12: Kill the Tenryu people directly, there is no need for them to come, he will go to the Great Voyage himself!

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He boarded the second floor of the escort warship, which was destined to sink.

Bai Ye's eyes flashed coldly.

Here.

What he saw was definitely the most shocking scene he had seen since he arrived in this world.

Slaves,

The Colosseum,

People who had been punished by having their limbs cut off and chained up like animals...

There was only unimaginable darkness.

There was not a single scene where the rules were not casually trampled.

Even though Bai Ye had seen all kinds of cruel pirates in the North Sea.

But none of the cruel methods here are half as good!

Bai Ye glanced at the fat, short figure not far away, who was unconscious with a blistered head.

The indifferent coldness in his eyes increased by one point.

Aside from taking revenge on the world government.

As the culprit who promoted the slave industry in this world.

The Tenryu people now have one more reason to be buried with the World Government!

He looked to the side.

He saw that the albatross had just landed on the ship's wall 20 metres away, taking photographs as it performed its daily duty of gathering news while keeping a cautious 'safe' distance from Bai Ye.

Seeing this,

Bai Ye looked back at the Tianlong man who had fainted and picked up a small knife used to torture slaves from the floor.

Without saying a word, he held it between his fingers and threw it.

Whoosh!

Bang.

"Aaah!"

The sharp pain of being pierced by flesh and blood spread through his body, and the figure lying unconscious on the second deck suddenly woke up with a scream.

"Pain... pain! It hurts so much! You bastard!"

"What the hell is going on? I, Ben Sheng, have to kill all these pariahs! And then turn all the families of those pariahs into slaves! Torture them all to death!"

The veins on his forehead stood out, his eyes bloodshot, and he roared without thinking.

Facing this scene,

There was no change in the indifference in Bai Ye's eyes.

He picked up another long knife from the ground.

He 'woke up' the other party.

Bai Ye simply didn't want the other party to die without knowing why.

It would be too easy.

That was all.

Most remarkable.

The albatross not far away.

The photography business must be very dedicated.

No matter if from every angle or the whole escort of the golden warship in the sky.

Nothing is missing.

No wonder that with a devil's fruit, the newspaper World Economic News can firmly occupy the position of a news giant.

"You... who are you? ! No, no, where is that piece of rubbish, Roth? ! Without the permission of Saint Ben,

At that moment, Roscharl Saint, noticing that none of the guys responsible for protecting him on the first floor were rushing up, reacted and roared at Bai Ye.

Inherent status and cultivated habits.

It made him not pay the slightest bit of respect to the 'old thing' in front of him.

After all, even if he was hailed as the supreme warrior of the Navy, in his eyes he was just a good dog protecting his master.

Never mind that the one in front of him was an old thing?

Of course.

Bai Ye said nothing.

Nor did he intend to.

However.

In the blink of an eye, a ray of light flashed.

Afterwards.

The feeling of standing in Roscharsaint.

Suddenly he felt a warm touch on his neck.

Roscharsaint unconsciously reached out and felt it.

Warm... bright red...

If it were winter, it would definitely be steaming.

This is... blood?

Wait...

Is it?

His own blood?!

Roscharsan's eyes widened.

He couldn't react for a moment.

As the 'creator' of this world.

A noble of the world, a dragon.

Since his youth he had never seen his own blood.

Or rather, the careless slaves and outcasts who looked after him in the sanctuary had all been dragged away and executed, and the remaining slaves and outcasts had naturally become cautious in their daily lives.

But today...

As a world noble, a Dragonite.

A descendant of the 'Creator' of this world.

How dare anyone lay a hand on him...?

As he felt the blood drain away in great quantities, the sense of the passing of life became clearer and clearer.

His mind cleared for a moment.

A tremendous fear, which Roscharl had never felt before, gradually appeared in his holy eyes.

He looked back at the only 'old thing' in front of him that could possibly help him.

He screamed in horror:

"You...you! What do you want? I can give you anything! Hurry! Stop the bleeding!"

"I can promise you anything, be it slaves, wealth or status!"

The loss of vitality continued to accelerate, and bright red blood spurted out.

Roscharl Saint gradually changed from threatening to begging for mercy.

He stood still.

Bai Ye watched this scene calmly, his eyes showing only cold indifference.

Roschalsan was stunned.

As a born heavenly being with the highest privileges,

he had seen countless sycophantic outcasts who loved to fawn.

Every time he casually gave them a little something,

the other party would immediately become his dog and serve him wholeheartedly.

This trip to the North Sea

was no exception.

And this is not the Great Voyage.

The power of the Navy and its own escort fleet are enough to intimidate the North Sea.

But this time...

Why is the other side unmoved?

Status...

Wealth...

Slaves...

Shouldn't these be the things the outcasts outside the Holy Land crave most?

And also...

Doesn't this pariah know how foolish it would be to attack a noble of the world?

With various thoughts of reluctance, despair and anger,

Roshchal gradually turned into a corpse and fell directly to the ground.

White Night witnessed this scene.

Yes.

There was no additional questioning.

There was no intention of threatening the World Government with the Tenryu people.

There was no idea of waiting for the Navy Government to send someone.

White Night always kept his word.

For he had said that the other party would soon meet the Tenryu people in Hell.

The two would meet soon.

As for the consequences of killing the Tenryu people directly...

It leaves the World Government no room for negotiation.

Bai Ye reached out and placed his hand on the Rurouka at his waist.

Indifference showed in his eyes.

There was no need to wait for the other party to come to the North Sea.

He would go to the Great Line himself!

Besides, the news about here,

Bai Ye looked at the albatross that was taking pictures not far away.

He had been kind enough to help the World Government inform the entire world about what had happened here!

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