One Piece: Start as a mythical beast, practice to become stronger

There was a lively and joyful atmosphere on the Moby Dick.

The pirates gathered on the deck, drinking rum and cheering.

Someone just came back from outside with shocking news.

"Dad, Marijoa was blown up!" a pirate shouted excitedly.

"It's really satisfying!" Another pirate said, "I've been fed up with those bastards for a long time, and finally someone did this."

"Those bastards finally got their day, hahaha!"

Other pirates responded.

Edward Newgate, holding his wine bowl, laughed heartily after hearing the news:

"Gula la la la..."

He raised his wine bowl and said proudly:

"This news is indeed good for drinking, let's continue drinking!"

The pirates cheered even louder, as each team reveled in a different area, the air filled with the aroma of alcohol and excitement.

Tiqi mixed in the crowd, with a slight smile on his lips and a complex light flashing in his eyes.

The goal he has always hidden deep in his heart is the Dark-Dark Fruit, which allows him to do anything, even become Whitebeard's son.

He was hugged by a pirate by the shoulders, and the other party laughed:

"Teach, are you used to joining the pirate group these days?"

Tikki rolled his eyes and answered with the same laugh:

"Of course I'm used to it. Everyone is very enthusiastic."

There was a hint of cunning in his smile, but it was hidden so deeply that no one noticed.

At this time, Newgate's voice sounded again, and his eyes swept over the celebrating pirates, his eyes full of pride:

"Gulala, we, the Whitebeard Pirates, are not afraid of any opponent! As long as we have wine and family, we can face any storm with a smile!"

The pirates' cheers reached a climax, and the sound of glasses clinking resounded through the sky.

Teach was in the crowd, his eyes flickering, secretly calculating his next move in his mind.

Although he superficially blended in with the jubilant scene, deep down he knew that his goal was still far away and dangerous.

Of course, at this moment, he, like other pirates, raised his glass, drank to celebrate, and shared this brief joy.

"I can definitely get it, and I must get it!!!"

When he gets those things, the sea will be high enough for fish to leap and the sky will be high enough for birds to fly. He will have control over the world.

Those who are high and mighty now will be stepped under his feet sooner or later!

The sea breeze continued to blow and the banquet was as lively as ever.

......

Chambord Islands.

The atmosphere on the island was so tense that it was suffocating. Almost every corner had been searched countless times.

The members of the Knights of God all had solemn expressions on their faces. They stood on the tree trunks and looked around.

A member lowered his voice and reported: "We have searched this island and the surrounding waters many times, but still can't find any trace of those two people."

"Based on the current situation, it is impossible for those two people to be near this island."

"That person was able to rescue people right under our noses, and it is really hard for us to find out if he wants to leave here."

"..."

The brows of the Knights of God were furrowed and their expressions were anxious.

Everyone can feel the urgency and invisible pressure in the air.

The previous confidence and pride were now replaced by an endless feeling of powerlessness.

The Five Elders stood aside, their faces as gloomy as if a rainstorm was about to occur.

Jaygolucia Satan clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles making a crackling sound, his eyes filled with anger and unwillingness:

"How could this happen? A seriously injured person could disappear without a trace right under our noses!"

Shepard ten Peters said coldly:

"This is definitely not accidental. There must be someone helping them behind the scenes. It is even possible that this incident was premeditated from the beginning. We must find them, otherwise we will become the laughing stock of the whole world!"

"This is our shame and the shame of the entire world government!"

"..."

The members of the Knights of God looked at each other, expressing resentment and anger.

When have they ever felt so aggrieved?

What happened today was something special that they will never forget.

They didn't want to believe that a seriously injured person could escape right under their noses.

There was a tense atmosphere in the air, and the surrounding trees seemed to be under tremendous pressure.

The Knights of God and the Five Elders all understood that the search before them was not just a mission, but also a battle of dignity and power.

"Continue the search! Move all the surrounding naval forces over! Continue to expand the search area! No matter what, we must find them!"

Saint Jaygolucia Satan roared, his voice echoing in the woods with an irresistible majesty.

The Knights of God and the Five Elders dispersed and began another carpet search.

They knew that capturing Jinan was their top priority and they had no time to take care of other things.

As for the escaped slaves, they had already sent out Mary Joa's guards to capture them.

However, the chaos allowed many slaves to escape.

Although the guards tried their best to search, there were always some who slipped through the net.

The slaves had long known that they would be hunted, so they used various methods to hide their tracks and had long since disappeared without a trace.

"The slaves will spread the news of what happened in the holy land. It is not enough to rely on the guards alone."

A member of the Knights of God kicked a stone away in anger.

"We don't have time to worry about those escaped slaves now," Jaygolusia Satan said coldly, "Our first priority is to capture the mysterious man."

The Five Elders knew that only by capturing Jin An could they save their face and regain control of the situation.

They were unwilling to waste any more time on the escaped slaves; such trivial matters were no longer worth their distraction.

As for public opinion, isn't that something that has always been controlled by the world government?

He was confident that he could control the spread of this matter.

The Demon-Slaying Order in hand is the best way for them to shut up the world.

"Concentrate all efforts on hunting down that mysterious man!"

Makas Maz Saint ordered sharply.

"The navy has already started capturing those who escaped!"

Every inch of land and every piece of sea will not be spared.

However, even if they tried their best, the vague uneasiness in their hearts could not be dispelled.

It seemed that there was an invisible force controlling everything, making it impossible for them to find any trace of the mysterious man.

The wind howled on the island, as if telling of their helplessness and anger.

No matter how hard they tried, the mysterious man disappeared from their sight like a ghost.

It has become a pain that they cannot let go of.

...

...