The arrival of the God's Knights added a new layer of tension to the already charged atmosphere. Among the Marines, whispers began to circulate about the implications of their presence. Even the Seven Warlords, who typically carried themselves with arrogance and disdain for authority, exchanged uneasy glances.
On the deck of the flagship, Fleet Admiral Sengoku stood with Tsuru and Garp. His usually calm demeanor was replaced with a scowl as he observed the ship of the God's Knights docking beside theirs.
"Those self-righteous 'Knights' had to step in," Sengoku muttered, his voice laced with frustration. "It's not like we needed their interference."
Garp, still munching on his rice crackers, chuckled. "You know these brainwashed fools are obedient dogs of their masters, now that a lot of them are captured how can they sit still?."
Tsuru sighed, keeping her gaze on the approaching figures. "This is bigger than just reclaiming the Admirals now. They'll use this to make an example of the Night Monarch."
"Humph, if this Max can capture our Admirals alone what these God Knights can even do about him" Sengoku snorted as he said.
As the God's Knights stepped onto the platform, their leader, a tall and imposing figure clad in gold-trimmed black armor, looked directly at Sengoku. His voice was calm but commanding. "Fleet Admiral Sengoku. This situation has escalated beyond the authority of the Marines. The World Government has taken direct control."
Sengoku's jaw tightened, but he nodded curtly. "Understood."
Meanwhile, aboard Max's ship, the mood was far less tense. The crew had gathered on the deck to watch the massive fleet assembling before them.
"Looks like they've brought out all the big guns this time," Gwen remarked, leaning casually against the railing. She gestured toward the God's Knights with a smirk. "Those guys look like they're trying too hard."
"It's good, we can kill them all in one go" Bullet cracked his neck as he said.
Max stood at the bow, arms crossed, his aura exuding confidence. His piercing eyes scanned the horizon, taking in the sheer number of ships, the ranks of Marines, the Seven Warlords, and now the God's Knights.
"Let them come," Max said, his voice calm yet full of authority. "The more they throw at us, the more we'll take from them. Today, the world will witness the fall of their so-called gods."
"And kill all the World Government bastards, among the Seven Warlords Boa Hancock, Jinbe, Kuma and Mihawk leave them as for Doflamigo and Moria kill them"
His crew nodded in agreement, their resolve unwavering. Max turned to his crew, his grin widening.
"Prepare yourselves. It's time to show the world the true power of the Night Monarch and his crew."
"Let the Sword of Judgment fall on them," Max declared, his crew nodding in agreement.
Soon, their ships docked at Grove 13 of the Sabaody Archipelago. As they disembarked, the Marine and World Government forces stood opposite Max's crew, the tension thick in the air. Max took a few steps forward, surveying the gathered forces with an amused smirk.
"Hmm, I remember only calling the Marines. What are the World Government dogs doing here?" Max asked playfully, his tone mocking as his gaze shifted to the CP0 agents.
"You bastard! Release the Gods! Don't you know they are the descendants of the creators? How dare you blemish them—" one of the buff CP0 agents began to shout before Max killed one Celestial Dragon with a flick of his hand.
The agent crumpled to the ground instantly, lifeless.
"They look human to me," Max said nonchalantly, "pathetic ones at that."
The other CP0 agents froze, their eyes darting to the fallen Celestial Dragon. Their leader stepped forward, fury radiating from his every movement. "You! How dare you—!" He started to lunge but stopped mid-stride as Max raised a single hand.
"Take another step, and I'll send another one of your precious 'Gods' to meet the creator they worship," Max warned, his tone cold and commanding. The CP0 leader halted, fists clenched, his breathing heavy with suppressed rage.
Max smiled darkly. "Let's make a deal. Give me 100 Devil Fruits for each Celestial Dragon, and I'll consider letting them live."
The CP0 leader's eyes widened in disbelief. "A hundred per person?! That's outrageous!" he shouted, his voice almost cracking under the weight of the demand.
"Then feel free to decline," Max replied with a shrug, his grin widening. "But let me warn you—if you don't meet my price, the next Celestial Dragon to fall will be auctioned off. I'm sure the underworld would love to bid on your so-called gods."
The mention of an auction sent a shiver through the gathered forces. The Celestial Dragons' faces turned pale, their arrogance now replaced with terror. Morgans, watching from a safe distance and still broadcasting the entire scene, muttered to himself, "This guy really knows how to stir the pot. This will be the story of the century."
The CP0 leader hesitated, turning to the God's Knights for guidance. One of them stepped forward, his golden armor gleaming as he spoke with a measured tone. "We will need time to procure that many Devil Fruits. Even for the World Government, this is no small request."
"You have three days," Max said flatly. "Fail to deliver, and the consequences will be… entertaining."
"then I guess, it's now Marine turn" Max said as he looked at Sengoku.
"My Devil Fruits" He said as Sengoku nodded, coming with three Devil Fruits "they are Logia, Amber , Ash and Blood fruit"
Max nodded as he took it and then kicked the three Admirals back to him, "happy Trading" he said as Akainu now freed and United with others roared " lets kill them"
At one side CP 0 looked at him as he said "you Dog, the Gods are still there, do you want to endanger them??" he asked as Akainu just clenched his fist and didn't said anything.
"He is right we can't afford to fight them with Celestial Dragons as his captive" Sengoku said as he ordered Marine to just standby.
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