The Great Voyage: The Magicians of the Straw Hats

Chapter 391 Before the Great War Comes, the Disappearing Blackbeard!!

The next day.

Five o’clock in the morning.

The night was dark and the sun had not yet risen.

The naval headquarters, the supposed quiet Marin Fodo, was now echoing with the sound of noisy footsteps.

Mobilized from the four seas, the Great Shipping Route, and other major naval branches, more than 100,000 elites have begun to assemble in formation, inspect ordnance, and prepare to assemble in the square.

In the town of Malin Fodo, a large number of old, weak, women, children, and other naval family members, led by some naval personnel, lined up with large bags and small bags, boarded large evacuation ships escorted by warships, left the naval headquarters that was likely to become a battlefield next, and moved to safety.

In the air, there seems to be a special atmosphere.

Everyone’s heart was heavy, and even when they spoke, they tried to keep their voices as low as possible, even silent.

Unspeakable solemnity, depressing.

It’s breathless.

Time goes by little by little.

Six o’clock in the morning.

The Chambord Islands adjacent to the Naval Headquarters.

The square was crowded, and there were already many people standing one after another.

Journalists, commoners, nobles, caravans,, pirates… The three religions and nine streams all converged here early.

Take a position with a wide field of vision, and pay attention to this public execution.

There are expectations, there are wandering, there is anxiety, there is nervousness, there is anxiety… The mood varied.

The naval personnel stationed here had a serious look on their faces and had set up large video telephone bugs early.

The preparation of a live broadcast of this extremely unusual significance, and even the consequences, will affect the future pattern of the world public execution.

Something similar.

And not just in the Chambord Islands.

Located in the sea elsewhere, in some of the more affluent towns, in the kingdom.

Some of the large telephone bugs that have been raised have long been carried to the spacious square.

Prepare to receive a live signal from the Navy Headquarters.

Even the vast majority of villages, towns, and even kingdoms are not well conditioned.

There are no such valuable projection telephone worms, and most of them are installed with broadcast telephone worms.

Always keep an eye on the situation on the side of Marin Fodo at the naval headquarters.

“It’s really unsettling!”

“You say that the Whitebeard Pirates will really come to the Navy Headquarters to fight the Fire Fist” Ace? ”

“In any case, it would be better if this public execution could have ended smoothly and nothing had happened!”

“Of course, as we all know, Whitebeard will never let anyone hurt his companions!”

“But that is the naval headquarters that gathers the power of justice, which is equivalent to the naval headquarters of Longtan Tiger Den!”

“That legendary sea thief, is he really willing to fight for a fire fist” Ace, at the expense of the nest to risk his life? ”

“If the opponent is the naval headquarters, even the most vicious Whitebeard Pirate Regiment can’t be defeated, right?”

“Stupid, what stupid things to say, it is precisely because the opponent is a ‘whitebeard’ that the Navy Headquarters has gathered a large amount of combat strength and waited in a strict position.”

“Speaking of which, that ‘whitebeard’ should be quite old, right?”

“I haven’t heard much about him in all these years!”

“Don’t underestimate that guy, he’s not old at all!”

“Just a year ago, when we saw him, we had given up hope of survival!”

“It’s now half past six, and I’ve heard that the time of the public execution of Fire Fist Ace is set for twelve o’clock at noon…”

“Ah, the process of waiting, it’s really annoying!”

………

East Sea, West Sea, South China Sea, North Sea, Great Sea Route……… On the sea, countless civilian traders, pirates… They are all watching, and there is a lot of discussion.

There are even concerns about the future pattern of the world.

Time goes by little by little.

Eight o’clock in the morning.

The sun is shining high and the weather is getting hot.

At the moment, there are four hours left before he is publicly executed. Marin Fodo, in front of the majestic, majestic Navy Headquarters building.

The towering execution table sits there.

A tall, twenty-meter-tall giant lieutenant general stood in front of the execution table.

Majestic and imposing.

It’s daunting.

At this moment, on the vast square in front of the stage.

A large number of armed swords, guns and other weapons have been assembled, and the elite of the navy has been assembled.

At a glance, the densely packed human heads, black pressure pressed a piece.

That unspeakable breath of slaughter.

Thrilling salamander warfare.

A spacious, bright hall inside.

After the Seven Martial Seas of the King, who had been recruited by the World Government, had finished their meal, they all gathered to do this.

In front of a huge round table.

The expressionless ‘tyrant’ Bartholomew Bear sat quietly like a wooden carving, not saying a word.

On the side, it was the supreme big fast knife that was randomly placed aside, with his legs on the round table in front of him, holding his arms and closing his eyes to cultivate the world’s first great sword “Eagle Eye Mihawk”.

Sitting opposite him was the ‘female emperor’ Boyahan Cook, who was wearing a purple cheongsam printed with the ‘Nine Snakes’ pattern, and his posture was tall and gorgeous, which made people unable to take their eyes off it.

Sarome, the big flower python, followed him with a gentle and incomparable manner, swallowing snake letters.

“Blah, just four people?”

Wearing a flamingo feather coat and a pair of purple sunglasses.

Doflamingo put his hands in his pockets and took a step that his six relatives did not recognize, and some of them walked in like a hanger.

Looking around, eyes were on Bartholomew Bear, ‘Hawkeye’ Mihawk, ‘Female Emperor’ Han Cook, all of them passing over them.

When he skimmed over the ‘female emperor’ Poya Hancook, his eyes couldn’t help but stay for a moment.

A twinkle of amazement flashed in the eyes under the lenses.

But knowing how dangerous this woman was, he quickly looked away.

Inside the hall.

For the arrival of Doflamingo.

Neither Bartholomew Bear nor Hawkeye Mihawk was indifferent and ignored.

And the ‘female emperor’ did not even look at this ‘sky and night fork’.

He sat there with one hand propped up his chin, his eyes drifting, not knowing what he was thinking.

On the sometimes delicate and immaculate face, a touching red halo appeared.

The several admirals sitting across from them couldn’t help but have their eyes straighten a little.

If it weren’t for Lieutenant General Ah He’s dry cough there, consciously or unconsciously reminding him, I was afraid that it would be ugly.

For these ‘colleagues’ with strange personalities and cold attitudes, Doflamingo has long been strange.

Taking care of himself, he pulled open his chair and sat down, pretending to be unharmed and smiling at the Lieutenant General Crane sitting opposite: “Ms. Azuru, I heard that it is next.” ”

After the “Sand Crocodile” guy was killed by the Straw Hat Pirate Regiment, the Moonlight Moria guy was also killed, but the number of the Seven Martial Seas should not be so small, right? ”

“In addition to the ‘Sea Man’ Shi Ping’s fishman, didn’t he also add a black beard?”

In the face of Doflamingo’s inquiry, Lieutenant General Tsuru did not answer.

Just looked at the other lieutenant general of the Navy headquarters wearing a yellow striped suit with a beard and a tough face.

“Fishman Shihei was imprisoned by the Sengoku Marshal in the city of Advance for ‘reflection’ because of his fierce opposition to the naval headquarters’ decision to publicly execute ‘Fire Fist’ Ace and not hesitate to start a war with the Whitebeard Pirate Regiment…”

A lieutenant general willed.

Standing there, he said in a deep voice, “As for the new ‘Blackbeard’ Marshall D. Titch, we’re urging him over! ”

“Lieutenant General Crane, Blackbeard and his crew are not in the room!”

It didn’t take long.

A Navy colonel, covered in cold sweat, reported there.

“What!?”

Tsuru’s eyes widened.

With sharp eyes, he stared at the naval colonel who had hurriedly arrived, and reprimanded: “Then don’t you want to find it yet?” ”

Thinking of the ‘Blackbeard’ who had captured the ‘Fire Fist’ Ace, the leader of the Whitebeard Pirate Regiment, and directly handed it over to the navy in exchange for the position of the Seven Martial Seas under the King, triggering this public execution, her heart could not help but have a hint of vigilance.

“I’m very sorry, we’ve already sent someone to find it!”