Chapter 228: Five Consecutive Kills
Shanks stared at the glowing [Attribute Converters],
as if seeing his inner suspicions confirmed.
The thick dragon crystal energy, nearly solidifying into mist, was being steadily altered by the devices in the Marines' hands—
transformed into clusters of gray-black death aura.
"This is bad… completely insane. Could the Navy really be trying to…"
Sensing the growing death energy, Dragon's eyes widened in shock.
Dragon blood boiled as he entered Dragonman form.
Covered head to toe in emerald-blue scales, the Revolutionary Army leader, wielding his Wind Dragon bloodline's mastery over air currents, leapt through the battlefield and landed near Smoker in a flash.
He had to stop this.
"Stupid son! Let your old man give you a good beating!"
Garp couldn't manipulate air currents,
but his Lightning Dance technique brought unarmed combat to its peak. His body moved like lightning, leaving only a static afterimage.
Coated in Armament Haki and armed with overwhelming physical strength, his punch shattered the ground like a quake.
"The Navy's insane… Do they want to monopolize the Corrupted Lord's power?"
Dragon's scaled arms blocked the blow.
Though they were made of flesh and bone, the impact rang out like clashing steel.
Several dragon scales shattered from Garp's brute strength, and the ground beneath Dragon caved in, leaving him buried in a crater.
"Don't talk nonsense."
Garp didn't like arguing—especially with family.
He expressed emotions best through fists.
Toxic Devouring Nether Monkey!
Doflamingo's face darkened.
As a puppeteer with low base stats, the combined poison aura and death energy were devouring his health. In just minutes, he had downed two life-recovery potions.
He had to deal with Smoker first.
The emaciated puppet monkey that could devour poison leapt toward Smoker—
only to be stopped by a burst of freezing air.
"Sorry, Heavenly Yaksha."
Aokiji slid in atop a newly exchanged snowmobile, gliding across the battlefield on a path of ice.
The snow spray from his braking maneuver froze the toxic monkey in place.
"That's a Tier-3 magical beast from the Douqi Continent—stronger than five-star fighters—and he froze it? Did Aokiji just get a new ability?"
Doflamingo's glare was hidden beneath his visor.
Still smiling, he asked, "Care to tell me how many reward points you spent?"
"No."
Aokiji carefully packed away the snowmobile, worth 5,000 reward points.
It was expensive because it contained a special power source.
It came from the world of [Skiing Adventure].
As long as he performed flashy stunts—backflips, long slides—the snowmobile would accumulate frost energy to amplify his powers.
Far better than his old bike.
"No worries, Aokiji."
Doflamingo's forehead pulsed with anger, but he kept smiling.
"I'll tell you—my puppet setup cost me 300,000 reward points."
In the Reincarnation Game,
reward point expenditure was a measure of a player's strength.
More points meant stronger powers, better equipment.
Fwoosh.
A mechanical puppet arm appeared on Doflamingo's right arm, spewing intense flame across the battlefield.
"This is my Lv.19 Fire Cloud Arm. The flame it produces is hotter than magma—perfect against ice."
"So don't underestimate a puppeteer!"
The blazing fire engulfed Aokiji.
But a calm voice rang out through the flames.
"The Ice-Ice Fruit has limits. But I've found a new path through the Reincarnation Game."
Crack.
The frost spread, turning the fire into icy mist.
A chilling arrow broke through the ice and nearly pierced Doflamingo's heart—only blocked by his fire-arm puppet, which now bore a deep dent.
"Magic?"
Sensing the unfamiliar energy from the ice arrow,
Doflamingo barely moved before Aokiji appeared in front of him—frost already seeping into his bones.
"Close-range ice magic!"
Aokiji swung an ice bow like a blade, slamming Doflamingo through the air.
Exhaling a puff of icy mist,
he pressed his palm to his chest, feeling his heartbeat—but no warmth.
[Eye of Darkness]: A special organ born in the Demon Realm, containing immense life energy.
In a harsh world of ruthless magic, its mages sought power by any means.
They discovered the Eye of Darkness while researching dark magic—and replaced their hearts to gain limitless mana.
The Ice-Ice Fruit was powerful—
but its energy lacked depth.
With the Eye of Darkness implanted, Aokiji's frost was now laced with magic—dozens of times more powerful than before.
"Hmph… I don't want to fight you."
Doflamingo laughed bitterly, furious.
"I just need to stall you. I don't believe Mihawk, Shanks, and the others will let the Navy's scheme succeed."
"That's not your concern."
Just then,
a figure who had remained aboard the Navy ship all this time—Vice Admiral Tsuru, the brains of the Navy—appeared on Death Island.
Adamantine Lockdown!
She unfurled a ninjutsu scroll.
Chains of iron burst into the sky,
piercing through the hearts of senior Marine officers and low-ranking troops alike.
They formed a vast formation, channeling power from nearly ten thousand Marines.
Hawkeye and Shanks were instantly bound in place.
"The Navy's greatest strength… is unity."
"Pirates may have strong top players, but even when they cooperate, they're a scattered mess.
They'll always fall into conflict for one reason or another."
"The Revolutionary Army is united—but far too few in number. They can't match the Navy."
"To think… Sengoku really gambled everything and carved a new path for Marine Headquarters."
Fang Yi had known Sengoku's desperate plan from the beginning.
He wanted to use the [Dragon Crystal] and [Attribute Converters] to rapidly gather death aura.
Fang Yi had explained it before:
Each Corrupted Lord revival required accumulating miasma over time,
so Death Island would always seal itself for a while after each kill.
Everyone heard that.
Only Sengoku remembered—and acted.
He bet the Navy's entire fate on it.
"Wasn't he afraid of losing everything?" Afu asked in confusion.
Fang Yi smiled. "Of course he was. But he had no choice."
From Luffy's perspective, Marines might seem like clowns.
But Sengoku was called the Grand Strategist for a reason—he saw the bigger picture.
Originally, the World Government and the Navy were symbiotic.
The Government was dominant, the Navy auxiliary.
But neither could exist without the other.
The Navy needed logistical support.
The Government needed global enforcers.
But now?
The Reincarnation Game shattered that balance.
The Government could operate alone—without needing the Navy at all.
But the Navy, once cut off, would collapse.
Best case: they become a scattered band of small military groups—no longer a Navy, but just another pirate crew.
So if the Fleet Admiral hesitated or failed even once—
the Navy would vanish from the seas.
No one else saw it.
Only Sengoku did.
So he sold Marine Headquarters.
Not to raise elite players,
but to buy five Apollo Bombs and devices to accelerate the Lord's revival.
He bet the Navy's destiny on the Reincarnation Game.
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