Shiryu stood quietly on the side, increasingly acknowledging Shano. This is the aura a leader should possess, decisive and resolute, not accepting any inexplicable moral coercion.
When he looked at Shano again, the latter hadn't moved but was staring at the ground, seemingly contemplating something.
The Paradise Plan...
Thirty years ago...
If I remember correctly, that "Divine Valley Incident" which the World Government erased from history happened exactly thirty-three years ago, right?
Shano's gaze gradually grew cold and sharp.
It seems that after handling this matter, when I return, I'll have to immediately instruct the intelligence department to conduct an investigation. The credibility of a woman like Bevony isn't high, but since it involves matters like these.
Better to believe it than not.
"Shiryu."
"Yes, my lord." Shiryu immediately responded respectfully.
"In this 6th Floor, besides Bevony, how many Devil Fruit Ability Users are there?"
Shano raised his eyes and asked, "Especially those who are unforgivable, whose hands are stained with the blood of the innocent. I want about thirty of them, but remember, by my standards, not yours. Do you understand?"
Shiryu was slightly taken aback, but quickly reacted, grinning:
"My lord, it seems you have some misunderstanding about my reputation... But rest assured, I understand your meaning. This kind of guys are not lacking in the 6th Floor; gathering thirty of them shouldn't be much of a problem."
"Very well."
Shano nodded slightly, "Take me to see them."
He glanced at the body on the ground in passing; earlier, he had completed a soul sacrifice with Bevony, and the progress was now at one-thirtieth.
Moreover, this process of sacrifice is invisible to outsiders.
"Yes!"
Shiryu, without hesitation, turned around to lead the way, but in his heart, waves of shock were surging—could it be that this lord is planning to...
Soon, they arrived at the first cell.
Inside, a burly man with a face full of scars was imprisoned. Seeing Shiryu, he instinctively shrank his neck, but when his gaze fell on Shano, he flashed a flattering smile.
"Lord Shano! Have you taken a liking to my—"
Swish!
The flash of a blade, and Shano swiftly drew the Masamune Sword, piercing through the man's throat instantly. The man's eyes widened, looking incredulously at the blood spurting from him, slowly collapsing.
"This is the first one."
Shiryu added on the side, "'Blood Ghost Hand' Balte, a Paramecia-type Hollow-Hollow Fruit Ability User, who once massacred the civilians of three countries."
Shano nodded, his right hand making a grasping motion. An invisible force extracted a blurry silhouette from the man's corpse, which then entered his palm.
"Continue."
"Yes, my lord."
Shiryu noticed this action but wisely chose not to question it.
And so.
In the following ten minutes, Shiryu led Shano, traversing various corners of the 6th Floor.
Among these old-generation Great Pirates, Shano could hardly recognize any, and it was challenging for him to differentiate them by himself. However, with accurate information provided by an insider, there was no doubt that the efficiency greatly improved.
The souls of the sinful Fruit Ability Users were continuously harvested, transforming into nourishment for the Demon Tree.
"The seventh one, 'Scorpion' Salazar, a Zoan-type Scorpion Fruit Ability User. Although he claims to be a doctor, what he loves most is specifically kidnapping pregnant women for human experiments..."
"The twelfth one, 'Ogre' Bashk Jot, a Mythical Zoan-type Glutto-Glutto Fruit Ability User, even worse than BIGMOM. Even when conscious, he couldn't suppress his appetite and once swallowed an entire village's residents in one bite..."
"The fifteenth one, 'Lonely Red' Baloric Ledfield..."
Shiryu was just about to continue when he noticed the scornfully smirking, gaunt old man across, shaking his head and crossing him off the list:
"I almost forgot, this guy isn't a Devil Fruit Ability User. Skip, next one."