From the Navy Admiral to the Gotei 13

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Doflamingo sighed inwardly, "You're just unlucky, Crocodile. You're a natural-type esper after all. The Admiral has his sights set on you. ... Perform to your heart's content, give him your final pleasure, and then... give him your all."

Chapter 365 The Navy is about to start a new game!

On the streets of Albana, Diarmait glanced at the red sun in the sky, then looked at the streets that had suddenly become deserted, and asked curiously, "What's going on these past two days? Where have all the people gone?" A few days ago, the city was still prosperous, with caravans coming and going, and even big jewelers setting up exhibition halls here.

Why did it become like this today?

At this moment, Vergo came over from a distance and said, "General, Alba~something is going to happen." "What is it?" Diarmuid asked.

"It is said that a large number of rebels and sand bandits have gathered in Yuba, hundreds of thousands of them, and they are going to attack Albana!" Virgo said in a deep voice.

Diarmait's eyes flashed with understanding, and he whispered, "Is Crocodile about to take action? This dormant sand crocodile is finally baring its fangs."

But soon, Diarmuid shook his head and said, "Cobra is good in every way except that he's too kind. He let this kind of news spread all over the streets and alleys, and he even let these people leave. Is he afraid that he hasn't lost badly enough?"

Normally, when something like this happens, the news must be blocked and active preparations for war must be made. The people in the city can serve as reserves for the city defense. Even if they cannot go to the front line, they can help transport food, cook meals, etc.

At the same time, the reputation of the Nefertari clan in the entire Alabasta has been almost ruined by Crocodile.

Only the people of Albana who have always lived with Cobra can understand that their king is not that bad.

But unfortunately, he let go of these people who were willing to support him in the end.

As for the standing troops of Alabasta, there is no doubt that their families should be in Albana. Now that their family members have fled, what reason do they have to defend this capital?

By loyalty?

Isn't that nonsense?

An extremely prosperous city became extremely depressed within a few days just because of the news of the impending outbreak of war.

After walking a few more steps on the street, Diarmuid asked, "Is there any news about the Song of Life Army in Alba? It is said that Dorag has joined forces with that guy Cobra. How come things turned out like this with him around?" "No news. In fact, I haven't seen anything related to the Song of Life Army in the past few days." Vergo shook his head.

“How strange.” Diarmait smacked his lips, but ultimately did not ask any more questions.

Changing the subject, Diarmait asked, "Have you found any information on the Devil Fruit inheritance technique possessed by Alabasta, as Doflamingo mentioned?"

"No, it should be in the hands of the Nefertari clan. I've confirmed it, and it's just as the young master said. For hundreds and thousands of years, the abilities of the two animal systems, jackals and falcons, have been passed down in the hands of the Nefertari clan..." Vergo explained.

"With such advanced technology, they still managed to mess up Alabasta like this. I really admire these people of Nefertari." Diarmuid said with a tone of contempt.

After a brief pause, Diarmait said, "This technology is very valuable. The benefits it can bring to our navy are immeasurable. Taking advantage of this chaotic war, with Spandaine providing us with cover, let's find a way to obtain this technology."

"Understood, General." Vergo nodded in response.

Originally, Diarmait had no intention of interfering in Alabasta's affairs.

But now that he has become the user of the Dark-Dark Fruit, he is very interested in Crocodile's abilities. Although Crocodile's Sand-Sand Fruit ability is severely restrained, there is no doubt that as a natural ability, the Sand-Sand Fruit is still very powerful, otherwise it would not have supported Crocodile to become the top pirate, and even reach the position of One of the Seven Warlords of the Sea.

Plus, this guy is really a bastard, and Diarmait has no psychological pressure to deal with him. He happens to be in Alabasta, so he decided to use him as the first sacrifice for the power of the Dark-Dark Fruit!

On the other hand, because he successfully evolved into a dual-fruit ability user in front of Doflamingo, he demonstrated extremely powerful and overwhelming power.

This time, Doflamingo was completely nailed to Diarmait's camp.

The most direct evidence is that when Diarmait heard how Doflamingo made up the story to fool Teach, he casually asked about the jackals and falcons of Alabasta.

Doflamingo quickly told him everything he knew.

The Nefertari clan really has the technology to control the power of devil fruits and regenerate!

Although for Diarmait, with the Dark-Dark Fruit, it seems that he can also do this.

But can he, alone, compare with a mature technology?

The navy is such a huge system. If he were to be responsible for all of this, wouldn't he be exhausted to death?

So we still need to develop some technology!

Therefore, Diarmait decided to intervene in the affairs of Alabasta.

Just as Diarmuid and Vergo were walking on the street while chatting.

Suddenly, a wisp of yellow sand blew by with the wind, and Diarmait's steps stopped in place.

Virgo was stunned for a moment, feeling a little strange, but he soon reacted. He turned around and saw a figure had appeared behind him without him noticing.

If that guy wanted to, the flaw that exposed the vital points on my back would be enough for him to kill me.

The figure was wearing a dark green windbreaker with a hood that covered most of his face, but some red lines could be vaguely seen on his face.

"Monkey. D. Dragon..." Vergo took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

"When did you discover me?" Diarmait asked without turning his head.

Looking at Diarmait's back, Dorag smiled and said, "You don't really think that such a low-level cover-up like yours can go unnoticed, do you? I even feel like you're not really hiding at all, just casually fooling around...Wouldn't people recognize you if you wore local clothes, Diarmait?"

“From the beginning?” Diarmait asked.

"That's about right." Dorag said ambiguously.

"Have you been monitoring me during this time?" Diarmait asked again.

"How is that possible? If I were keeping watch, you wouldn't notice. I wouldn't do such a rude thing. I heard you were on vacation, and you looked so relaxed, so I didn't bother you," Dorag said with a smile. Diarmuid turned around, glanced at Dorag, and asked curiously, "So, what's the meaning of your sudden appearance here today?"

"A war is about to break out, a chaotic battle involving hundreds of thousands or even millions of people. At this time, you, the admiral of the navy, are still wandering around Albana. Should I come over to say hello? By the way, let me ask you, what exactly are you going to do?" Dorag asked, looking into Diarmait's eyes.

Diarmait scratched his head and said, "I'm really on vacation, but I have to remind you that you made a wrong bet. The Nefertari clan is too powerful, and you can't stop Crocodile and those guys." "Is it because they have the support of Mary Geoise?" Dorag asked in a deep voice.

“That’s about right.” Diarmait said softly.

"Alas..." Dorag sighed, a rare occurrence, and then said, "I know the water here is too strong, but time is of the essence, Diarmait..."

Before Diarmait could speak, Dorag looked at him with a complicated look and said, "Your navy is moving too fast. It's so fast that I feel like I'm suffocating..."

Diarmait pretended not to understand and said, "What nonsense?"

"I'm pretending to be stupid, do you really think I'm a fool?" Dorag rolled his eyes at Diarmuid, and then said, "Smoker's cooperation with Queen Stussy, Amway Group, isn't it the navy behind it? Where do their huge supplies come from? Without a doubt, it's the Calm Belt. I have checked many of Amway Group's unique products, and they are only produced in the Calm Belt. And you used to be the base commander of G-7. After that, every base commander of G-7, Gion, Doberman, and now Flying Squirrel, are all your confidants. Oh, by the way, maybe I haven't told you? Mori... The giant cadre of our Songming Army is the one who hid all the wealth of Mary Geoise in the Red Earth Continent." Dorag spoke like he was telling a story.

"Hmm? What's wrong?" Diarmait asked.

At the same time, his expression was a little strange. As expected, did Dorag know all this?

"Morrie, who was once imprisoned in Imperial," Dorag said suddenly.

Diarmait??? Requesting flowers.

"Everyone thought that Impelton was an iron wall fortress for eight hundred years and no one had ever been able to escape from there, but Mori was actually a prisoner who escaped from Impelton. So, I'm sorry, I also know something about what your navy did in Impelton..." Dorag smiled.

Diarmait was really surprised at this time.

He had the impression that this was the case. It seemed that the giant had been in Imperial, and he finally escaped from prison and was declared "missing". It was not announced, but that seemed to be a hundred years ago?

What does this have to do with me?

However, since Dorag had said this, Diarmuid no longer had any doubts. Without sufficient evidence, it was impossible for Dorag to know about Impelton's affairs.

And if he knew it, it meant that it was already exposed to his sight.

"So, I'm putting too much pressure on you?" Diarmait asked in some surprise. Does that mean this guy is almost driven crazy by me?

"Yes, according to my speculation, your navy will undergo tremendous changes in five years at most. By then, there will probably be no force in this world that can stop you." Dorag nodded.

"Five years?" Diarmait smiled. It wasn't five years anymore. It was just these two years.

Then Diarmait asked again, “So, you mean to stop me, or to stop the navy?”

"That's undoubtedly like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. What's more, what reason do I have to stop the navy from upholding its own justice? To be honest, it's because I can't go back now, otherwise I would definitely join your plan." Dorag shook his head and said without hesitation.

...00"So what do you mean?" Diarmait frowned.

"In my opinion, you will definitely open a new game, and I, our Song of Life Army, also want to sit in this new game. For this reason, I have to fight for more chips for myself and the Song of Life Army, Diarmait... You have to admit that no matter how powerful the navy is and what it can do, the navy alone cannot maintain and stabilize this world, right?" Dorag said in a deep voice.

"I think I understand what you mean. That is to say, you have already changed your plan, right? What you said before about the so-called Kingdom of Goa was just to confuse me? You see the huge waves that the navy is about to stir up, and you see that the world will undergo earth-shaking changes. The rule that has never been shaken for eight hundred years will eventually be shattered by the anger of the navy imprisoned by power. So, everything you do now is no longer for change, but to accumulate more power and join this new game dominated by the navy?" Diarmait said after thinking for a while.

Before Drago could speak, Diarmuid said in a deep voice, "Do you think you can ride on this wave and establish a new power? I'm telling you, Drago, don't even think about it. The reason is that you, the Song of Life Army, are not qualified enough!"

"It's because I'm not qualified that I'm so anxious, and it's because of this that I need more bargaining chips. But don't worry, Mary Geoise's depravity and corruption are visible to the naked eye, and I have no intention of forming a so-called new class. I just want to fight for enough rights and interests for the Songming Army, and fight for an opportunity and identity to express their opinions and will openly. Speaking of which, in this regard, we have always cooperated very happily, haven't we?" Dorag said after a pause.

Diarmait looked at Dragon, and after a long silence, he suddenly smiled and said, "You can't win. You will definitely lose in Alabasta, Dragon." "But we have to try, don't we?" Dragon said with some emotion.

"Okay, I don't want to discuss these issues with you at all. Speaking of which, since you're here, do you want to see my new power? It's very interesting...hahahaha." Diarmait asked with a big laugh.

"What? After winning the war in the New World, you think you are invincible?" Dorag asked Diarmait with amusement.

The depressing atmosphere between the two of them just now has completely dissipated.

"Don't think so. I'm invincible. Believe it or not, I can take you down right now!" Diarmait said, a dark aura emanating from his hand. A hint of surprise crossed Dorag's eyes as he asked, "This... this isn't your ability, is it?"

(I will only update four times today, I have something to do.) Earth.

Chapter 366: Millions of rebels arrived in the desert storm!

A remote temple in the Kingdom of Albana.

Dorag, wearing a hood, pushed open the door without saying a word and walked in.

"Oh, Dorag, you're back." Ivankov happened to be in the palace at the time. After seeing Dorag, he greeted him and said, "Moria is ready. Come and take a look. ... Hello?"

Dorag lowered his hood slightly, covering most of his face, and seemed to be walking towards the palace.

After hearing Ivankov's cry, he said without turning his head: "Yes, I understand."

"What are you doing? Why are you so weird?" Ivankov looked at Dorag with some curiosity.

And Dorag unconsciously tilted his head slightly.

But the more he did this, the more Ivankov felt something was wrong. Taking advantage of Dorag's inattention, Ivankov suddenly put his big head in front of Dorag. Then he was startled at first, then burst into laughter and said, "Ahahahaha, Dorag, what's wrong with you? Did you get beaten?"

Dorag said impatiently, "Move aside. I was just thinking about something and didn't pay attention on the road. I bumped into the stone pillar."

As he spoke, his head involuntarily raised a little, revealing his face from the shadow of the hood.

The left half of his eye was a little swollen and blue and purple, as if he had been punched hard. It looked very funny.

It was precisely because of this appearance that Dorag was unwilling to say more to Ivankov, as any more words would only bring tears.

I don’t know what happened to that bastard Diarmait, but his ability changed. Or perhaps, has his ability awakened?

Anyway, I was not careful and was caught by that bastard and was beaten up. When I resisted, I was punched in the corner of the eye by that guy, which directly disfigured me...

To be honest, Dorag's mentality was a little broken at this time.

He always felt that the gap in strength between him and Diarmait should not be that big. Sometimes he even felt that he was more handsome and stronger.