Sneak Into Mariejois And Kill Celestial Dragons

Arias knew that a balance was necessary—sometimes a harsh approach, sometimes a soft one. This strategy would be beneficial when dealing with the revolutionary army in the future. He wanted to avoid creating a direct conflict.

"Where are you heading next?" Arias asked.

Long pondered for a moment before replying, "After what happened in Logue Town, it's too risky to stay in East Blue. We're planning to move to West Blue."

"In that case, head to the Kingdom of Ilusia. There's a restaurant there—ask for the owner, Jennifer, and she'll handle the bounty for you. I'll inform her in advance," Arias suggested.

"Now, show me to a room where I can rest. Drop me off when we reach the next island," Arias added.

Reluctantly, Ivankov led Arias to an empty room. Once inside, Arias sat cross-legged on the bed and focused his attention on the puppet he controlled remotely.

This was the moment he'd been waiting for, the culmination of all his efforts.

The puppet was now on the Red Line, standing before a towering peak—the location of Mariejois, the sacred land of the Celestial Dragons.

"Time is running out, I must act quickly," the puppet muttered, guiding the ship to stop at the Sabaody Archipelago. While Monet and the others trained, Arias used his puppet to stealthily ascend the peak, blending into the earth to avoid detection by the Celestial Dragons' guards.

Meanwhile, at Marineford, Admiral Sengoku was in a state of shock. He had just received a report from Ghost Spider—two Vice Admirals were killed, and one was gravely injured during an encounter with the revolutionary army. The injured was none other than his old friend, Garp, the Marine hero.

To make matters worse, Sengoku had also learned that the leader of the revolutionary army was Garp's own son, the former Marine prodigy, Monkey D. Dragon.

"Dragon leads the revolutionary army, and Garp was severely injured while pursuing him? How did this happen?" Sengoku's mind raced with questions.

"And when did the revolutionary army acquire the power of the Op-Op Fruit? Could they have been responsible for Rosinante's death too?" Sengoku felt overwhelmed.

"The seas are becoming increasingly unstable," he mused.

First, the treasure vaults of three kingdoms were raided. Then, the world government ordered a strict investigation, stretching Marine resources thin. Now, the revolutionary army had resurfaced, killing two Vice Admirals. On top of that, red-haired Shanks, a pirate nearing Whitebeard's strength, was becoming a growing threat.

Sengoku sighed, feeling the weight of his responsibilities. He hadn't even assumed the position of Marine Marshal yet, and already the world was in turmoil. Could he really manage all of this once he took command?

Kong, however, remained calm, sipping his tea and reading the newspaper as if unaffected by the chaos around him.

"Believe in yourself, Sengoku," Kong advised, seemingly unfazed by the situation.

Determined to save Garp, Sengoku dispatched the best medical team available to treat him en route. The journey from Logue Town to Marineford was long, and Sengoku feared Garp might not survive without immediate care.

Back on the Red Line, the puppet emerged from the earth, gazing at the magnificent city of Mariejois, guarded by Celestial Dragons. With a smirk, the puppet blended back into the ground and reappeared inside the city.

"So much for the 'most heavily defended' place," Arias thought, recalling how even Sabo had once infiltrated the sacred land. The supposed invincibility of Mariejois was nothing more than a façade.

Wandering through the city, the puppet encountered Celestial Dragons dressed in their extravagant robes. Arias entered a luxurious villa where a grotesquely fat Celestial Dragon was engaged in vile acts with several women, unaware of the puppet's presence.

The puppet swiftly and silently killed the women in the room. When the Celestial Dragon finally noticed something was wrong, it was already too late. Arias covered the man's mouth, silencing his scream, and all the Celestial Dragon could see were the lifeless bodies of his companions.

"Don't scream, or you'll die," Arias warned, and the terrified Celestial Dragon nodded frantically.

"I'll ask the questions, and you'll answer," Arias continued, releasing his hold slightly. The fat man, realizing the gravity of the situation, complied.

"Where do the Celestial Dragons keep their Devil Fruits?" Arias demanded.

The Celestial Dragon, relieved that Arias wasn't after something more valuable, answered quickly. "They're kept in the fruit vault, inside a palace next to the central temple where supplies are stored."

After confirming the location, Arias applied pressure to the Celestial Dragon's neck, ending his life. To Arias, the dead man was just another nameless victim.

The puppet then left the villa, heading toward the supply vault where the Celestial Dragons stored their precious Devil Fruits.