worldly Desires?"
Beckapank, upon hearing this, actually started pondering seriously.
He was an extremely intelligent person, though somewhat emotional, but not lacking in rationality, so he wasn't hesitant.
Since Eggyard couldn't be protected and the World Government was determined to eradicate him, changing his place of residence was an option to consider.
The Calamity Pirates were powerful, and they could allow him to conduct his research peacefully, but...
"In that case, many people will die."
Beckapank pursed his lips and shook his head, "If the lives of those at sea are lost because of me, then it's too..."
"Don't be so naive!"
Sagel's shout interrupted their conversation. In the air, he pointed at Satan with a sinister smile, "People die at sea all the time. What can you do about it? Do you think that by dying, you can save the lives of those at sea? You don't have that qualification! Look at them, look at these people. They're like us; for the sake of ruling, they can easily destroy an island. By catering to the D.R.'s preferences and expanding the World Government's sphere of influence, there can be countless 'Valleys of the Gods'. Whether you live or die, people are dying at sea!"
"Then, why not utilize your strengths and leave something behind for the world!"
Sagel raised his thumb, pointing at himself, "Just like me, everyone knows that a normal human's lifespan is a century, and a powerful one can live over a hundred years, but in the end, death awaits. However, before I die, I can leave my mark on this world according to my will! That won't be erased; my spirit will forever exist in the hearts of everyone within my territory!"
Not a single mistake, a shot, an inner, a content, a 169, a book, a look!
"To some extent."
Sagel turned to Satan, "I can live forever, unlike you!"
Willpower can be passed down, and this kind of inheritance is even more alluring than the passing of life.
Just like what Sagel is doing now, isn't this also a form of passing down willpower?
Liberation?
Exploitation?
He wasn't particularly interested in these propositions. All he did was ensure a stable and lasting win-win situation while maximizing his own interests.
A win-win situation that would make him renowned for eternity!
"Is that so?"
Beckapank hesitated for a moment before shaking his head and chuckling.
He had studied the Calamity, or rather, he had researched every single Emperor of the Seas.
Apart from uncovering history and the inevitability of pirates' existence, he also wanted to understand what these great pirates truly desired through these discoveries.
Including Roger.
The Pirate King sought the simplest of adventures. With his ability to 'hear the voices of all things,' he left behind the key to unlocking the world's secrets in his final moments.
Lorkas, on the other hand, desired to rule the world.
After him, Whitebeard was a purer pirate, driven by his youthful experiences to create a safe and harmonious haven where his family could live without fear and be protected.
Big Mom wanted to establish a republic of all races, where equality reigned and everyone could sit at the same table and share meals.
Kaido, on the other hand, was discontent with the inherent nobility of the aristocracy and sought to bring them down through force and war, reestablishing his status through combat.
Red-Haired Shanks seemed to be driven by a certain mission.
Marshall D. Teach inherited Lorkas' ambition, and the Crossgong was formed with a common goal in mind.
As for the Calamity...
What he did in Ohara was actually commendable. Despite being a pirate, he created a nation where people could live and work in harmony, fostering the greatest vitality on the high seas.
It was not about technology but the human heart.
Not to mention, those who worked under him knew they deserved fair pay, vacations, and a fulfilling life.
Those who engaged in business under his command also understood the importance of paying taxes and taking responsibility for those who contributed to his success! Even if Sagel were to die one day, there would come a time when someone with the same determination and formidable strength would rise, recreate the Calamity Pirates, and rebuild Ohara!
He truly left an indelible mark on the world.
Such a profound understanding of the world was befitting of someone from the Scholar's Island.
"Ah..."
Beckapank sighed, made a decision, and patted the apple-shaped hat on his head. "Originally, I thought I would wait until after my death to reveal this, but I believe the world needs to know the truth. I want them to understand that whether I live or die is insignificant now; Eggyard will likely not be able to hold on."
The pat seemed to activate a switch, and a giant holographic screen appeared above the cloud layer, displaying a recording.
"Hello, everyone."
The recorded Beckapank greeted with a smile, "Anyway, by the time this recording is released, either I'll be dead, or something else will have happened, and the outcome won't be pretty. I am Beckapank, a scientist, and I want to share with you the world we live in and the history of the seas."
"This recording will be broadcast from various Marine bases around the world. Those with Dengra_rl can watch the video, and those without can listen to the broadcast."
"Beckapank!"
Satan roared, "What are you doing?!"
"I just want people to know the truth. There's no need for you to be afraid. I'm not questioning your legitimacy. In fact, with your sense of order, you should be the least afraid. The World Government has contributed to the seas, and the distinction between justice and evil is irrelevant to me. What matters is the truth."
As Beckapank spoke, the recording on the screen accelerated.
Perhaps because he was still alive, some of the build-up was unnecessary, and it fast-forwarded to the main part of the narrative.
"First of all, I don't believe anyone on the high seas can be labeled as 'good' or 'evil' because it's meaningless. Everyone has their own stance and their own idea of what constitutes justice. So, this isn't about morality; perhaps everyone has their reasons."
"Let me get to the point. This world will sink into the sea!"
"Beckapank!!"
Satan's eyes widened, and black smoke billowed around him. Four enormous black pentagrams identical to the one he arrived with appeared nearby, and within them, massive shadows materialized.
"Oh?"
(End of Chapter)
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