"Look straight at me!
Tell me!
As slaves!
How angry he was!
He stood up and picked up the saber and spear in his hand!
Get up and pick up the weapon in your hand!
Tell the world the anger in your hearts!”
Caesar looked at the slaves who had been released in front of him and roared with passion.
The slaves 'eyes, which were originally lifeless, slowly lit up.
It had been too long since they had the feeling of being human.
"Instead of living a lowly life, I should burn to my heart's content!
Bear my name!
He picked up the weapon in his hand!
Let the whole world feel your pain!!!”
Caesar raised the Sword of the King in his hand and roared.
Sakasugi was holding a red-hot iron in his hand. On the iron was the symbol of the royal power of hell.
All the crew members of the royal power of hell stood behind Caesar.
In front of Caesar was a group of nobles kneeling on the ground, as well as slave traders.
Caesar could save them now, but he could not save their hearts.
They had been enslaved by others and needed to save themselves.
No one could help them, and no one could.
Caesar was not so kind as to bring trash onto his ship.
What he wanted was someone who dared to face the fear of the past, someone who dared to pick up a knife and spear to resist.
A temporary failure might not be a big deal.
However, the people who had failed and even feared the past were trash in Caesar's eyes.
A pitiful person must have something hateful about him. If he did not dare to pick up a weapon with Caesar's help, he would be a good-for-nothing.
"Ahhhhhh!
Go to hell!
Bastard!"
Under Caesar's speech, the first person stood up.
He looked like a child of fifteen or sixteen years old.
He picked up the dagger that Caesar had asked someone to throw on the ground.
" Puchi!!!"
This child had plunged the entire dagger into the chest of a noble.
Blood spurted out, dyeing the boy's face red.
He stood trembling in front of the noble who had a look of disbelief on his face.
Looking at the child who was the first to stand up, Caesar slowly walked up to him. The tall Caesar hugged the child.
"Tell me your name.
Child!"
Caesar whispered in the child's ear.
"I, I am.
My name is Apophis!"
This child named Apophis had yet to recover from his fear.
His voice was still trembling with fear.
"The pain of the past has passed.
Join us and carry my name!”
Caesar patted Apophis 'head and said seriously.
His voice was very gentle and very powerful.
"Yes!"
Apophis roared as if he was about to shout out all his fear.
He, he was no longer a lowly slave that could be sold!
He wanted to be human!
Be a complete person!
He came before Sakasugi. Although his eyes were still filled with fear, he no longer looked as lifeless as before.
"Pfft, hiss, hiss, hiss!!!!”
The scorching hot Luo Tie was directly branded onto Apophis's chest, and white smoke rose from the scalding iron.
Although it was painful, Apophis gritted his teeth and did not say a word.
The burning mark was branded on Apophis's chest. This strong child could not hold on any longer and directly knelt on the ground.
"Che!"
Caesar looked at the fallen Apophis and said loudly.
The moment Apophis carried his banner, he became a part of the royal power of Hell.
"Understood! Boss!"
Che, who had finished purchasing, hurriedly scooped up Apophis and carried him to the side to collect the information.
"Puchi!" "Puchi!" " Puchi!!!"
The second tall murloc stood up, followed by a man who looked like an ancient knight, a third, and a fourth.
More and more people stood up, and more and more people who still had guts stood up.
There were women and men!
Chambord was the backyard of the Sky-Dragon Race, and the quality of its slaves was quite good.
The hundreds of people in front of Caesar were of various races. There were even two giants.
This quality was far from what the tribute from the South Sea and the Heavenly Gold could compare to.
More and more people had the symbol of Caesar carved on their chests, backs, and arms.
More and more blood was spilled on the scene. The blood of the nobles and the slave traders flowed all over the ground.
Caesar looked at this group of people with a smile.
It wasn't that he thought they were very strong. After all, how could powerful people be captured as slaves?
However, they were far more loyal than the pirates recruited by Caesar.
Their hatred for the World Government was engraved in their bones.
Hatred would make people grow.
This was why Caesar was so kind to do these things.
Da Xiong's request was one thing, but the reality was another.
In the future, Caesar would definitely not only have one ship, and Caesar would definitely not only have one territory.
Caesar needed someone to manage these things.
Although there were many clones, they lacked souls.
They did not have their own consciousness and could not make decisions on their own.
There was still a difference between him and a real person.
The clones and these slaves would become an important force for Caesar to maintain his rule and manage his territory in the future.
Just as the place was bustling with activity, on a tall building in the distance.
"I'm getting more and more confused. He's really an incomprehensible man.”
Raley, who was holding a small wine pot, leaned against the wall and looked at Caesar's group who were in full swing below.
In his opinion, Caesar was a very, very crazy man.
Whether it was snatching the gold from the sky or causing a ruckus in Roguetown, one could see Caesar's madness and ambition.
And now, he was saving these slaves.
Slaves had existed in this f * cking world for a long time, but only Caesar had done so.
Caesar, a pirate, had done these things.
A pirate who was supposed to be extremely vicious had actually saved a slave.
At the end of District 1, a group of navy soldiers stood on the street, quietly watching the bustling royal power of hell.
Their gazes were also very, very complicated.
The tall Sengoku, who was carrying a coat of justice on his back, crossed his arms over his chest and looked into the distance in silence.
When Kaiser and his people landed on Chambord, the pirates who were in the Warring States Period were all killed.
Zhan Guo received the notice and he had already arrived.
However, he did not make a move.
Carrying the righteousness of the king, Zhan Guo, who had the domineering aura of the Overlord, did not make a move.
Instead, he just watched quietly as those nobles died.
The reason why Zhan Guo didn't move was because he knew.
As a general, he knew the darkness of this world.
He had always known. All the higher-ups in the navy knew.
Sacrificing the interests of a small number of people in exchange for world peace.
This was the justice that the navy pursued.
It was not that they did not know how dark this place was, nor did they not know how many souls were under Mary Joshua.
However, for greater justice, they had to yield a lot.
Although they had to make some concessions because of some things.
But that didn't mean that the justice they carried was just empty talk.
Everyone had their own beliefs, at least the Sengoku Kingdom knew.
Caesar was right about this matter.
Caesar did what the warring states could not do.
This was also why Zhan Guo had been standing there without making any movements.
It wasn't just Zhan Guo. The navy behind him also lowered their heads and didn't make any movements.
It was their duty to capture the vicious pirates, and it was also their belief that they could use their lives to explain.
However, saving these enslaved people was also a matter of justice.
"Bartholomew Caesar."
Zhan Guo's eyes were filled with a complicated expression as he muttered in a low voice.
It was this man who had caused the world to fall into turmoil and panic.
However, when he was wanted by the World Government, this man came to Chambord to release the slaves.
This made Zhan Guo somewhat unable to understand Caesar.
There was no doubt that Caesar's ambition, ruthlessness, and power were known by the warring states.
However, Caesar also had something that the other pirates did not have, and that was kindness.
Soon, Caesar's preparations were over.
One hundred and eighty-eight slaves stood up.
More than half of the nobles and slave traders on the ground had died.
However, there were still nearly a hundred people kneeling on the ground, trembling and not daring to get up.
Caesar and all the crew members of the Hell King looked at them with complicated expressions.
If he couldn't save himself, he had no other choice.
Caesar could feel that someone was watching him from both front and back. A familiar aura, it should be Riley.
He had never seen the other one before.
" Puchi!!!"
He then turned to Caesar and beheaded the remaining slave traders and nobles.
Blood instantly spurted out, splattering on the faces of the slaves kneeling on the ground.
This made the slaves even more afraid. They knelt on the ground in fear.
"Pa!"
Caesar picked up a bag of treasures that had been cleared from these places and threw it in front of the group of people.
"Get lost!
Get as far away as possible!
Don't ever be captured and become a slave again!!”
Caesar lit a cigarette and looked at these people as he shouted coldly.
Everyone had their own aspirations. If these people did not join them, Caesar would not kill these pitiful people.
The slaves kneeling below looked at Caesar in disbelief.
They thought that Caesar would kill them. After all, Caesar was a genuine pirate.
They did not expect Caesar to give them a sum of money and then tell them to get lost.
"Hurry up and get lost!"
Caesar said coldly, then slowly turned around.
Because he felt that those people were coming.
"Lou, Che, Sola, Tom.
He brought these people back to the ship first.
The idea is a little tricky."
Looking at the tall figure walking towards him, Caesar said with some fear in his eyes.
Everyone in the royal power of Hell had serious expressions.
This was because the person walking towards them was the admiral of the navy, the future admiral of the navy, Buddha's Warring States!
The Warring States Period was in its prime, not the old Gu Gukong or Zefa.
A navy general who carried the righteousness of a king and had the color of an overlord.
Caesar did not know how many people the navy had ambushed here. After all, the navy and the world government had wanted to kill him for a long time.
Caesar did not want these people who had just joined to die.
Caesar would not have the time to take care of these people when they started fighting later.
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