Pirate: I'm not the King of the Sea, so don't mess with me.

Zenia and Rayleigh attracted a lot of attention as soon as they appeared on the surrounding wall.

Rayleigh was holding someone in his arms, sitting cross-legged on the surrounding wall as if no one else was around.

When the navy near the wall saw them, they quickly raised their guns nervously, as if they wanted to shoot but did not dare to act rashly.

Reilly glanced over and suddenly smiled: "Don't be so nervous, we don't plan to do anything."

The navy man holding his gun nervously said:...

You all sat on the surrounding wall openly, you tell me what you didn't plan to do?

Do you believe it yourself?

Looking at the tangled expressions of the navy, Rayleigh, who probably guessed what they were thinking, sighed: "In order to avoid being disturbed, I'm afraid I can only let you sleep for a while."

As soon as he finished speaking, an invisible wave spread from Rayleigh's body.

The marines who had been prepared just now rolled their eyes and fainted.

Below, the navy and pirates who saw this scene said: ...It smells of domineering without any martial ethics.

Zheniya, who was nestled in his arms, rested her little head on his shoulder, as if she was completely unaware of the situation around her or the sight of her gaze.

She raised her head and focused her eyes on the soul floating quietly in the air.

The pale yellow souls lined up in an orderly manner, as if they were dolls waiting for their master to give orders.

Satisfied with this batch of temporary contracted soul slaves, she nodded her head: "Then let's get started!"

Hearing this, Lei Li lowered his eyes and looked at Zenia.

Zheniya curled her aqua-blue hair with her fingers and said with a smile: "I don't want to waste my precious life. I have to rescue people as soon as possible."

Riley raised the corners of his mouth and asked with a smile: "Aren't you afraid that the boy won't go back with us?"

Zenia tilted her head and thought for a while: "Then we can defeat the Whitebeard Pirates together and take them as prisoners. Is that okay?"

Reilly chuckled: "That's a good idea."

Below, everyone in the Whitebeard Pirates said: ...Hey, don’t act like there’s no one around and say you want to defeat us! We can hear it.

Zenia didn't care how they felt when they heard it.

Compared to twenty-five or six years ago, the Whitebeard Pirates are no longer the same Whitebeard Pirates, and Whitebeard is no longer the young and powerful Whitebeard.

Roger Nissan, who is in his prime and has been kept in peak condition due to the effect of pure gold, let alone an old white beard, has no problem letting him overthrow the entire Marineford.

Thinking of this, Zheniya turned to look at Roger below, and asked with a smile: "Nissan, is it okay?"

Roger put his knife on his shoulder and laughed loudly when he heard this: "If that kid doesn't come back with us, I'll do as you say."

Whitebeard curled his lips with a look of disgust on his face: "Roger, after so many years, my strength has not improved, but my ability to tell lies has improved a lot."

Roger smiled: "Are you exaggerating? Newgate, you will know if you try it?"

The third party in the three-party confrontation - the navy: ...If I remember correctly, this is Marinevando! What nonsense are these pirates talking about? When our navy doesn't exist?

Veins popped up on Sengoku's forehead: "You two bastards, you have to have a limit when you ignore others! Protrude (艹三艹)"

Roger laughed outright: "What? Do your navy also want to get involved in our pirates' grudges? Warring States."

Warring States was choked hard, and then he cursed regardless of his image (╬▔ Dan▔)╯: "Have you forgotten that your son is still in the hands of our navy, you bastard?"

Roger blinked, then scratched the back of his head innocently, and said with a smile: "Ah, I'm sorry, I almost forgot if you didn't mention it."

Navy & Pirates & Revolutionary Army: ...Hey, you're not here to save people, you're here specifically to fight, right?

Jabba and the others had long been accustomed to their captain's unreliability.

Some people were even in a good mood and explained to the nearby navy, pirates and revolutionary army with a helpless shrug: "Boss, he has always been like this, but... well~ As long as I defeat you, that boy Ace will not be in any danger. "

Confidence is boundless!

Is this the confidence and calmness of One Piece's friends?

Garp: "Hahaha, you are still the same as before, making you want to beat you up."

Roger: "Speaking of this, I haven't even settled the accounts with you, an old man. How come my son has become your grandson?"

Garp: "It's okay if you want to call me dad, hahahaha."

Roger & Zenia: "Whose father are you?"

Garp scratched the back of his head in distress: "Ah, I forgot, that stinky girl is still here, hahaha!"

Ace on the execution platform listened to the content of the argument below:...

I always felt that this execution, which should have been extremely heavy, became weird because of the addition of a certain person.

Also, when did I say I was leaving with you? What the hell are you doing to defeat dad's fleet if I don't go with you? Have you asked me, the client, for his opinion?

Obviously, at the center of the execution, Ace's thoughts really don't matter.

In front of the Pirate King and one of the Four Emperors, the fledgling Fire Fist Ace would just... be like that!

The older generation has nothing left to say.

We just had a few arguments. Obviously, arguing can't change the situation, so the fight must continue.

Soon, Garp, Roger, Whitebeard and Sengoku fought again.

However, compared to the lineups of Garp vs. Roger and Sengoku vs. Whitebeard at the beginning, the confrontation now is much more chaotic.

Often, as soon as Roger on the front foot finished fighting Garp, he turned around and faced Whitebeard's shock-wave-covered fist. Behind him, there was a Sengoku preparing for a sneak attack.

Well, it's three against one now?

Zenia looked at it for a while, suddenly frowned, and complained to Reilly with a somewhat dissatisfied tone: "Damn it, they all bullied Roger Nissan. How can he be a good man three against one?"

Reilly still kept a slight smile, not worried at all: "He can handle it."

"Even if you can handle it, it's easy to suffer~"

"No, not to mention that we have few people. We can't let them use human wave tactics to consume us."

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his little hand, and the tens of thousands of souls who had received the instructions seemed to be injected with power. Their pupils were lit up red, and they moved instantly, twisting and flying towards the battlefield below.

Zenia leaned into Rayleigh's arms, her tone weak and slightly naughty: "sa~ You must treat your former comrades and companions well~"

The cold air that comes like a wave invades the soul of every living person.

It was a coldness that spread to the soul, so cold that people's teeth chattered unconsciously.

The soul phalanx above the head is like the Sword of Damocles. As soon as it appeared, many people speculated on their combat power.

Now that he is moving, he naturally attracts the attention of many people.

"what is that?"

"Coming down! Coming down!"

"What are those? Ghosts?"

"Who knows what is coming out of that door?"

"Is it the fruit ability? I think we should be more careful."

However, people who are still in the mood to complain at this moment never imagined that those souls who have never shown any aggression since they appeared are actually compatriots and friends in the past?