The zombie responsible for the broadcast was surrounded by naval soldiers early on.
At least that's what Akainu saw when he arrived.
Soldiers gathered around the bowed figure, spears in hand, white navy caps drooped, their faces obscured by shadows.
They didn't act.
"Your Excellency Sakaski...is what they said true?"
A navy soldier lowered his head and asked carefully in an extremely suppressed voice.
Those who can be stationed in Mariejoia are themselves the Navy's best-sounding sons from each of the participating countries.
But this broadcast sound so close at hand directly shook their long-held beliefs.
Yes, faith.
For an army that has existed for a long time, faith is an important factor in maintaining cohesion and combat effectiveness.
For the Navy, the justice of top-down order extended from the concept of the Creator is their long-standing belief.
But now, the soldier suddenly realized...
This belief betrayed them.
In other words, this belief has always been just coaxing them.
While coaxing these innocent guys, they stood on top of the world and pooped and peed.
"The other party is an intruder!"
Akainu's cold voice never wavered, just as cool as his lava ability.
"He is also a provocateur of justice. The purpose of everything that clown did was to shake your heart of justice.
And use this to achieve his own dark and invisible purpose! "
He didn't directly answer the question of whether it was true, but instead directly defined Bucky's identity.
Intruders, provocateurs, pirates, criminals...
It is the opposite of justice and their enemy.
So you can’t believe what the other person says.
It is better to directly criticize the other person's identity than to refute the arguments they make.
"But Mr. Sakaski!"
One of the sailors raised his head, uncontrollable tears covering his cheeks.
"Corporal Lipshu, who was at the same time as me, disappeared in this way...
He was also suddenly declared to have defected and became a pirate. "
"That means he betrayed justice."
"No, it's impossible!"
The naval soldier's hand holding the gun trembled tightly.
Then he suddenly turned the gun.
A navy soldier with his gun pointed at the admiral.
"I live in the same dormitory with him. We train together, eat together, and get scolded together every day... I know it very well! He joined the navy for the justice in his heart. He really wants to kill It is absolutely impossible for a pirate to betray you!"
silence.
The silence of other Marines is the greatest support for this behavior.
"Then next question."
On the zombie's chest, the dark-colored phone bug was still relaying Bucky's playful expression.
"About the Void Throne."
"That throne that no one should be able to sit on."
"Is there anyone sitting up there, His Excellency Saint Miklos?"
"I believe you will not be unclear. After all, facts are not as important as life, especially the life of someone with such a noble status as yours, right?"
"I..."
"I know...up there————"
An extremely violent explosion burst out in the silent night sky, covering up all the sounds coming from the radio.
One of Akainu's arms turned into lava with billowing black smoke.
Like a volcano that was already erupting, it submerged the stunned zombie and the dozen or so naval soldiers surrounding it.
This is a terrifying force from nature.
The sticky heat swallowed up the presence of any combustible material.
"You have betrayed justice."
Akainu stepped on the hot lava with a stern look in his eyes.
He never wavered in his absolute justice.
...
...
Gion's Kimpira suddenly stopped halfway through pulling it out.
There is nothing wrong with what she sees, smells, and perceives.
Two phone bugs.
Both are image call bugs, but one is playing and the other is transmitting.
The person facing them was the Tianlong who was smiling foolishly.
The sounds and images they heard were things that had happened in this building before.
"Lord Peach Rabbit, broadcast——"
Before the hurried soldiers had time to finish a sentence, they saw the flash of Jin Pilao's sword.
Two phone bugs who dared to talk about a taboo in the Holy Land were instantly split in half.
The eyes of one of the phone bugs are still playing the recorded video.
A thin man wearing a purple vest put a hand on the Tianlong man's shoulder with a cheerful smile on his face.
Saint Miklos looked extremely horrified.
Facing the direction of the phone bug, he said in a trembling voice:
"That's...Lord Im."
The phone bug was divided into two parts. The light and shadow in its eyes disappeared in just a few blinks.
"You heard and saw nothing, do you understand?"
Gion sheathed the sword, but his elegant and dignified face was extremely cold.
Things about the throne are absolutely taboo.
"Treasure, my treasure!"
Miklos Shenghuan, who had been smiling crazily just now, was startled.
His eyes were bloodshot and his expression was extremely ferocious.
"You destroyed my treasure!"
"Untouchable! Lackey! How dare you destroy my treasure!"
"His Excellency Saint Miklos."
The coldness on Gion's face disappeared, revealing a somewhat gentle smile.
"Something bad happened to you and you need some rest now."
There was a vague fragrance of flowers coming from her body, which made people intoxicated.
"Rest..."
Miklos, who had been arrogant just now, suddenly felt that his eyelids were very heavy.
The pistol he had been holding in his hand couldn't help but lower his head.
"No, no!"
This low hanging seemed to have touched something, and Miklos Saint suddenly became angry again, firing his pistol at the navy people indiscriminately.
"Treasure, my treasure!"
"Rest, you need to rest!"
There was an afterimage of Gion's hand drawing the knife, and several directionless bullets instantly broke into two halves on the blade of Kimpira.
The intoxicating sounds and aromas continued to compete with the emotions in Miklos Saint's mind that were eager to be expressed.
"Rest, yes, rest."
The confrontation seemed to be victorious.
"I'm going to rest."
"How rest should come, I remember, I remember."
Saint Miklos unbuttoned his clothes with a little excitement.
The soft white silk slipped.
His body was packed with explosives.
There is also a grinning clown mask attached to the chest, which seems to be mocking Peach Rabbit's weak posture in the face of the world's nobles.
"Rest is explosion, and explosion is rest!"
"Yes, I remembered it!"
Saint Miklos was about to pat his chest with a comfortable look on his face. The switch was right here, he remembered it.
A good friend specifically told him this.
It's just that he is less than half a meter away from a top swordsman.
A distance that was enough for the swordsman to cut him into hundreds of pieces.
