Saint Roswald was indeed far more intelligent than his foolish son.
Through the live broadcast, he had already witnessed Charlos being killed—only to be revived moments later.
Even so…
He still wanted to confirm it personally.
Buzz—
A green beam shot out from the Magic Eye Cross, instantly enveloping a guard's entire body.
In less than a single breath—
The dead guard suddenly regained consciousness and jerked upright from the ground.
He had truly been revived!
A deep, greedy light flickered in Roswald's cold eyes.
At the same time, everyone present witnessed this scene. While inwardly condemning the Celestial Dragon's cruelty, their final traces of doubt completely vanished.
If Charlos—being an idiot—might have been manipulated unknowingly…
Then now, another Celestial Dragon had personally confirmed the resurrection ability of the Magic Eye Cross.
Yuuki sensed the subtle shift in the atmosphere and smiled faintly.
Perfect cooperation.
"Resurrection" wasn't just about power—the real challenge was convincing people it was real.
Such an absurd ability would never be Berrieseved after a single demonstration.
But Celestial Dragons?
They were the perfect proof.
That was precisely why Yuuki hadn't simply eliminated these annoying figures.
This resurrection relied on Key Magic—a form of pseudo-revival that required Yuuki to continuously supply magic power.
Of course, the consumption was negligible for him.
After all, the revived individuals couldn't use magic—they didn't require additional energy.
Now—
After two successful demonstrations, no one doubted the resurrection ability anymore.
But…
This alone was far from enough.
"My lord."
The revived guard immediately knelt before Roswald, lowering his head and respectfully offering the Magic Eye Cross.
Even though—
He had just been killed without reason.
Even though—
Greed had flashed through his heart.
He didn't dare show a single trace of emotion.
Because the authority of the Celestial Dragons… could never be challenged.
That authority had been built over countless years—on mountains of blood.
Roswald took the Magic Eye Cross with satisfaction.
But before the guard could relax—
Bang!
Another gunshot rang out.
A bullet pierced straight through his forehead.
The guard collapsed, eyes wide in disBerriesef—never expecting to be killed again.
This time…
Without the Magic Eye Cross, he was truly dead.
Roswald didn't even glance at the corpse.
He simply held the cross with a delighted expression.
That cold, cruel indifference sent chills through everyone present—and through those watching worldwide.
At the same time—
Many people couldn't help but feel regret.
Now that the cross was in a Celestial Dragon's hands, taking it was no longer realistic.
"My lord, the item has been secured. Please leave this dangerous area immediately."
A Marine officer spoke respectfully.
Their mission was clear: protect the Celestial Dragon and ensure the item was secured.
As for the Magic Eye Pirates—
A Marine Admiral had already been dispatched. It was only a matter of time.
"Insignificant humans."
Roswald sneered.
"Tell your Admiral to break his limbs and bring him to me. I'll make him a slave."
He cast a cold glance at the Marine before turning to leave.
At that moment—
Everyone's attention returned to Yuuki.
The abilities of the Magic Eye Cross—limb regeneration and resurrection—were far too extraordinary.
It was impossible not to suspect a connection to Yuuki himself.
Many began to suspect a Devil Fruit ability.
Regardless—
If Yuuki were captured, the secret could be uncovered.
Perhaps even replicated.
Then—
Someone noticed something.
Behind Yuuki…
Three of his crew members were also wearing Magic Eye Crosses.
…What?
A wave of shock rippled through the crowd.
The despair from earlier instantly transformed into renewed greed.
There wasn't just one?!
Snap.
"Seems someone noticed."
Yuuki snapped his fingers, smiling brightly as he gestured forward.
Moji, Cabaji, and Marianne stepped out under countless burning gazes, their scalps tingling.
For the first time—
They felt like they might be sacrificed by their own captain.
Behind them, Buggy shrank back slightly, silently grateful for his earlier decision.
"Did I ever say there was only one?"
Yuuki raised his hand and sliced the air.
In the next instant—
Dozens of identical Magic Eye Crosses appeared, floating before him.
Thirty in total.
All crafted during their journey to Sabaody.
The moment the crowd saw them—
Madness erupted.
Everyone stood up at once.
Dressrosa
The Donquixote Family had already resigned themselves when the first cross fell into a Celestial Dragon's hands.
Even Doflamingo had done the same.
No one dared to covet something owned by a Celestial Dragon.
In his eyes, Yuuki had already succeeded in shaking the world.
The only question left—
Could he escape Sabaody alive?
If he could, the Magic Eye Pirates would step into the ranks of the world's elite.
Otherwise…
They would be crushed by the Marines.
"Fufufufu… what an interesting show."
Doflamingo laughed—
Then suddenly froze.
Because on the screen—
Thirty more crosses had appeared.
"Doffy!"
"Young Master!"
Trebol and Diamante turned in excitement—
But before they could finish—
Boom!
Doflamingo had already vanished.
At that moment—
Not just him—
Forces across the world began moving toward Sabaody.
Because—
If there had only been one, no one would dare challenge the Celestial Dragons.
But now?
There were over thirty.
When profit reaches 10%, people hesitate.
At 50%, they take risks.
At 100%, they ignore all laws.
"And when it reaches 300%…"
Yuuki smiled brilliantly, facing the projection Den Den Mushi.
"People will risk even the gallows."
Then, raising his voice:
"From this moment on—this sea enters a brand new era!"
The auction hall exploded into chaos.
"600 million Berries!"
"Get lost! 700 million!"
"1 billion! I only need one!"
The frenzy erupted completely.
The fear of Celestial Dragons was shattered.
Even if it meant opposing the World Government—
So what?!
This was resurrection!
Holy Land — Mary Geoise
"Deploy the fleet immediately. Surround Sabaody. No one is to leave."
"Collect every Magic Eye Cross."
"Capture Yuuki alive—and bring him here."
Saturn of the Five Elders issued orders coldly before hanging up.
"This exceeds the scope of Devil Fruit abilities."
Another Elder spoke.
"With over thirty crosses, he clearly possesses a method of creating them."
"This power can change the world itself."
"We must obtain it."
Back to the Auction Hall
Roswald stared at the dozens of floating crosses, eyes widening.
Then—
Seeing others dare to compete for them—
His face twisted with fury.
"You filthy insects!"
"These belong to me! I'll pay 30 billion Berries for all of them!"
But no one listened.
"Kill them!" he roared at the Marines.
The soldiers' expressions darkened.
"Apologies, Saint Roswald."
"Our orders are to escort you to safety."
Before he could respond—
BOOM!!
The ceiling exploded.
Golden light descended through the smoke.
"Oops… almost overshot."
A lazy voice echoed.
"Lieutenant Colonel Schel, escort the Celestial Dragon out. Leave the rest to me."
Through the smoke—
A figure stepped forward.
Yellow-striped suit.
Purple tie.
Sunglasses.
Curly black hair.
"Admiral Kizaru!!"
A wave of fear swept through the hall.
"Seems this auction can't continue."
Yuuki raised an eyebrow.
"Kuhuhuhu…"
Kizaru chuckled lazily.
"Exactly. Don't cause trouble for others… pirates."
Next Bonus Chapter at 5500 powerstones.