The pinnacle of the navy! It all started when Garp captured him Chapter 068

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A moment ago, near the coast of Dressrosa, the bow of a naval warship was swept by the wind and the waves surged. The warship broke through the waves and the outline of the island of the tropical kingdom of Dressrosa gradually became clear.

The distant coastline was dyed blood red in the afterglow of the setting sun, as if foreshadowing that a storm was about to come.

On the bow deck, Roy stood quietly, his white cloak of justice fluttering in the wind.

His eyes were cold as he stared at the country ahead, his expression as steady as a mountain.

Footsteps were heard, and Gion walked slowly towards them. His pink military uniform fluttered in the sea breeze, and his military boots tapped out a series of crisp rhythms on the deck.

“Have you finished the report?” Roy asked calmly without turning back.

Gion walked to his side and nodded slightly: “Yes, the headquarters has replied.”

She paused, her expression somewhat complicated, with a helpless arc at the corner of her mouth.

“Marshal Zhan Guo personally took care of it and summoned Vice Admiral Tsuru and several senior officials for a briefing on the battle situation…but–” She sighed.

“After Vice Admiral Garp interrupted, the painting started to go off track.”

Roy raised his eyebrows and said, “I did ask the old man to help look after the kids before we set off~”

He turned his head and looked at her: “What did the old man say again?”

Gion cleared his throat in a serious manner, then put on a heroic voice, imitating the man perfectly: “Hey! Gion! If you can’t beat that guy, let me go! I just want to catch a dragon and study it!!”

Roy: “…”

Gion couldn’t help laughing and continued, “In the end, Marshal Sengoku slammed the table and yelled, ‘Garp! Shut up! The battle line in the New World is tense, who would have the time to ask you to catch Kaido?!'”

“And guess what he said back?”

“I can beat three of them by myself. Catch them and put them in your office for display!!”

“puff!”

Roy finally couldn’t help it, he covered his forehead with his hands, and said helplessly, “As expected of Mr. Garp, his train of thought is still as novel as ever.”

Gion smiled and shook his head, his tone becoming more serious: “However, in the end, it was Marshal Sengoku who made the final decision.”

“The situation in the New World is complicated. The headquarters cannot dispatch more combat forces. The order is ‘We will judge the situation on our own and respond flexibly’.”

Roy raised his eyebrows slightly: “‘Flexible response’?”

“right.”

Gion nodded and added calmly: “Anyway, with you here, even if Kaido really comes and can’t defeat us, it will be easy for us to retreat…”

“In the end, Vice Admiral Garp added: ‘If you can fight, fight. If you can’t, come back and fight back!'”

After a brief silence, Roy suddenly raised the corners of his mouth with a sinister smile, and a sharp light shone in his eyes.

“Heh… doesn’t that mean I can do whatever I want?”

Gion glanced at him sideways, and saw that the unquestionable fighting spirit had already burned between his brows.

She sighed and held her forehead. “What on earth is the Marshal thinking… Letting this guy do whatever he wants, I’m afraid he’s going to uproot Dressrosa.”

At this moment, Roy has stopped smiling and is looking back at the port ahead. He speaks in a low and powerful voice:

“Order——”

“All ships ready for battle, prepare for landing!!”

“yes!!”

The naval soldiers on the deck responded in unison, morale high, and rushed to their battle positions.

Gion stood there, looking at the fluttering white cloak with a deep look in his eyes.

“Doflamingo…”

She whispered softly, “You can’t run away this time.”

The sea breeze from Dressrosa Port brought the smell of gunpowder, and the warship’s gangway slammed heavily onto the dock, stirring up a cloud of dust.

What followed was a solemn and murderous atmosphere, as if the shadow of death was blowing in the wind.

The white cloak fluttered as Roy and Gion walked down side by side.

The two men had stern expressions and firm steps.

Behind him, the elite naval soldiers were lined up and on standby, with their spears and blades pointing forward, as neat as a mountain.

Opposite them, all members of the Don Quixote family were on high alert.

The slime dripped, and the “snot man” Torebol half-bent over;

The rock-like Pica remained silent, his huge hands clenched slightly;

Diamante was wearing a cape, holding a sword in his hand, and his mouth was twitching;

Senior Piqué bit his cigar quietly, expressionless;

Deringer crouched low, his teeth clenched, his crocodile eyes cold;

Lao G, Gladius, Buffalo, Jora… all were there, their faces tense, murderous intent revealed, but they couldn’t suppress the panic in their hearts.

At the front, pink feathers fluttered as Doflamingo stood in front of everyone with a playful smile on his face and a look as sinister as a venomous snake under his sunglasses.

“咈咈咈咈…”

His voice was low and hoarse, with a familiar arrogance, “A rear admiral of the navy suddenly visited Dressrosa… Why, are you here for sightseeing?”

Roy said nothing, but glanced coldly at the other camp.

“Are all the members here?” He sneered, “It seems like they really plan to fight to the death.”

His eyes were as fast as lightning, sliding from Jora to Trebol, then to Pica and Diamante, and finally stopping on Doflamingo.

He smiled and said, “When did Dressrosa become yours? Are there two people missing?”

As soon as he finished speaking, several people in Don Quixote’s family broke out in cold sweat and quietly took a half step back.

“It’s him… the man who easily killed Vergo on Mignon Island and pounded the young master’s head on the ground…”

“That monster major general actually came…”

The dead memories suddenly revived, and everyone’s nerves were instantly tense.

Roy slowly withdrew his gaze, raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and looked at Doflamingo: “Little Turkey, stop pretending.”

“As soon as I stepped onto this island, I could sense your stupid actions of manipulating King Riku and burning down the city and slaughtering the people with my Observation Haki.”

“Tell me, you want to handcuff yourself—”

“Or should I pluck your feathers one by one and help you put them on?”

Roy’s voice was as cold as ice, but his tone was like a casual teasing.

But at this moment, the whole place was dead silent.

The faces of the Don Quixote family members changed drastically. Gion held the handle of the “Konpila” sword with anger burning in his eyes: “Manipulating the king and slaughtering the people… The evidence is conclusive. You really can do it, Doflamingo.”

Doflamingo’s smile froze, his face twitched, and he growled through gritted teeth: “I am one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea recognized by the World Government!”

“What qualifications do you have to question me?!”

Roy tilted his head slightly, his eyes sneered like a knife: “Seven Warlords of the Sea?”

He took a step forward slowly, “Do you think that this status allows you to treat a country as a toy?”

“This is not a life-saving talisman that you can use to manipulate the life and death of a country at will, little turkey.”

Doflamingo’s pupils shrank slightly, and his five fingers suddenly opened, and the low sound of cutting silk threads could be heard faintly in the air!

“Roy! Don’t think I’m really afraid of you! The person standing behind me is——”

“Kaido, right?”

Roy suddenly interrupted him, a playful smile on his face.

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers lightly.

“Bang!”

The next moment, the space suddenly shook.

“boom!!!”

Dust flew up, and a huge body as big as a mountain fell heavily in front of Doflamingo, causing a deafening roar.

“Ouch… cough cough…”

It was a wild beast covered in blood, with its face swollen like a pig, broken fangs, and in a trance.

——Depending on Shipping King Jack.

Doflamingo’s face turned pale, his sunglasses fell off, and his eyes shook violently!

“How, how is this possible?!”

“You, you actually… even Kaido’s trusted aide…”

Roy looked down at him coldly, his tone calm but powerful: “Now, what other backers do you want to bring out?”

The scene was dead silent. The Don Quixote family felt as if they were in an ice cellar, and their faces were all pale.

Doflamingo clenched his fists, his nails piercing into his palms, his back stiffened, and even the air seemed to freeze.

Roy was walking slowly towards him, his aura like a huge mountain pressing down on their heads, stepping into their hearts step by step.

Gion stood at the side of the army formation, his sword still unsheathed, but ready to strike out the first bolt of lightning at any time.

The silence before the battle is like the last second before the doomsday clock.