#86 - Chapter 86 The Devil from Hell

"You really are full of surprises..."

Tom looked at Jin An, whose height didn't even reach his shoulder, and marveled.

The studio members around him were also very curious about Jin An's actions just now. It was unbelievable that someone with such strength would stay by their side.

"Just a small thing, a small thing..." Jin An waved his hand, modestly.

It seemed like any swordsman could do something like destroying a tsunami.

He wasn't sure he could do it before, but he didn't expect it to be so easy.

Zoro's Flying Slash could easily take down the mountain-sized Pica, and now it seemed that his slash could handle a tsunami without any problem.

In the eyes of the people in the studio, Jin An was being too modest. Doing something like that was beyond their imagination.

At the same time, an investigator from the Marine Headquarters hidden among the civilians reported everything about Water 7 to the headquarters.

Zephyr at the Marine Headquarters put down the Den Den Mushi, his expression complicated. He didn't expect that the kid would give him such a big surprise after only being on a mission for a short time.

"There are actually such interesting juniors in this year's recruits... Our Navy is really full of talent..."

Sitting on the sofa in Zephyr's office was a man with a red flower on his chest and a cigar between his fingers. He became very interested in the person reported on the Den Den Mushi.

"I had a brief encounter with Jin An before. That guy is pretty good." Borsalino also sat down on the other sofa, still with that nonchalant look.

Borsalino seemed to not care about anything, but those who knew him knew that this guy was extremely strong and had a certain influence within the Navy.

"You guys should take care of your own business first..." Zephyr said, looking at the two excellent students in front of him.

These two guys' personalities were no better than Jin An's. Now that they had completed their graduation procedures and officially served as Marine Headquarters Rear Admirals, no one could guess what would happen to the Navy in the future...

"The difficulty of this year's training camp has been greatly increased compared to our time. They're letting those 'recruits' wipe out pirates right away..." Borsalino clipped his nails, the corners of his mouth curving slightly, and no one could guess what he was thinking.

Sakazuki took a puff of his cigar, "It's impossible for the headquarters to let them go to their deaths. They're all being followed. Otherwise, it would be lucky if half of them could return safely."

Pirates don't talk about fair fights with the Navy. When their lives are threatened, they will use any means necessary. Those newbies may not be able to withstand those insidious tricks.

Of the Marines who entered the training camp at the same time as Sakazuki and the others, less than half of them are still fighting on the front lines.

The Navy is not such a comfortable profession. It is always possible to be accompanied by death.

"It's normal to have some protection for the newcomers..." Borsalino said lightly, "If there's no fresh blood, Teacher Zephyr will have a headache."

"That's right, it's because the training camp is for selecting the best of the best that such a task was arranged at the beginning."

Zephyr's graduation requirements for students are very simple.

They just need to be able to complete missions safely when leading teams in the future. If they don't have that ability, they should choose to quit at the beginning and do clerical work.

That way, at least their lives won't be threatened...

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At the same time as the tsunami occurred.

In the first half of the Grand Line, on a nameless island.

The night was dark.

Accompanied by the dim moonlight, the interior of the desolate island was occupied by a frightening red light.

The flames of the bonfire danced, and the light reflected was not a warm gathering, but a scene of hell on earth.

The pirates took wooden firewood from the bonfire and set fire to the houses on the island one by one.

The flames quickly surged around, and the houses made crackling noises as they burned.

Before long, all the surrounding buildings were reduced to charcoal.

The island was covered with the corpses of civilians, and blood stained the land dark red.

"Tch!" A pirate spat on a corpse, "They're all poor bastards. Such a big island doesn't even have 1 million Berries. What a jinx."

He looked at the pirate next to him and asked, "Is everything on this island here?"

"Admiral Oronbus, these guys are too poor. Everything is here."

The pirates were also very dissatisfied. They plundered this place with more than 20 ships, but only got this little bit. The input and output were completely disproportionate.

Screams pierced the silent night sky, and people on the island were still being tortured by the pirates.

Vindictive curses were endless, but more were echoes of pain and despair.

"We can't let these damned lowly people get away with it. Kill all the men to save food, and the women can be taken away and sold to slave owners to earn some money." Oronbus gave orders to his subordinates.

He wanted to squeeze out all the value of these people. He could enjoy the beautiful women first and then sell them, although the price would be lower, but it wouldn't be a loss.

Afterwards, the pirates' laughter rippled in the air, mixed with teasing words, forming a sharp contrast with the wailing and cursing. These laughter not only lacked sympathy and pity, but also contained more cruelty and ridicule.

Their faces, illuminated by the fire, were distorted by evil joy.

Suddenly, a pirate ran over from the pirate ship with a smile on his face.

"Admiral, good news, the brothers who stayed on the island outside Water 7 sent a message saying that they observed that it has been hit by a tsunami!"

Oronbus grinned. He had been waiting for this moment for some time. It had been more than a year since the last time he increased the number of ships. The current ships could no longer afford more crew members. He urgently needed to replenish the pirate group's ships.

After the tsunami, Water 7's defenses are at their lowest every year, and those annoying Marines will not be stationed there.

Although he was not afraid of the Navy, if it interfered with the progress of the pirate ship's construction, it would take him more time to go to sea next time, and he didn't want to be so troublesome.

The eating and drinking of a ship of people is a huge expense, not to mention that he has more than 20 ships of people to support.

"Men, keep partying and keep dancing." Oronbus shouted, "If you're not satisfied on this island, we'll continue to find the next island."

"We pirates have the final say in this sea. Someone always has to harvest the fattened 'pigs'..."

"Follow me, and I guarantee you'll eat and drink well!!!"

After a moment of silence, the pirates burst into violent cheers, and the swords in their hands collided together, making a sound that soared into the sky.

"Long live the Admiral!"

"Let's go to the next island and fuck it up again!!"

"For freedom!!!"

The cheers on the island grew more and more enthusiastic.

The soaring firelight set off the pirates like demons crawling out of hell.

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