Chapter 117 Fishman Island Trapped in a "Crimson Purgatory," Daken is Terrified
Chapter 117 Fishman Island Trapped in a "Crimson Purgatory," Daken is Terrified
Chapter 117 Fishman Island Trapped in a "Crimson Purgatory," Daken is Terrified
"My lords! The scales of victory have tipped in our favor. Tonight—"
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Suddenly, a rapid, panicked knocking interrupted the meeting.
The sound did not come from inside the hall, but from the distant port area through an emergency communication channel.
A scout merman, soaking wet, stumbled and crawled into the government hall. His face was deathly pale, his eyes were filled with terror, and he could barely stand.
"Reporting, reporting to Prince Daken! Something terrible has happened! Outside, something terrible has occurred!"
Daken's face instantly darkened, and he roared furiously.
"What's the panic! Stand up straight like a fishman and speak properly. Even if Aigil brings his men to kill you, it doesn't warrant this outburst."
The scout merman knelt on the ground and shouted a name with all his might, his voice filled with sobs and despair.
"Rocks Pirates!"
All sounds in the room vanished instantly, plunging into a deathly silence.
Daken's anger was extinguished as if doused with a bucket of ice water. His body stiffened abruptly, and sweat instantly poured from his forehead, dripping down his jagged cheeks.
"What nonsense are you spouting? The Rocks Pirates? They're busy clearing out rebels in the New World and fighting against the World Government and the Navy. What business do they have of ours?"
"Ironclad" Gru glared angrily, trying to deny this absurd news.
Not only him, but all the fishmen around him, from Daken to the others, looked terrified.
Fishman Island is somewhat isolated from information, which is why they dared to be so arrogant this time, trampling the Rocks Pirates under their feet and inciting a large number of pirates to clean up Fishman Island.
The plan was to create a time gap, taking advantage of the Rocks Pirates being preoccupied with their own problems, to seize control of Fishman Island first.
As for what happens next, Daken has already come up with a plan.
Once Fishman Island is taken care of, he will immediately side with the World Government and the Navy, openly siding with them.
When the time comes, let the Navy and the World Government fight the Rocks Pirates, while Fishman Island reaps the benefits.
Although no one knows where Daken's inexplicable confidence comes from, that's what he really thinks and what he plans to do.
As a racist who supremacizes fishmen, Daken isn't very strong, but he has a lot of ideas.
In a way, this is a common problem among many weaklings in this world: they are always narrow-minded and don't know how big the world is.
That's why they were so shocked when they suddenly heard news of the Rocks Pirates.
In their minds, with the New World in chaos, the Rocks Pirates should be extremely busy from top to bottom.
The scout's lips trembled as he pointed outside, his voice trembling and incoherent.
"No! It wasn't Rocks himself. It was that monster, Brian the Beast, one of Rocks' four top lieutenants, Your Highness."
The name exploded like a bombshell within the government hall.
Brian the Beasts!
The faces of all the core members in the hall instantly drained of color.
They were all seasoned veterans who had been in the underworld for many years, and no one was unaware of what that name represented.
The Rocks Pirates are among the top five most powerful figures in the world, with an impressive record of victories, including personally killing a veteran admiral of the Navy.
Daken's previously fanatical gaze was instantly replaced by fear. As if struck by lightning, he rushed to the scout and grabbed him by the collar.
"Impossible! How could he be here?!"
"Where...where is his ship?!"
Daken roared, his voice filled with sharp despair.
The scout was terrified, trembling as he pointed to the ceiling of the government building: "He—his black submarine! It was hovering outside the bubble! He didn't dive in! He just—he just shot two enormous, scarlet beams of light directly into Fishman Island!"
"The entire island was enveloped in that crimson light! That light carried a pressure so powerful it could make one's soul tremble!"
"Crimson light?!"
Daken abruptly released his grip, staggering back a few steps.
Such a high-profile move clearly indicates that Brian the Beasts' arrival is not going to end easily.
"Heh, heh heh, I didn't expect the Rocks Pirates to finally arrive."
"Damn it, why couldn't it be a few days later? If it were a few days later, my ambitions could be realized, and maybe the world government could even get involved."
Daken muttered to himself, his original ambition to be the supreme ruler of the fishmen now as fragile as glass under the oppressive power of the "beasts".
He knew that Brian's target was not his brother Egil, but the rebellion he had started.
This "meaningless farce" clearly wasted the time of this top pirate.
"Quickly! Immediately! Hide all weapons! All rebels cease operations! Send someone to appease him at all costs! We are not his enemies! We are innocent!"
Daken's voice was filled with hysteria, but it was too late.
Outside the windows of the government office, two scarlet beams of light, filled with a destructive aura, pierced through everything, turning the entire underground hall into a blood-red inferno.
Brian's "judgment" has arrived.
Beyond the massive coating of Fishman Island, the Devourer, like a primordial beast awakened, overlooks this ancient island.
The massive energy focusers on both sides of the bow lit up, and two scarlet beams, each over ten meters in diameter and focused by a special filter and an aura of domineering will, shot out fiercely!
boom!!!
With unparalleled ferocity, the crimson light pierced through hundreds of meters of seawater, tearing apart the coating bubbles of Fishman Island. With a chillingly violent aura, it dyed the entire Fishman Island blood-red.
Within the beam of light, it seemed as if a tormented soul was wailing; it was the intimidating aura created by Brian's own Conqueror's Haki mixed within it.
The sudden burst of crimson light shattered the mask concealing the chaos on Fishman Island.
All creatures on the island, regardless of their strength, were gripped by this invisible pressure and plunged into primal fear.
The once bustling Coral Street area instantly fell silent.
The fish-man merchant dropped his goods, and the pirates searching for the mermaids all stopped in their tracks.
"My God! Has a sea king gone mad?!"
An elderly merman's knees buckled, and he collapsed to the ground.
He felt that the light brought not only a visual impact, but also a heavy pressure that struck his soul, making even breathing extremely difficult.
Under the beam of light, the scales on every fishman seemed to be stained with blood. They felt an invisible force rapidly draining their courage. This was Brian's most direct warning to them: those who resist will die.
Many weaker fish-men, stimulated by the light, immediately rolled their eyes back, foamed at the mouth, and fainted. Some foreign pirates and wanderers, disregarding their appearance, scrambled into the crevices of the coral reef, knowing better than the locals where this intimidation came from.
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