Chapter 1637 Bonnie's Call

Blackbeard Teach's audacity in openly humiliating Magellan, the former warden of Impel Down, at Marineford, shows no remorse and relentlessly draws hatred towards himself.

Behind this, perhaps lies something he realized after that near-death experience: if you have strength, you must show it!

We must not only instill fear in our enemies, but also make it known to the outside world and to potential followers who are still observing.

Only in this way can he, this rapidly rising star, attract more ambitious individuals and outlaws to his side, making his path to building an evil force smoother.

As time progresses faster, Teach won't play games like his father, Rocks, where he steals partners—that method is too slow.

What he wanted was a more direct and efficient method.

With absolute power, the most terrifying achievements, and a mad attitude that tramples on all rules, he proclaimed his existence to the entire ocean.

All those who have already gone overseas, or are about to go overseas, and who are eager to get a share of the pie in this new era, will naturally vote with their feet.

Choose the captain who seems most promising and powerful, and Teach is convinced that he is the rising star!

A fast sailing ship flying the flag of the revolutionary army is sailing with the wind.

The former prisoners captured by the revolutionary army from Impel Down, along with some of the prisoners who had regained their freedom, were watching the battle at Marineford through a listening device mounted on the ship.

The scene clearly showed Magellan's naked body and the humiliating sight of him being held in Blackbeard's hands like a dead dog.

"Serves you right!"

"What a fitting retribution!"

"Well done, Blackbeard!"

Almost every pirate who escaped from Impel Down was clapping and cheering.

They had suffered greatly from Magellan's venom, and now, seeing their director meet such a fate, they felt only a morbid pleasure.

Hannibal and other former Impel Down officials, protected by the revolutionary soldiers, could only clench their fists, bite their lips, and let tears of humiliation and indignation silently stream down their faces as they watched the humiliating scene unfold.

They dared not utter a word of objection, for the gazes cast upon them by the surrounding pirate prisoners were filled with hostility.

Standing at the bow, the dragon, propelled by its Devil Fruit power, made the ship move at speeds several times greater than normal sailing, and silently watched everything unfold before its eyes.

He didn't have much interaction with Magellan, but as a prominent figure at a certain level, he couldn't help but feel a little wistful at this moment.

"Does Blackbeard not even want to leave people with the last shred of dignity?"

"I wonder what his own fate will be?"

Yes, even if someone was once a towering figure, a great man who guarded a region, once defeated, in the face of cruel reality, he can only lose all dignity like a dead dog. This is the cruel law of this sea.

Magellan's mentality must have completely collapsed.

Ivankov, the transvestite king, walked to the dragon's side, a complex expression of sorrow and sympathy on his face. The final stage of his life had ended like this; perhaps even Magellan himself hadn't imagined it.

The transvestite king couldn't help but think of himself and the revolutionary army.

What will the future hold for the revolutionary army as they follow Dragon Leader in pursuit of that distant ideal?

Is it a successful overthrow of the world government and the establishment of a new order?

Or will they one day suffer a similar tragic end? Can the revolution truly ultimately triumph?

In this somber atmosphere—

"Bulu Bulu... Bulu Bulu..."

A series of rapid Den Den Mushi rings suddenly came from inside Ryu's wide cloak.

Long frowned slightly, reached into his robes, and took out a Den Den Mushi (snail phone) that was vibrating incessantly and had a rather peculiar appearance.

On the shell of this Den Den Mushi, a striking head of short pink hair appeared, making it look like a little snail.

He answered the Den Den Mushi (a type of electric scooter).

"Hello? Hello? Can anyone hear me?"

A young girl's voice, tinged with a hint of probing and curiosity, came from the other end of the Den Den Mushi.

"I don't know if my father's Den Den Mushi will work, or who I can call," the girl seemed to be talking to herself.

Ivankov, who had been planning to return to his cabin to rest, froze as if struck by lightning the moment he heard the voice.

The voice sounded so familiar that it instantly reminded him of an old friend he hadn't seen in a long time.

"etc"!

Ivankov turned around abruptly and rushed back to the dragon's side, his voice trembling with excitement: "Is...is it little Bonnie?"

He practically brought his face close to the Den Den Mushi and shouted, "I'm Ivankov, your father's friend. Is that you, Bonny?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the Den Den Mushi.

Then, the girl's voice rang out again, tinged with doubt and uncertainty: "Uncle Ivankov, the transvestite king?"

"Shouldn't you be in Impel Down? You escaped?"

"It's me, it's definitely me!"

Ivankov nearly jumped up excitedly, “We’ve successfully escaped! Where’s your father, Big Bear? Is he with you?”

"Tell us where you are, and we'll come pick you up right now. Don't worry, we're the revolutionary army, not bad guys!"

Unexpectedly, the person on the other end of the Den Den Mushi was indeed Bonnie. Ryu and Ivankov both showed expressions of surprise and delight.

In these turbulent times, it is undoubtedly a comforting thing to hear news of the children of a deceased friend.

When Ivankov uttered the words "Revolutionary Army," Bony on the other end of the Den Den Mushi fell into an even longer silence.

The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat heavy.

A few seconds later, with a long "beep," Bonnie hung up the phone and stopped contacting them altogether.

"what?"

Ivankov, holding the now restored and silent Den Den Mushi, looked at the dragon beside him with a bewildered expression. "Did I say something wrong?"

Long gazed silently at the surging sea below, the surprise on his face long gone, replaced by a deep sense of helplessness.

Long's voice was calm, "Perhaps this child harbors resentment towards our revolutionary army because of what happened to her mother back then."

He didn't offer much explanation, nor did he defend himself or the revolutionary army.

Some wounds, once inflicted, are very difficult to heal.

Some debts are not easily repaid. Long admits that he bears some responsibility for this, but there is no point in saying more at this moment.

However, for Ivankov, at least one thing was certain: Big Bear and Bonnie seemed to be safe and sound, and that was enough.

"That's fine..."

As Ivankov gazed at the vast sea, he thought to himself, "Let this unfortunate father and daughter stay away from these dangerous conflicts from now on, and don't drag them into it anymore."

The road to revolution is fraught with thorns and its future uncertain. Some people are naturally gentle and are able to live out the rest of their lives peacefully, which is a rare and fortunate thing.