In the midst of conversation, dust clouds rapidly approached from two other directions, and people swiftly jumped off nine motorcycles, closing in on the battlefield in a triangular formation, surrounding the soldiers from the three nations.
Pearl collided with the small shield on his arm, revealing a silly yet somewhat fierce smile in the eyes of others.
On the other side, Mute crouched low like a beast, letting out a thunderous growl from his throat.
Elizabello II glanced around, feeling a chill down his spine.
Not only were they the Disaster Pirates with bounties over a hundred million, but they were also the core members who often acted alongside the Death Star.
"What did you do! Where are King Ares and King Hephaestus?" Elizabello II suppressed the unease in his heart.
If they appeared in the central battlefield, it meant not only his city had fallen, but other places were likely similar.
The difference was that he, as a king, was personally on the battlefield, while the other two kings should still be in the Royal City.
But since these people came over...
"Here they are."
Pearl waved his hand, signaling one of his men to throw a package forward with effort, and Mute, seeing this, also shouted, instructing one of his men to throw open another package.
The two packages scattered in the air, dropping two round heads that rolled to the center of the battlefield, witnessed by the soldiers of the three nations.
They were the heads of the two kings!
"Your kingdoms have already perished!"
Pearl spread his arms wide, shouting loudly: "The king is dead, the nobles are dead, everything you were loyal to is dead! There's no need to serve those who exploited your worth. Join us, serve only Governor Sage, and you can obtain everything that should rightfully be yours!"
"Wealth, food, housing... Joining the battlefield is meant to protect your home, isn't it? You know our reputation, just surrender!"
After he finished speaking, he stood proudly with his hands on his waist, grinning as his teeth emitted a gleam, confidently saying: "How about that, I'm very experienced, aren't I? That's right, I'm the Shield Man, also the Defense Man, I'm the Absolute Defense and the absolutely handsome Lord Pearl!"
Silence enveloped the surroundings.
Everyone stared at the confident Pearl, dazed for a while, and the battlefield atmosphere shifted from initial bloodiness to a bit of a peculiar peace.
But soon enough, people reacted, looking at each other, unsure of what to do.
Sage's reputation was well-known, especially on the Grand Line, almost synonymous with terror and destruction, but it was so renowned that the kings and nobles couldn't even control the public opinion, leading the lower-class civilians to not only know Sage's terror but also his style.
The Disaster Pirates don't rob the weak.
Who's considered weak?
Poor people, ordinary people, people with little presence.
Simply put, those living in the most common houses doing the most common jobs, struggling every day for a living, are seen as weak in the eyes of the Disaster.
On the contrary, those with wealth above the ordinary, status above the ordinary, power above the ordinary... belong to the category of the strong and are often targeted by Sage.
Therefore, when encountering disaster robbery, the people of the lower classes felt the most at ease, can't say they welcomed the royal division, but at least their mentality was stable.
After all, it had nothing to do with them.
Especially with recent events, some people were holding back their resentment. Among the three nations, aside from Prodence, the remaining two countries' military equipment was self-financed, including weapons and clothing, deducted from their salaries.
With hardly any money to begin with, fighting a brutal war while having their salaries deducted, if it weren't for the fear of protecting their families from enemy attack, they would have long abandoned the effort.
Now, it's just the perfect opportunity.
Under Disaster's banner, that would be paradise!
Many couldn't help but relax their grip on their firearms.
"Avenge the king!"
However, where there are wavering minds, there naturally are those correct the chaos.
Some minor nobles and those who had benefited from the king weren't few in number on the battlefield, and with their shout, the people who were initially wavering instinctively tightened their grip on their weapons again.
"Ha!!"
At this moment, Mute suddenly opened his mouth, spewing out circular ripples that quickly expanded onto the heads of those who had been shouting earlier.
Bang bang bang!
Their heads exploded like blooming flowers, collapsing onto the ground.
Elizabello II startled, raised his gauntlets high, and shouted: "Soldiers of the three nations, don't need to be enemies anymore, join me in driving away these pirates daring to assault and slay the king, protect our home..."
Thud!
The ground emitted a muffled sound, Bellamy's body quickly disappeared into the ground, causing the surface to crack outward, like a hyena locked onto its prey, under the high-speed shot, slammed the Haki-coated fists fiercely into Elizabello II's chest.
"Hyena Bite!!"
The impact hit, driving him straight into the ground, carving out a pit forcefully.
Bellamy stepped on his abdomen, withdrew the deeply embedded fist from his chest, spraying blood around, grinning savagely: "Won't give you that chance!"
That so-called 'King's Fist', despite being slow, Bellamy paid no heed to it, but he wouldn't give this guy the chance either!
"No kings anymore! Surrender!"
Bellamy raised the blood-stained fist, shouting to the crowd: "Tear apart those obstructing your good life! Join us now, you can get a new salary! The land you receive will have the highest priority! And those still preparing to resist us, are enemies! Handling as enemies, you'll get nothing!"