One Piece: Starting with the Immortal Rocks Pirates

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Dimon followed behind Doflamingo and stopped under the shade of a tree.

Around eight or nine in the morning, the park was already crowded.

As we all know, parks are social spaces, and are great places to walk dogs, exercise, and socialize on weekdays.

However, Celestial Dragons are different from ordinary people. Ordinary people just walk their dogs, but Celestial Dragons walk their slaves.

Some noblewomen in the park would lead ropes, the other end of which was tied around the necks of slaves.

These slaves crawled on all fours like dogs, their faces blank and their eyes lifeless, as if they had long been accustomed to it.

In Damon's observation, these Celestial Dragons can be divided into two categories.

One type dresses like ordinary people, while the other type prefers to wear clothing similar to spacesuits, with a bubble mask on their head.

“Why is there such a difference?”

"Big brother, I don't know either..."

Doflamingo leaned against a tree trunk, arms crossed, his eyes searching for Shamrock in the park behind his sunglasses.

“I don’t like those clothes either; they’re bulky and ugly, but I have to wear them on some important occasions.”

To stand out from the crowd and not breathe the same air as ordinary people?

Dimon shook his head. The people standing in the park were all Celestial Dragons. Who was he trying to impress?

Suddenly, he noticed a child, about five or six years old, wearing a spacesuit walking towards him from a distance, followed by several bodyguards in black.

Is that so?

"It's him, Figaland Shamlock!"

Doflamingo immediately pointed out the target, "Big brother, go and catch him, hurry up."

Why are you in a more anxious mood than I am?

Dimon was speechless. This kid was so unwilling to give up his Celestial Dragon identity.

To be fair, the town of the Holy Land is quite interesting, unlike any other place he has visited.

It is very peaceful and serene. If it were on Earth before the time travel, it would easily be ranked among the top ten most livable cities.

Of course, all of this is built on slavery.

"You stay here."

Leaving a message behind him, Dimon strode toward Shamrock.

As he approached the other person, Shamrock couldn't help but look up, frowning as he looked at Dimon and said:

Why don't you kneel down?

Dimon acted with lightning speed, grabbing the man and lifting him up.

"We great pirates just love bullying brats, hehehe... Nice to meet you, Shamrock."

Chapter 48 Dover, will the coffee just fly to my hands by itself?

"who!"

"You're asking for death! Release Saint Shamrock at once!"

"Guards! Where are the guards?"

The bodyguards in black looked flustered; they hadn't seen when Dimon made his move.

In just a moment, their master, who should have been protected by them, was lifted into the air by the mysterious masked man in front of them.

They dared not act rashly, but instead sternly shouted at them.

The commotion immediately attracted the attention of those around them, and many Celestial Dragons turned their gazes toward it.

When they saw the Figaland children being captured, they all gasped in shock.

Immediately afterwards, screams erupted one after another.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

"Quickly, quickly inform the Knights of God! Come and protect us!"

The park was in complete chaos.

Doflamingo took advantage of the chaos to escape the scene. He wanted to continue being a Celestial Dragon and couldn't be mistaken for an accomplice.

Dimon's Observation Haki detected several powerful auras rapidly approaching, one of which was quite familiar.

Without lingering, he stepped forward, and a magic circle immediately appeared beneath his feet.

Thick black smoke billowed, gradually engulfing him and the hostages.

“Tell Grimgour to prepare the best Devil Fruit to redeem his son.”

Several bodyguards lunged forward, but missed.

The black smoke carried the two away, and eventually the magic circle disappeared as well.

A note was left behind and was caught by one of the bodyguards in black.

"What do we do?! Saint Shamrock has been kidnapped!"

"Why would there be kidnappers in the Holy Land?!"

"Damn it, we're going to be killed!"

The bodyguards were ashen-faced and trembling.

The next moment, a figure descended from the sky; it was a woman wearing a mask.

She wore an outfit similar to a naval uniform, paired with a miniskirt, a hat, and a red scarf, giving her an overall air of elegance.

"What's going on here?"

“Military palace!” one of the bodyguards explained, forcing a smile, then handed the note to the other man: “This is the only thing left behind… A plume of black smoke rose from the thief’s feet, and then he disappeared!”

This description sounds exactly like Lord Im's ability...

Junko received the note, opened it, and saw a string of numbers—a Den Den Mushi number.

"So it's a kidnapper?"

Junzi recalled that seven years ago, a group of pirates had the audacity to capture a Celestial Dragon in the Sabaody Archipelago.

This time they were even more arrogant, actually breaking into the holy land and kidnapping the leader's son.

If he were a useless person, that would be one thing, but it is rumored that Shamrock has excellent aptitude and has inherited the power of his father, Gringu.

"Teleportation ability, kidnapping Celestial Dragons—it's that person!"

Wano Country, Shogun's Residence.

Dimon stood in the center of the pentagram magic circle and dropped the five-year-old boy in his arms onto the ground.

"Who...who are you? Why are you arresting me?"

Shamlock stared in terror at the blue-masked man before him.

"Stop arguing, brat. If your father is willing to show sincerity, I will let you go back."

As he spoke, Dimon called over Abel and instructed him to keep a close eye on the little brat.

Holy Land Marie Gioia.

The kidnapping incident that occurred close to noon shocked the entire city, and the people of Tianlong were uneasy about it.

When Grimm, who was on a mission abroad, learned that his son had been kidnapped, he returned to the holy land immediately.

Pangu City, a place of power struggles.

The five old men, representing the highest power in the world, looked solemn and stared at the vengeful Grimm Saint who had come to interrogate them, speechless for a long time.

The large room was extremely empty, with only three sofas. Four of the Five Elders were sitting, while only the Five Elders with the goatee stood alone.

"Who is it?"

Saint Grimm questioned again, "Why were people taken away from the Holy Land?"

The five exchanged glances, and the blond Elder Five handed a slip of paper to the other.

"According to your son's bodyguards, although the murderer was wearing a blue demon mask, it should be that person."

"A remnant of the Rocks Pirates, a brewer..."

"You should be familiar with him as well; that person possesses abilities similar to Lord Im's."

With his head shaped like the moon, Grimm opened the note and saw the Den Den Mushi number on it.

After a long moment of silence,

What are his demands?

"The ultimate Devil Fruit."

Saturn Saint Satan touched his right eye, the eye that had been blinded by the other party last time, but which had been restored with the help of Lord Im.

But even though the wound has healed, I will never forget the pain I felt back then!

Green Ancient Saint's face was grim:

"The tournament held in God Valley previously depleted those top-tier Devil Fruits."

Ordinary Devil Fruits are one thing, but top-tier Devil Fruits are either Logia-type or Mythical Zoan-type.

Even the World Government doesn't have an unlimited supply of Devil Fruits like these.

"The number is in your hands; you can try contacting it yourself," Jin Xing said casually.

"Dover! Where did you go this morning?"

At Don Quixote's villa, Doflamingo's mother saw her son return home, her face full of worry.

"I heard there was a kidnapping in the park. The Holy Land is very unsafe right now. Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, Mother."

Doflamingo knew a little bit of manners in front of his mother.

He saw his younger brother Rosinante reading a book in the living room and hurriedly asked:

"Where's father?"

"He's back and is preparing documents related to the property in his study."

"What? He's going to descend to the mortal realm again?"

A surge of anger welled up inside Doflamingo. He had been busy all this time just to stop his father.

His mother patted his head and comforted him, "The Holy Land is in such chaos right now that we don't have time to deal with these things. It may be a long time before we can go to the lower realm."

It's good that I can't go!

Doflamingo suppressed his inner joy and nodded solemnly:

"I'm going back to my room now, Mother."

After saying that, he went upstairs.

"Don't sneak out, it's dangerous outside right now."

"Got it, Mom."

Back in his bedroom, Doflamingo couldn't help but clench his fist, his expression completely losing control, almost bursting into excited cheers.

Anyone who has often played the role of a son can understand that it can be fun to successfully rebel against your parents when you are young.

"I have to thank that bastard Dimon a lot... Fufufu!"

Doflamingo grinned, revealing a sly smile that belied his age.

However, a ghostly voice suddenly sounded behind them.

"You must respect your elder brother, understand, kid?"

Doflamingo was punched hard on the head and hurriedly turned around. When he saw that it was Dimon, his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Why are you here again?"