I started with Demon Slayer, and after drawing the strongest character, I'm invincible!

"lets go."

Gojo Satoru returned to the Kikufuku, and the pirate ship would be taken over and disposed of by the Navy following behind them.

"Yes."

Two days later, the "Joyful Fortune" docked at a small island.

The villagers on the island were all ordinary people, and the group of researchers finally decided to come out of the cabin.

For the first time, Gojo Satoru saw clearly the person he was supposed to protect on this mission: a strangely-looking old man.

Begabank had an exceptionally large head, gray hair, a huge tongue protruding from its mouth and hanging down to its abdomen, and a skullcap resembling an apple branch inserted into its head.

He was very tall, but his legs were extremely thin; in short, he looked quite strange at first glance.

However, Gojo Satoru was already used to the bizarre appearances of the people in this world, as well as their ridiculously tall stature.

He had also seen giants in Marineford, and even those old men like Garp were taller than him.

"Jill, you protect them, I'm going out for a walk."

Gojo Satoru didn't plan to go to the island with the others; he wanted to eat the sweets from the Sabaody Archipelago.

-

Sabaody Archipelago, Mangrove No. 31.

Gojo Satoru walked and ate as he carried a large pile of things, occasionally stopping at roadside stalls to buy trinkets.

"The Celestial Dragons are coming! Everyone run!"

Someone said something like that, and the whole street instantly became chaotic.

Soon the once bustling street became quiet, and Gojo Satoru couldn't help but slowly type a question mark in his mind.

What's going on? He hasn't finished buying everything yet! How come the owner just abandoned the stall and ran away?

Gojo Satoru hadn't heard anyone say that the Celestial Dragons were coming, and left with a puzzled expression.

If there's no one on this street, he can go to another one, right? He doesn't believe that no one in the whole area is open for business.

He came to another street, and strangely, everyone on the street was kneeling on both sides of the road with their heads down, clearly looking very scared.

Huh? Did he really come to the right place? He wasn't like this when he came to the Sabaody Archipelago last time.

Snapped!

"Hurry up, you stupid dog."

A shout came from the end of the street, accompanied by the sound of a whip cracking.

Gojo Satoru strolled down the street as if he hadn't heard anything.

[Why are there still people there?]

[Oh no, he's definitely going to die.]

[It's too late, the Celestial Dragons are here.]

The civilians kneeling on both sides of the road felt a pang of anxiety when they saw people in the middle of the street, and all sorts of thoughts arose spontaneously.

They dared not utter a word to remind the young man, and could only keep their heads bowed tightly.

They were powerless in this situation; if they angered the Celestial Dragons, they would be the ones to die.

Soon, Gojo Satoru, who was all alone, ran into a luxurious group.

The leader of the group sat astride a slave. He had a wretched appearance, a fat face, thick lips, and a snotty nose.

He was wearing clothes that looked like a spacesuit, and he also had a transparent hood on his head.

Then he was playing with a golden pistol in his hand, with a group of guards and slaves following him on both sides.

He was none other than the Celestial Dragon Charlos Saint, and upon seeing someone dare to appear in his path, he flew into a rage.

"You lowly commoner, how dare you block my way! Guards, arrest him!"

Upon hearing Charles Saint's words, the two guards on the left acted swiftly, approaching Gojo Satoru ready to attack.

With a bang, two figures flew backward and lay on the ground, their fate unknown.

"Where did this ugly monster come from? It's so ugly it's blinding."

Gojo Satoru put on his sunglasses with a look of disgust. This ugly, idiotic-looking monster was the Celestial Dragon the old man had mentioned.

Is this what world nobility looks like? What kind of idiot is this?

"You lowly wretch, how dare you insult me? You bunch of idiots, seize him now, I'll make him wish he were dead."

Charlos roared in exasperation, pointing his golden pistol at Gojo Satoru and pulling the trigger without hesitation.

The bullet stopped in front of Gojo Satoru and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Do you even know what it means to be an ugly person who does all sorts of strange things? That's exactly what a fool like you is like."

With one hand holding something, Gojo Satoru appeared in front of Charlos Saint the next second and slammed his fist, the size of a sandbag, into his face.

"You keep calling me a lowly commoner, you've got some nerve. Today I'll show you why the flowers are so red."

boom! boom! boom!

The sound of fists landing terrified everyone present, and they stared at Gojo Satoru's actions with pale faces.

The Celestial Dragons, who are high and mighty, have actually been attacked. This is a major incident, and the World Government will not let the culprit who harmed the Celestial Dragons get away with it.

Whew! That felt great!

Gojo Satoru stomped on Charlos Saint's face, and the bubble headgear on his head was already completely shattered.

He had already fainted, lying on the ground with a bruised and swollen face, looking extremely miserable.

Of course, his guards also lay on the ground, the whole family was together, not a single one missing.

As for those slaves, they had all run away long ago, and Gojo Satoru couldn't be bothered with them.

He glanced at the audience around him, and just as he was about to ask if anyone had a pen, they all vanished in a flash.

Gojo Satoru:? ? ?

He looked at the empty street in confusion. Was he really that scary?

Never mind, I can just redeem a pen in the store.

Finally, Gojo Satoru drew a giant turtle on Charlos Saint's face before leaving.

He silently thought to himself: Ah! I'm such a good person, I didn't even kill anyone.

Hehe! If I ever see this nasty thing again, I'll beat it up every time.

-

clatter! clatter! clatter!

Not long after Gojo Satoru left the Sabaody Archipelago, squadrons of naval forces arrived at Mangrove Area 31.

Charlos Saint was immediately taken to the hospital, and martial law was imposed on the Sabaody Archipelago, prohibiting anyone from leaving the island.

Navy Headquarters.

Upon receiving news of the attack on the Celestial Dragons, Sengoku's expression darkened, and he immediately dispatched Akainu to the Sabaody Archipelago to capture the culprit.

He frowned deeply. Who on earth dared to attack a Celestial Dragon? Could it be the Revolutionary Army?

Thinking of this, he glared at Garp across from him.

Why are you looking at me like that? If you want to eat, just eat.

Kapu leisurely held a cup of tea in his hand, with several plates of snacks on the table.

He didn't care at all about the Celestial Dragons being attacked. If he weren't a Marine, he would have beaten those idiots up long ago.

"Garp, you still have the mind to drink tea here? This incident might have been the work of the Revolutionary Army."

Zhan Guo couldn't help but snort coldly. It was all because of that bastard's good son, who kept causing them trouble.

Garp seemed not to hear Sengoku's words, not even lifting an eyelid.

"That's not right. Whoever did it has nothing to do with me. What do I have to worry about?"

It wasn't him who attacked the Celestial Dragons. Even if the Revolutionary Army did it, what does that have to do with him?

So what if his son is a revolutionary soldier? He's not a revolutionary soldier.