One Piece: Starting with the Immortal Rocks Pirates

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Dimon felt the name sounded familiar; he vaguely remembered the surname, which seemed to belong to the family of Junzi in the Knights of God.

Of course, they just share the same surname; it's not certain whether they're from the same family. After all, there are many Celestial Dragons, just like the Don Quixote family, which has many different families.

Seemingly noticing Doflamingo's arrival, Maleditz's eyes lit up:

"Isn't this Doflamingo? You brought a slave with you too? And it's just a little kid!"

He glanced at Dimon, a face he'd never seen before; that must be a slave.

Doflamingo's face darkened; he dared not say that Dimon was a slave.

"This is my older brother, his name is..."

Dimon temporarily chose a new name.

“That’s right, it’s my brother Dio!” Doflamingo nodded, snorted, and quickly stated his position.

Oh? So you're from the same country?

Malediz paused for a moment, but he certainly didn't look like a slave; he wasn't wearing handcuffs or shackles, nor did he have a slave collar around his neck.

But getting him to apologize is out of the question!

"Hmph, so what? You didn't even bring a slave. What are you doing here? Couldn't you find a strong slave to buy? Hehehe, want me to lend you one?"

He also had the right to be ridiculed, after all, Doflamingo was just an ordinary Celestial Dragon.

He, however, belongs to the noble Manmaia family, which has knights of the Divine Knights Order, making him a different level!

Although the leader of the Manmaia Junko gang only spoke two words to him, that was enough for him to despise Doflamingo.

Doflamingo was so angry he wanted to punch someone. This brat was too arrogant!

Damon's expression was starting to betray him. Should he just kidnap all these kids and demand a ransom from the World Government?

After thinking about it, forget it.

He's drained the world's governments dry. Let the韭菜 (leeks, a metaphor for exploiting the people) grow a little longer. We need sustainable, destructive exploitation!

"What kind of slaves do you need? I'll provide them."

Dimon pushed aside the Celestial Dragon brats on either side and walked to the center of the dueling stage.

The slave Lightner's expression changed.

Fighting a Celestial Dragon brat? Are you crazy?

If I hurt the other person, I will definitely be killed!

But his slave owner, Maleditz, widened his eyes: "Dio, although I don't know you, you want to fight a slave?"

The people around them started to cheer excitedly.

"Attack! Attack now!"

"I've never seen anything this exciting before!"

"Hey, Dio, if you can win, I'll acknowledge you as my big brother!"

The group of kids around them were all there to watch the show and make things worse.

Now it was Doflamingo's turn to be speechless.

A great pirate king actually dares to compete with a little kid for the title of king of the kids?

Why don't you go to the New World and fight for the title of Pirate King!?

"I'm going to take action."

Dimon, utterly shameless, walked up to the slave Lightner and looked up at the tall, imposing gang leader.

"Three seconds, in three seconds you will lie down."

"Two seconds..."

Lightner's lips twitched. Oh well, he'd just lie down after that brat punched him.

Only in this way can he survive!

Let’s go!

As for angering Maleditz, there was nothing that could be done. Fortunately, he was the strongest slave in Maleditz's hands, so he wouldn't be executed.

Having made up his mind, Lightner concentrated and prepared to showcase his best acting skills.

When he heard the countdown was over, Lightner felt a blur before his eyes, and the brat named Dio disappeared from his sight.

The next moment, it seemed as if his chin had been struck hard.

His field of vision shifted, and he seemed to see a clear blue sky.

Ah, the sky over the holy land is so beautiful.

Wait, I got hit? When?

In the last moment before losing consciousness, Leitner finally came to his senses.

Then there is no more then.

With a thud, he was kicked into the air and crashed heavily to the ground, his head lolling to the side as he lost consciousness.

In an instant, the jeers and cheers ceased, and the entire venue fell silent.

Under the adoring gazes of the crowd, Dimon put his hands on his hips and asked, "Who else?"

I'm determined to be the leader of the kids!

Chapter 53 Sassibildana, Lox!

"One...one strike!"

"That's incredible! He took down that slave who had won seven straight games with just one kick!"

"Brother Dior!"

The Celestial Dragon kid who had previously said he would acknowledge Dimon as his elder brother if he won was still keeping his promise and acknowledged him as his elder brother on the spot.

Everyone comes here to fight crickets...fight slaves. No one has ever personally stepped into the fray before. Now, a powerful figure has suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and these little devils are completely in awe of him.

Their eyes were practically sparkling; they were completely gazing at their idol.

Dimon smiled slightly and looked at Malediz provocatively.

Malediz was dumbfounded. This was the strongest slave he had begged his mother for a long time to buy, and it had been killed by someone else with a single kick.

"Damn it, Leitner, that piece of trash!"

"Stop being so useless, what other slaves do you have?"

Malediz opened his mouth but couldn't speak. Where did this brat named Dio come from? How is he so powerful?

Seeing Dimon walking towards him, Malediz was startled:

"What are you doing? I don't want to fight you. This is a slave game. What kind of person are you to get involved? By the way, who are you from?"

Seeing that they had lost the game, they had no choice but to bring up their family background.

Dimon grinned, walked up to Malediz, and patted the other's mushroom-shaped head.

"You brat, you have to call me big brother too."

"Impossible! I am a noble Manmai..."

Before he could say anything more, Dimon gave the brat a good beating.

He deliberately held back his strength, afraid of accidentally killing someone.

"Stop, stop hitting me, brother! At least don't hit my face!"

A moment later, a bruised and swollen Malditz chuckled sheepishly, "Brother, I was just joking..."

Fights between children are commonplace, and it's no use telling their parents. The Knights of God certainly wouldn't bother with such trivial matters.

To avoid physical pain, Malediz had no choice but to bow his head and call him "elder brother."

Of course, it's just for show; when he gets back, he'll definitely buy a stronger slave to get revenge.

Not far away, Doflamingo wore a speechless expression.

He saw Dimon wink at him, and immediately understood, quickly walking over:

"Hmph, you seem pretty resentful? Brother Di... let me beat him up, I've been wanting to vent about him for ages!"

"No!" Malediz quickly denied.

"You were probably thinking about going back and buying a stronger slave, weren't you?" Doflamingo sneered.

You can read minds, you bastard!?

Malediz covered his swollen face and said aggrievedly, "Don't hit my face anymore, or my mom will scold me when I get back."

"Wasn't that the strongest one just now?" Dimon replied in perfect unison.

Doflamingo nodded quickly: "Yes, Brother Dio, if we're talking about the strongest slave, it should be the great pirate Rocks who was captured 5 years ago!"

"Who bought it?" Dimon continued to cooperate.

"I do not know."

Doflamingo looked blankly at Maledez, then asked, "Do you know?"

"Huh?" Malediz rubbed the bump on his head in pain and muttered, "My dad said that people have been locked up in Pangaea City. Who would dare to buy that slave?"

Those were the most vicious pirates in history, who loved capturing Celestial Dragons.

He didn't have the guts to buy such slaves, and besides, he couldn't buy them anyway.

However, he rolled his eyes and chuckled:

"Doflamingo, I think Brother Dio should buy a powerful slave like Rocks. Only Rocks is worthy of Brother Dio's status!"

Doflamingo punched him. "You brat, you want to harm Brother Dio? You're still not behaving yourself, you deserve a beating!"

"No, no, no, I was wrong!"

Next, Dimon and Doflamingo worked together seamlessly and quickly obtained the information they wanted.

Meanwhile, he also became a leader among children.

He was only the leader of the children in the old church area, where male Celestial Dragons under the age of 12 were restricted from participating in cricket fighting.

As for those over 12 years old... those "old folks" don't play these childish games anymore.

"Brother, Lox is in Pangaea City, but we don't know exactly where he's being held."

Leaving the old church, Doflamingo just wanted to get rid of the trouble, so he said, "I haven't been to that place many times either, and it's heavily guarded. You can't go there."

Normally, Celestial Dragons can go there, but Dimon isn't a real Celestial Dragon and doesn't have a chip on him, so going there would definitely expose him.

"Thank you for your hard work, Dover."

Dimon praised him and chuckled, "You're free to do whatever you want now. Go have some fun."

"Big brother, are you really going?" Doflamingo exclaimed in surprise.

Back then, Rocks was able to break into the Flower Garden, confront Im in person, show off, and then run away, even killing a general along the way.

If Rocks could do it, why couldn't he?

Dimon didn't take it seriously, casually gave a few instructions, and then quietly left.

Avoiding the patrolling guards, Dimon hid in a secluded corner and then deactivated the power of the Year-Year Fruit.

"Infiltrating? The Imitation Fruit? No, I have to touch the target's face to imitate it. The Mythical Zoan Nine-Tailed Fox... seems like that won't work either, I also have to touch the target."

After a moment's thought, Dimon decided to take a simple and direct approach.

A Twisted Future: The Invisible Man!

The ability to distort the future has a very short duration and consumes a great deal of stamina; the longer it lasts, the greater the stamina consumption.

Fortunately, it can be used continuously; it only needs to be deactivated and reactivated every now and then.

Dimon wasted no time and quickly took action.

The castle is seven stories high, with a tower on top. It is surrounded by white clouds and has soldiers guarding the main gate, making it look very majestic.