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when!
Ghost Shark tapped Alice on the head, saying with exasperation, "Idiot! Isn't it common knowledge that there are eight Shichibukai?!"
Common sense?
Ain and Alice both fell silent...
With the deal settled, Specter was about to board the ship when he glanced back at Laboon, who was in a great mood, and couldn't help but feel a mischievous urge.
"Hey, Rabbe, I told you guys about Brook, are we friends now?"
"Boom~"
Rab opened his mouth happily, his eyes wide open, and he smiled like a child.
"Well, my friend, we're leaving soon, and we don't know when we'll see each other again. How about this, as a testament to our friendship?"
Before he finished speaking, Ghost Shark vanished from the spot, only to reappear a moment later in front of Laboon, now holding a paintbrush and oil paints.
A bad feeling suddenly flashed through Crocus's mind.
"Do not..."
The ghost shark dipped its paintbrush in paint and splattered it across Lab's forehead like ink splashes, creating beautiful waves as the colorful paint splashed onto the sea surface.
In just a short while, the pattern in front of him was almost complete.
Looking at the symbol on Laboon's forehead, the Navy exclaimed that it was a new beacon of justice, while Crocus's face turned as black as coal.
Then, a neat white flag appeared above Raab's head, centered on the ground, bearing the navy's wrench and seagull symbol.
.
Below the symbol are the letters MARINE, and directly below those letters are the elegantly written characters for 'justice'.
Just thinking about squatting here with Labu every day...
Oh no, there's a traitor among the pirates.
I'm really not a navy officer!
"Yes, this is our promise." Specter ruffled Laboon's hair and said solemnly, "When we return to headquarters, that will be the day we meet again!"
After saying that, he led a group of naval personnel onto the ship.
Suddenly, Crocus asked, "Are you going to the Western Sea to garrison?"
"Yes, we're going to Full Moon Island."
“Round Moon Island? A wicked land?” Crocus shook his head, turned and went into the house. “A very strong guy went there a few days ago. Be careful, don’t die there.”
A very strong guy?
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After bidding farewell to Crocus, the Deepsea crossed the Reverse Mountain and docked at the nearest port.
“Colonel Ghost Shark, this is Crescent Moon Island.” Haiya walked up to the girl, saluted, and pulled out a map. “The bay we are standing on now is called Lone Star Bay.”
A full moon and a lone star?
The name is quite nice.
Ghost Shark was about to praise the name selection when a sea breeze suddenly blew by, her expression changed, and she turned to look at the village not far away, where black smoke was billowing.
"Fire and blood."
Specter was the first to react to the aura. The Navy also turned around, their expressions turning serious.
hum!
The ghost shark's eyes flashed red, and its Observation Haki enveloped the entire island, stopping even the breeze.
"This number... pirates outnumber the local residents? Are you kidding me! It's completely turned into a pirate's lair!"
Damn it, the first step in revitalizing Round Moon Island is facing the problem of insufficient population.
The girl sighed, continued to sense, and her expression turned puzzled again. "But overall, their auras are all shockingly weak, each one looks like they have a bounty of just over 20 million."
"Indeed, if I closed my eyes, I would have thought I was on an island in the East China Sea."
The second strongest fighter, Ain, also activated her Observation Haki. Hers wasn't as large as Specter's, but it could barely cover most of the island.
But that's enough. The strongest being on this island isn't even as powerful as Krieg, the overlord of the East Sea.
Weak, too weak.
But the Western Sea is no weak sea. Crossing the Calm Belt leads to the New World, the homeland of many powerful beings.
"Besides the pirates, there are also some strong individuals with balanced auras, all wielding the same type of weapon, indicating they are well-trained."
“It could be a nearby naval colleague,” Ghost Shark crushed the Pocky in his hand and scattered it into the sea. “It could also be a gang.”
"Let's disembark," Ghost Shark commanded as he walked to the ship's side.
Before he finished speaking, Liu Yedao pressed a button next to him, and the steel gangway automatically unfolded.
After leaving some people to guard the ship and Dr. Tsukimi, the Navy followed behind Specter and disembarked one by one.
"Ain".
Ghost Shark said in a deep voice, "Take some men and find out the situation on this island: pirates, gangs, navy, and civilians. Get a general idea first."
"Roger that!" Ain nodded, then called Haiya and Muse, and they split up to proceed in three directions.
"By the way, feel free to contact me anytime via Den Den Mushi."
Ghost Shark gave a word of advice, and Crocus's advice stuck in her mind. Although she could sense that there were no particularly powerful enemies according to her Observation Haki, she still couldn't let her guard down.
Upon hearing this, Ain and the other two nodded. One of them took a Den Den Mushi from the ship and then disappeared from Specter's sight.
“Alice,” Ghost Shark said, looking towards the village ahead, “lead the medical team and prepare for rescue operations.”
"Received!" Alice, Lancet, and the others immediately took out their medical kits and followed behind the girl.
Lone Star Village, a remote fishing village on the outskirts of Round Moon Island, is supposedly far less attractive to pirates than the island's towns.
Of course, this excludes places like this where the entire island has become a pirate paradise.
As the ghost shark walked along, the lark patiently explained things to it.
As they drew closer, dark bloodstains became visible on the ground ahead. The village was littered with garbage, bottles, severed limbs, and women's tattered clothes.
Most of the surrounding buildings were charred and dilapidated, and the occasional crackling of burning wood masked the faint cries of anguish.
"Go and save them quickly!"
Ghost Shark waved her hand, about to ask someone about the situation, but then she suddenly froze, staring intently at something hanging on the windowsill of the tavern building.
"Ah! Colonel, that person looks like Sadako from the manga!"
Lark was almost scared to tears and instinctively locked himself behind Ghost Shark.
“No, that was just a dead woman.” Ghost Shark’s voice turned calm, and his gaze lowered.
The woman dressed as a signboard girl was hanging on the windowsill, her long, withered hair swaying in the wind, her face wrinkled and chapped from the heat, bleeding from her seven orifices, looking like a resentful demon.
In the girl's perception, the woman in the tavern was naked from the waist down...
He died in utter humiliation amidst a futile struggle.
"You pirates, you keep pushing my limits of patience..."
Ghost Shark sighed, then noticed the presence of a living person in the dilapidated wooden house not far away. He flashed and appeared in front of the person.
Before he could even say hello, the old man in the patched hemp clothes seemed startled and backed away with a frightened expression.
"Don't be afraid, I'm from the Navy." Specter took a step forward, but the man sweated profusely and took several steps back, remaining silent.
Seeing this, the girl simply stopped and turned to leave without looking back.
No need to ask, the answer is obvious: the navy is probably among those who harm civilians.
Otherwise, like this
Why would civilians look at an island that has never had a navy stationed there as if it were a pirate?
"Anyway, let's get to work first." Specter walked up to the Marines, spread her wings and took flight. "Everyone except the medical team, come with me."
After saying that, he took a capsule from the pocket of the cloak of justice and flicked it.
click!
The moment the black and white capsule landed, it automatically unfolded and transformed into a square platform with railings.
Then the girl stretched out her right hand, and countless blood bats surged out from it, directly lifting up the square platform. After the marines all got on, they followed the figure of the Specter Shark and flew into the distance.
......
Mead Town is the central town of Crescent Moon Island. It was originally a well-known commercial town in the West Sea. Thanks to its convenient transportation, commercial activities here have become increasingly concentrated, and the town has become extremely prosperous.
However, with the outbreak of civil war in the Kingdom of Gazo, Meadow Town, lacking the support of the government's military force, quickly became a paradise for pirates.
In this desolate town, the sounds of gunfire and burning became the dominant melody.
A pirate slashed down a nearby marine with a single blow, then disdainfully stepped on the man's head, his face contorted in a ferocious expression.
"Are you guys born in the Year of the Dog? You chased me all the way from the Grand Line to the West Blue, I'm so moved I could clap my hands."
"Exactly! If it weren't for that big order, we would have wiped you out halfway there." Another pirate chuckled maliciously.
boom!
Suddenly, bursts of flame engulfed the two men, and in a matter of moments, the two pirate leaders vanished into nothingness amidst the raging flames, their cries of agony echoing through the air.
"Hey, don't get too cocky just because you defeated a few Marines." A burly man suddenly appeared behind the two, stopped firing his flamethrower, and grinned.
"Vice Admiral Doro..." Beside him, Iska punched a pirate who was trying to ambush him, and looked at the houses that were engulfed in flames, and couldn't help but shudder.
Memories as heavy and dark as those found tens of thousands of miles underwater inevitably surfaced in my mind.
"Isn't this a bit inappropriate?" she asked hesitantly.
"Don't worry, Iska." A playful smile flashed across Doro's face. "The Navy's flames are for justice; this is the price to pay for eradicating pirates."
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"Was the fire in Lonely Star Bay village also righteous?"
"Idiot! Of course it's righteous! Those pirates who bully villagers deserve a miserable death!"
Dolo laughed smugly.
Then, he paused, startled. The sound didn't seem to be coming from Iska's direction. He turned his head and saw a girl with pink hair looking up at the sky.
He looked up as well. Above him, the familiar white-haired navy man and his group stood on strange equipment, coldly looking down.
He is Colonel Ghost Shark, the base commander of Crescent Moon Island!
"Oh, it's Ghost Shark! It's been a long time. Your speech has always impressed me."
To be honest, Doro really liked Specter. Although he was nominally a dove, he was actually a hawk, and Doro admired his ruthless attitude towards pirates.
Most importantly, this woman is clearly the pillar of the next generation, attracting the attention of all the high-ranking officials, making it impossible for someone on the edge of power to help her get acquainted with him.
"What I mean is, you should say those nice words to the civilians you burned to death."
Ghost Shark slowly pulled out a circular saw from the orca backpack that Lancelot had handed him.
"Heh, so you also want to hunt down the Mad Itachi Pirates?"
The cold mockery dampened Doro's initial joy, so he simply picked up the flamethrower and continued making the pirate skewers.
"The Navy has sent reinforcements, and it's that legendary Specter Shark! Captain Mike, what should we do?" a pirate captain exclaimed in panic.
"Shut up! I'm not blind, I can see!"
A man wearing a purple cloak, with three arms and two long beards, squinted.
That woman was his target for this trip.
According to the plan, he had now transformed into a whirlwind and chopped off the man's head.
But who knew that as soon as they entered this damned island, their strength suddenly dropped by more than half, and now they could only run away with their tails between their legs in the face of this despicable lieutenant general.
"Don't panic!" Mad Weasel Mike tried to remain calm, crossing his club, halberd, and axe together. With a clang, a grayish-brown slash shot straight towards the square platform in the sky.
“No one can escape my Kamaitachi Slash. These officers are mine. Now, you go up and meet the enemy.”