Chapter 1586 Navy Night Demon

Steelbone Kong, a seasoned naval admiral who had seen countless battles and death, stood stiffly at the door of the ward, like a stone statue drained of all its strength.

His eyes, which had once seen through countless conspiracies and wars, were now shrouded in a layer of murky mist, blurring his vision.

In his mind, images of fighting alongside Zephyr flashed through his mind: hunting down vicious pirates together in the New World, training new recruits in the training camp, arguing heatedly about the future of the Navy in the Fleet Admiral's office, and so on...

All these warm and vivid memories were shattered at this moment by the bloody hellish scene before my eyes.

Two streams of hot tears uncontrollably slid down from the corners of his wrinkled eyes. This old marshal, who had been strong all his life, could not hide his tears at this moment.

He couldn't accept it, he simply couldn't accept it, that one of his most trusted comrades, General Black Wrist, had fallen to such a state.

He finally understood why the nearby medical tents were all empty and why the air was filled with such a heavy aura of death.

It turns out that the wounded who should have been treated, and the medical staff who were saving lives, had all been abducted by this monster and become his food.

In the corner of the room, the dozens of skeletons piled up like a mountain, completely devoured and devoured, leaving not a trace of flesh or blood, are the most gruesome evidence.

The old marshal's hoarse voice, like a broken bellows, was filled with endless grief and indignation: "So it was you who was the Night Demon who committed evil deeds and ate people in the Sabaody Archipelago!"

"Why is Zephyr..."

Steel Bone clenched his fists so tightly they cracked, veins bulging on his arms and forehead, and jet-black Armament Haki emanated from his fists.

Tell me, why did you do that?

"Why?! Why?!"

He frantically searched for reasons for Zephyr's death. Was it the trauma of his family being brutally murdered by pirates? Was it the grief of his beloved students being almost entirely wiped out?

Were these successive tragedies the final cause of the general's unwavering commitment to non-killing, leading to a complete mental breakdown?

Is that so? It must be so, right? Kong would rather believe that Zephyr is insane than believe that he willingly fell into depravity. Most of the Navy's filter on Zephyr is too thick, and they simply cannot believe that Night Demon is him.

Faced with his old friend's heart-wrenching questioning, Zephyr appeared unusually calm, even somewhat indifferent.

Before Steelbone Kong even pushed open the door, his beast-like instincts had already sensed the arrival of his old boss; at this point, pretense was pointless.

He casually tossed the half-eaten remains in his arms into the pile of bones next to him, as if they were just pieces of trash.

He raised his still-intact arm and casually wiped his mouth, which was covered in blood and bits of flesh. Even as he spoke, he spat out a small piece of broken finger bone from between his teeth.

"I'm so hungry!"

Zefa showed no remorse or emotion, as if stating something perfectly ordinary: "After being injured by Nanika, I could no longer control my body's desire to eat."

"Is eating people your pleasure?"

Steelbone Kong stared intently at Zephyr, trying to find a trace of familiarity in those bandaged eyes. He didn't believe that eating people could bring any power; it was just the behavior of a beast.

"We're all getting old..."

His voice suddenly became agitated, filled with an intense and overwhelming sense of resentment, "But I'm not reconciled. I'm not reconciled to just drag this broken body along and slowly die of old age in a hospital bed!"

"I still have unfinished business. I still need to seek justice from this world. My wife and children cannot have died in vain."

Steel Bone's pupils contracted to their limit as an unbelievable scene suddenly unfolded before his eyes: it turned out that eating people really did grant power.

Suddenly, the bandaged wound on Zephana's left arm, where it had been severed at the shoulder, began to writhe violently.

The bandages were forcibly stretched open, and fresh flesh and blood proliferated wildly at a visible speed.

White bones are built one by one, and the bones grow and take shape rapidly. Nerves, blood vessels, muscle fibers, and even skin are all regenerating in a way that defies common sense.

In just a few breaths, a perfectly intact arm miraculously grew out of thin air.

Moreover, the lingering aura of death emanating from Zephyr was receding at an alarming rate.

The deep wrinkles on his face began to smooth out, his loose skin became firm and elastic again, and even his short purple hair seemed to become shinier.

Under Steelbone Kong's incredulous gaze, Zephyr before him seemed to have experienced a reversal of time, becoming twenty or thirty years younger in a short moment, returning to the appearance of Black Arm Zephyr in his memory, who was in his prime.

Zefa slowly raised his newly grown arm, clenched his fist tightly, felt the surging power within, and a look of almost obsessive satisfaction appeared on his face. "This is the benefit that eating people brings me."

"Their lives and their vitality will become part of my strength, and I will carry their share and live on together."

"You bastard!!"

Steel Bone Kong finally lost his temper completely!

Zefa's attempt to glorify cannibalism was utterly twisted and heretical, completely igniting the last shred of hope in his heart. No reason can justify trampling on life and falling into demonic depravity.

"I will personally escort you to a military court and put you on trial," Steelbone Kong's figure shot out like a cannonball.

His iron fist, covered in top-tier Armament Haki, whistled as it tore through the air, and struck Zephyr's face without any fancy moves. The old marshal's anger was transformed into this earth-shattering blow.

Zephyr neither dodged nor evaded. His newly regenerated left arm was instantly covered in jet-black Armament Haki, and his muscles bulged as he threw a punch to meet the attack. He wanted to test the power of this newfound strength.

Two fists, each brimming with terrifying power, collided violently, unleashing a visible circular shockwave emanating from the two men.

The enormous medical tent where the two were located could not withstand the terrifying force and was torn to shreds in an instant.

Inside the tent, the mountains of bones and splattered flesh and blood were scattered wildly in all directions like a shower of flowers.

Amidst the billowing smoke, the two figures clashed briefly before separating, only to collide fiercely once more. The muffled thuds of their fists and feet striking each other sounded like the beating of war drums.

Amidst this chaotic ruin, Zephyr's youthful figure was finally fully exposed to the outside world. The Marines who arrived to maintain order had no idea what had happened.

I don't understand why there's infighting among the Navy's high command. The old Fleet Admiral, Steelbone, is relentlessly attacking former Admiral Zephyr, as if they have some deep-seated grudge.