Above Pirate King - Chapter 84
Near the Twin Cape
Normally, there is constant traffic of ships here. However, the ships that frequently come and go are always in a hurry and dare not linger.
Because those who frequently pass by here know that there is a gigantic island whale that constantly collides with the Red Line for some unknown reason!
Even the passing ships are helpless against this island whale!
With its massive body, even without malicious intent, a mere graze can cause injury, and a collision can be deadly!
Fortunately, the island whale is enormous, and its feeding time lasts quite long each day.
Those who frequently pass through here take note of its feeding time and choose to pass during that period.
Twin Cape Lighthouses.
There are two lighthouses, one on the left and one on the right!
They have stood here for a very long time.
They have witnessed countless heroes and adventurers who broke into the Grand Line from here, some achieving fame and success, while others disappearing without a trace!
Crocus is the current guardian of the lighthouses.
He has been working at the lighthouse for several decades!
Apart from a trip he took with Roger a few years ago to help treat Roger’s illness and search for the whereabouts of the Rumbar Pirates, he has remained here all along.
He is now in his fifties, with white beard and glasses, but still looking spirited.
Today, instead of going to his usual vacation spot, Laboon’s belly, he is wearing beach shorts, a floral shirt, and flip-flops. He is lying next to the lighthouse, leisurely observing the battlefield not far away.
There is a large cup of cola and a pile of snacks beside him.
“What a rare grand scene today!” Crocus picks up a bag of potato chips and starts munching.
Beside him are several reporters with camera Den Den Mushi, looking at him with black lines on their faces.
What’s with this old man?
Can’t he see that a major battle is about to happen?
As ordinary people, he actually doesn’t hurry to take cover and even has the mood to eat snacks and drink cola while watching the scene?
Really…
How envious!
Looking at the Den Den Mushi in their hands and then at the snacks and cola of the old man, the reporters almost burst into tears!
As reporters, although it sounds glamorous, in reality, they are exposed to the sun and wind every day, searching for news everywhere. It seems that they are not as carefree as this lighthouse keeper!
What else can they say?
If it weren’t for the salary, sometimes they really wanted to leave and quit!
But thinking about their families, they grit their teeth, silently enduring the hardships, and continue with their lives and careers!
“Crunch!”
Crocus eats his potato chips while sipping cola, looking very carefree.
“Gulp!”
The nearby reporters couldn’t help but salivate, their mouths watering.
“Old man, do you sell those potato chips and cola?” one reporter couldn’t help but ask.
“Sure, I sell them!” Crocus’s eyes light up at the question and he quickly gets up.
“Then give me a bag of potato chips and a bottle of cola!” The reporter takes out a stack of berry from his pocket.
“Alright, one bag of potato chips for 1,000 berry, one bottle of cola for 1,000 berry. That’ll be 2,000 berry in total!” Crocus quickly hands over a bag of potato chips and a bottle of cola, extending one hand to collect the money.
“What!?” The reporter’s motion of paying instantly freezes, and he angrily points at Crocus, saying, “You dare to sell them at such a high price?”
“Hehe, it’s not that expensive. Just think about it, who else besides me would sell things to you here? So it’s only natural that it’s a bit pricey!” Crocus says with an air of entitlement.
“But it’s not this expensive! You’re selling them at more than ten times the normal price!” The reporter suppresses his anger and says.
“Hehe, there’s only one option, buy it or not!” Crocus waves his hand indifferently.
“I’ll buy it, I’ll buy it!” After some thought, the reporter grits his teeth and takes out two 1,000 berry notes, handing them over to Crocus.
There’s no other choice!
Crocus did speak the truth. Besides him, who else is here at Twin Cape? Not to mention other sellers, there isn’t even “anyone else”!
Soon, all the reporters are holding a bag of potato chips and a bottle of cola, squatting on the ground, eating and watching the grand battle!
Meanwhile, Crocus is happily counting a stack of money.
Not far from Twin Cape.
Drums and firecrackers fill the air, red flags flutter, and the place is packed with people.
Um… although the description may vary, it’s not far off.
Indeed, the battle is raging, cannons are booming, flags are flying, and the place is teeming with people.
Five hundred large and small warships are engaged in a massive melee here.
Amidst the fluttering flags, one can see the presence of the Marine, pirates, bounty hunters, and various other characters.
Originally, there weren’t this many people, but when Aldebaran and his team successfully repelled the major forces in front of the Reverse Mountain, Doflamingo received the news and directly increased the bounty by 1 billion, making it a total of 2 billion.
This completely drove everyone crazy, apart from the ships that were originally waiting here.
Nearby pirate crews, bounty hunters, and even mafia organizations, after receiving the news, quickly rushed to the battlefield.
Now, there are already five hundred warships involved in this battle.
Among these warships, only about thirty are from the Marine.
The rest were various forces, ranging from more than a dozen to one or two ships.
The number of people varied as well. The Marine had about 10,000 people, while the other forces ranged from a dozen to several thousand.
In total, nearly 50,000 people joined the battle, and new forces continued to enter the battlefield.
At first, some smaller forces joined the battle foolishly.
But now, there were only large forces of over a thousand people or small forces formed by alliances.
“Boom! Boom! Boom!”
The sound of explosions echoed continuously.
Sword slashes, cannonballs, bullets, and various attacks crisscrossed the battlefield.
“Bastards! How dare they launch a surprise attack! Kill them all!”
“Ah—”
“Help!”
“Fire, fire!”
“Attack that one, attack!”
…
Various voices resounded on the battlefield.
Almost every minute, more than ten warships would sink.
Fortunately, these forces were not united, which allowed the Marine’s thirty-plus warships to hold on, but there were still occasional ships being destroyed.
Half an hour of intense fighting had passed.
Gradually, the situation on the battlefield became clearer.
Four factions were formed on the battlefield.
First was the Marine, with thirteen warships remaining after half an hour of fighting, consisting of about three thousand people. They were led by Vice Admiral Jorlag.
Jorlag was a bearded man in his thirties, with a square face, a height of 2.3 meters, a robust physique, and a large axe in his hand that was as tall as him. The axe still had traces of blood on it.
He came to meet Strala at Red Line by order of Akainu. For this purpose, he even conscripted half of the warships from nearby bases, making up more than thirty warships.
Second was a mixture of more than ten small forces, with about twenty ships and around four thousand people!
At the forefront was a man wearing a tailcoat, white gloves, a slender figure, disheveled hair, black-framed glasses, and black leather shoes. He had a gentle smile on his face.
He was an assassin, code-named Butler!
Third was a large fleet of more than ten ships, with about two thousand people. Pirate flags fluttered above the fleet, with a green skull drawn on the flag, against the backdrop of a big tree!
At the helm was a man wearing a green cloak, green leather pants, and green shoes, with black hair, dull eyes, and an expressionless face.
He was known as “Wooden Man” Aemthi, a user of the Paramecia-type Bark-Bark Fruit.
Fourth was just one person, sitting on a raft, but everyone around him looked at him with awe.
He had black short hair, sharp yellow eyes like an eagle, a short beard, and a black hat adorned with white fur. He wore a wine-red patterned shirt, a black windbreaker, white trousers, black short boots, and carried a small cross knife in front of him and a black cross sword on his back.
He was none other than the Hawkeye, the rising star who had recently gained fame and was hailed as the most likely to become the world’s greatest swordsman, Dracule Mihawk.
Among the four factions, Jorlag, Butler, and Aemthi formed a triangular standoff, with Jorlag on the left and the other two on the right. The air was filled with a smell of gunpowder.
Meanwhile, Mihawk sat on his raft outside the triangle, resting with his legs crossed and his eyes closed.
Unlike the others who were after the bounty, Mihawk was more interested in battling strong opponents and honing his swordsmanship.
And according to the information he had gathered, Strala was undoubtedly a very good target!
Coincidentally, he had been in the vicinity recently, so as soon as he received the news, he rushed over immediately.
Just at this moment, a warship appeared above Twin Cape, attracting the attention of everyone present, even Mihawk opened his eyes.
“Boss, they’re here!”
“The people have arrived!”
“Get ready!”
…
Aemthi, Butler, Jorlag, and Mihawk stared at the warship slowly descending from Twin Cape.
For a moment, a sense of solemnity filled the battlefield.
“Hurry, they’re here!”
“Take photos, take photos!”
“Click, click!”
…
The reporters at the Twin Cape’s Lighthouse quickly raised their cameras and excitedly took pictures, sending them back to their respective news agencies in the first moment.
Soon, the warship descended from Twin Cape.
And arrived at the battlefield filled with wreckage of ships.
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