This piece of news quickly spread across the world.
Another Celestial Dragon had been brutally murdered on Sabaody Archipelago. Once again, the world was sent into shock.
A Celestial Dragon, of all people.
What kind of absurd news was this? Were Celestial Dragons really that easy to kill now?
Vir, the last person to kill a Celestial Dragon, still hadn’t faced any punishnt. He was still eating and drinking without a care in the world.
And now, another ruthless figure had appeared. Sa familiar location, sa familiar thod.
A single strike—instant death.
No fear of the Marines’ retaliation.
Yet, by the ti the news was released, the Marines still had no leads.
No idea who the killer was. No description of their appearance. No clue where they had fled.
Everything was shrouded in mystery.
And this made everyone who read the news silently form the sa thought.
Not that they wanted to take down a Celestial Dragon themselves, of course.
But rather—they realized the Marines might be powerless against this ruthless figure.
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"Did you hear? The guy who killed the Celestial Dragon just vanished. The Marines couldn’t find a single clue."
"Yeah, the witnesses could describe what happened, but none of them rember what the killer looked like."
"Are Celestial Dragons really that easy to kill now?"
"One person not rembering is one thing, but nobody rembers? That’s so terrifying skill."
"This is insane. Another madman. Sabaody’s completely off-limits now."
Those who heard the news were stunned. They couldn’t fathom what kind of power could erase the mories of so many people at once.
To remain completely undetected while manipulating the minds of countless witnesses...
Truly terrifying.
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In the Revolutionary Army’s base, Dragon soon received the news.
When he learned that yet another Celestial Dragon had been publicly executed in broad daylight, even he found it hard to believe.
The Marines might have had their flaws, but they still held their ground against two Yonko-level powerhouses.
They even managed to take one down.
Sure, that powerhouse was later bizarrely revived, but the record still stands.
An organization like that should have been intimidating! So how could soone dare to commit murder on Sabaody—right under their noses?
And the killer wasn’t even the sa guy as last ti.
If it had been Vir, Dragon wouldn’t have been surprised.
But this was soone else entirely. Flas and mory manipulation? Those abilities had nothing to do with lightning.
Who the hell had this kind of power? There had been no rumors about soone like this before.
To instantly kill a Vice Admiral... Such overwhelming strength, yet no prior intel?
The more Dragon thought about it, the deeper his frown beca.
Their Revolutionary Army’s intelligence network was lacking. How could they have nothing on a top-tier fighter like this?
No matter how low-key soone was, there should’ve been so trace of them. Yet this person had appeared out of thin air.
It was a blow to Dragon’s pride.
The intelligence division was one of his top priorities...
But regardless, the Marines must be losing their minds right now.
Right after the war, this happens. The Celestial Dragons must be screaming at them nonstop.
Being Fleet Admiral was truly a thankless job.
Having once served in the Marines himself, Dragon understood the situation all too well.
And reality didn’t deviate from his expectations...
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When Aokiji returned to Marine HQ empty-handed, Sengoku’s head was pounding.
And when he learned that not only had they failed to capture the killer, but they had zero leads—his brain nearly short-circuited.
Seriously?
Not bringing the culprit back was one thing. They’d dealt with that before. He’d been prepared for it.
He couldn’t even bla Aokiji—the situation was complicated.
But to have nothing? No description, no traces, nothing?
Are you kidding ?!
How the hell am I supposed to explain this to the higher-ups? You’re signing my death warrant here!
"Nothing at all? No appearance? No voice? Height? Weight? Was it even human?"
Sengoku stared at Aokiji’s troubled expression, disbelief in his voice.
But his questions only made Aokiji even more frustrated.
He had tried. The mont he arrived, he interrogated every witness.
He’d done his duty. The witnesses knew the gravity of the situation—none of them dared to flee.
Yet, no matter how many tis Aokiji questioned them, the story remained the sa. His frown deepened with each passing second.
He’d even used his Observation Haki to detect lies—but there were none.
They were telling the truth.
No appearance. No physique. No voice. Not even confirmation if the killer was human.
What the hell was he supposed to do?!
This was a nightmare.
"...Nothing."
Aokiji’s voice was drained.
Sengoku’s vision darkened. Before he could say another word, the Den Den Mushi rang.
His heart nearly stopped.
Already?! They’re here to judge ?! I’m dead! Why hasn’t the world ended yet?!
Sengoku genuinely wanted to die. He really wanted to retire.
This job was unbearable.
Despite his shattered morale, he forced himself to answer.
And when the other side learned that the Marines had not only failed to capture the killer but had zero intel—
The verbal cannonfire began.
"Sengoku! What the hell is wrong with you people?! Can you even do your damn jobs?! If not, pack your shit and get out!"
"We’ve spent billions on you! Years of funding! And this is how you repay us?! Is this your so-called ’justice’?!"
"I swear to—#@*!—"
Sengoku’s face twisted like he’d just eaten three pounds of crap.
And this was just over the phone. Soon, he’d have to go to Mary Geoise and file a formal report.
There, he’d face an inquisition worse than death.
The re thought made him want to commit seppuku.
After enduring over ten minutes of screaming, the call finally ended. Sengoku gasped for air.
But his frown remained.
"How... is there nothing...? How is that even possible...?"
Alone in his office, his mutterings echoed ominously.
Anyone listening would understand—Sengoku’s mind was in utter turmoil.
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