"Dammit, sothing's wrong below!!"
"Quickly! Everyone grab your weapons and prepare for battle!"
"...."
Manlong's attack made quite a commotion, and with soone having been sent flying through the deck, the pirates on board couldn't have failed to notice.
In an instant, noisy shouts filtered into the cabin from the exit above the stairs.
Zane didn't stop, calmly continuing up the stairs.
Manlong, who had finished off a few pirates, followed behind in his usual taciturn manner.
"Don't move!"
"Stay right where you are."
"Fuck, it's you two!"
"Shit, wasn't Vice-Captain Sarkies down there? What did you do to him?"
"......"
Stepping out of the cabin, when Zane and Manlong reached the deck, they were greeted not only by the azure sky and bright sunshine but also by a crowd of pirates surrounding the exit.
So pirates aid their guns, others held swords, looking at the surrounded duo with expressions ranging from ferocity and suspicion to mockery.
Among them, standing at the front, was an arrogant man with a woman on each arm.
This was Bellamy.
His face was grim, glaring intensely at Zane and Manlong as they erged.
He was certainly familiar with them.
After all, Zane and Manlong were the two most valuable pieces of rchandise among the slaves being transported on this trip.
"You've got so nerve, actually daring to escape. Now, even if you crawl back obediently, I won't let you off easily!" Bellamy laughed in fury.
"You talk too much."
Zane's response to Bellamy's blustering was swift and decisive.
BOOM!!!
His eyes narrowed, and a surging malice instantly swept outward.
Thud, thud...
The sound of bodies falling was endless. The pirates, who had just been so arrogant, were now paralyzed on the deck in terror, overwheld by the invisible pressure of his malice.
'What's happening? Did the boss do sothing to these people?'
Behind him.
Manlong, whom Zane had spared, was unaffected by the pressure.
Seeing the pirates collapse in such fear, he couldn't help but look at his newly acknowledged boss in astonishnt.
"You bastard, what did you do to ?"
As the captain, Bellamy perford much better than the others.
Although forced to one knee by the pressure, he still struggled to look up at Zane, growling with difficulty.
Amidst his anger, Bellamy also launched a counterattack.
Activating his Spring-Spring Fruit ability, his legs transford into two springs.
"Go to hell!!!"
Compression and release.
The deck beneath him shattered into a hole as Bellamy fought against the malice, throwing a punch at Zane.
BOOM!!!
Blood splattered.
But it wasn't Zane's.
Just as Bellamy reached him, Zane suddenly raised a hand and grabbed the man by the face, slamming him down violently.
In the sound of the impact, another hole appeared in the deck.
From the violent collision, Bellamy's face was instantly covered in blood.
However, he didn't fall through to the cabin; instead, Zane held him by the face, dangling him in mid-air.
"You have so skill, actually being able to withstand my malice." Zane looked at Bellamy in his hand and tossed him to the other side.
"Make your choice. Those willing to submit to can stay; otherwise, jump overboard and get lost!" Zane wiped the blood from his hand and folded his arms, coldly surveying all the pirates, including Bellamy.
If it weren't for his sense of gratitude and honor, he would have long ago cleared out these pirate trash who moonlighted as slave traders.
To give the pirates a chance to choose, Zane withdrew his released malice.
The disappearance of the malice allowed the pirates to breathe heavily, as if a great weight had been lifted.
At the sa ti, Zane's words caused their expressions to shift uncertainly.
"Cough... don't be ridiculous. I'm a subordinate of the Heavenly Yaksha, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea! Don't think you can make yield, you three-eyed freak!" Struggling to crawl up from the ground, Bellamy glared at Zane and shouted his declaration.
The other pirates were also jolted.
That's right, their captain was a subordinate of a Warlord. Would the opponent really dare to touch them?
"What a pity." Bellamy's declaration didn't cause even a flicker in Zane's eyes.
His form blurred into an afterimage, and in an instant, Zane appeared behind Bellamy with an expressionless face.
Thwack!
With a single palm strike, Zane smashed Bellamy's entire head into his chest cavity.
The headless-looking corpse swayed slightly before collapsing with a heavy thud.
Thump.
The sound of Bellamy falling struck the hearts of the remaining pirates like a clap of thunder.
The confidence that had just risen due to the Warlord's na vanished in an instant with Bellamy's death.
The tactic of killing a chicken to warn the monkeys never goes out of style.
Likewise, on the vast ocean, jumping overboard was essentially synonymous with suicide.
The subsequent developnt went very smoothly; the remaining pirates all obediently chose to submit to Zane.
"Right, clean off all these patterns. They're hideous."
On the deck, Zane directed a few n to scrub away the symbols representing the Bellamy Pirates and the Donquixote Pirates from the sails.
A new captain brings a new atmosphere.
Zane naturally wouldn't allow any other ssy logos on his ship.
"By the way, what was this ship's na again?"
Once the sails were cleaned, Zane sat down contentedly on a leather sofa brought out by a few quick-witted subordinates.
Then, as if rembering sothing, he turned to look at a female pirate attending him nearby.
"Uh... Boss, this ship is called the New Witch's Tongue." The female pirate replied quickly, looking very nervous.
Zane looked disgusted. "What kind of na is that? Change it. From now on, this ship shall be called... the Riding the Wind and Waves."
After thinking for a mont, he chose a na at random.
At any rate, it was definitely better than sothing like the New Witch's Tongue.
.......
After so simple reorganizing, the Riding the Wind and Waves set sail once more.
However, the destination was no longer the Sabaody Archipelago; instead, they turned back.
Ignorance is bliss.
Zane, however, clearly belonged to the group that knew too much.
From the pirates' mouths, he had already learned the details.
It was just as he had initially speculated.
To win Doflamingo's approval, besides lording it over Mock Town, Bellamy also moonlighted as a slave trader, supplying Doflamingo's Human Auction House at the Sabaody Archipelago.
After accidentally capturing Zane, a mber of the Three-Eye Tribe, Bellamy had excitedly contacted the auction house imdiately.
The result was alerting Doflamingo.
It couldn't be helped.
Putting aside the rarity of the Three-Eye Tribe itself, the key was the rumor that they possessed the special ability to decipher Poneglyphs.
On this point, Charlotte Linlin of the Four Emperors had the most to say; otherwise, that woman wouldn't have gone out of her way to find a man from the Three-Eye Tribe to bear her children.
Back to Doflamingo.
There was no doubt about this man's ambition.
Upon hearing that Bellamy had actually found a Three-Eye Tribe mber, he had imdiately contacted Bellamy personally while also arranging for special personnel to head to the Sabaody Archipelago for the handover.
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