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The two present did not understand why Rowen said "again," but it did not prevent them from reading a certain ambition in his expression.
"These are a group of magical little creatures that can replicate themselves in water. If ingested by a person, depending on the dosage and concentration, they will be parasitized and eventually turn into a black monster that loses its self-control."
"Only enough killing and blood can restore their consciousness, but by then they will be nothing more than walking corpses, hard to escape."
Under Tesoro's watchful gaze, Rowen summoned a golden-edged, transparent crystal bottle from a clothes rack three meters away. Although his control over gold was not as extraordinary as Tesoro's, moving it with ease was still effortless.
"You can call it…"
Rowen's lips curled into a smirk. "Uranus!"
Shuā!
The two pairs of eyes widened in shock, staring at the elegantly decorated golden bottle in Rowen's hand as if they had seen a great calamity.
Tesoro's mouth twitched as he took a half-step back, moving to the edge of the bath.
"Uranus? Isn't that under tight government control?"
For someone as wealthy as Tesoro, only matters unknown to government officials could be considered truly secret.
The existence of Uranus was precisely not among them.
However, as soon as he spoke, Tesoro realized the truth.
Framing!
Regardless of whether what Rowen presented was truly Uranus, as long as someone believes it is, then it is.
"Excellent tactics, Vice Admiral Soryu!"
"You are too kind."
Rowen placed the bottle in the water, letting it slowly sink. Even Dante was chilled by this action. The sound of the flowing water led him to leave the bath, clearing his throat, "I'm done here. I'll go take a shower."
Rowen rolled his eyes but continued speaking.
"You can have someone test the exact concentration and mutation time, but act quickly. The public execution a month from now is a rare opportunity."
"Also, remember that powerful individuals who have mastered Life Return can easily detect foreign parasites in their bodies. Unless they lose consciousness, it is almost impossible for the parasitism to be completed, regardless of concentration."
Just like how Rowen once foolishly drank a saliva sample in the Underground Nether River.
In the face of Life Return experts who can control even hair perfectly, mere parasites are completely useless.
In other words, it is best to send these little creatures straight into the mouths of the fat and powerful Celestial Dragons.
"Mary Geoise's daily drinking water almost entirely comes from the massive Underground reservoir beneath the City. If you're going to do it, Vice Admiral Soryu, why not make a big move?"
Tesoro's eyes flashed with fierce light, eagerly asking.
Rowen looked at him in surprise. Indeed, wealth can bring thorough investigation!
Tesoro's hatred for the Celestial Dragons was evident even in the details.
He might have even had plans to poison them already.
But the idea was good, though…
"No, the quantity is not enough. Their self-replication rate is not very fast."
"If released into a reservoir supplying a whole City, the concentration would be diluted, and even if everyone drank a bit, it would take three to five years to see any effect."
"That's really too bad!"
Tesoro lamented with genuine regret.
"I once considered poisoning as well, but due to insufficient quantity leading to inadequate concentration, it only caused diarrhea and was useless otherwise."
You really did that?!
!!!∑(Дノ)ノ
Rowen was taken aback.
When did Tesoro's hatred shift from the Celestial Dragons as a group to the City of the Holy Land?
Had it been pent up for too long?
Not exploding in silence but becoming a pervert in silence?
"The public execution is indeed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. With all eyes on the execution platform, there will undoubtedly be many Celestial Dragons keen to join the commotion."
After lamenting, Tesoro quickly organized his thoughts and began preparing the poisoning plan. He had many assassins at his disposal, but to extract himself from the situation, a well-detailed excuse was needed.
"You arrange those matters. Missing this chance might mean there won't be another…"
Perhaps...
Rowen slightly smiled, then asked with some implication, "By the way, that Tanaka San beside you…"
"Could Vice Admiral Soryu provide me with the whereabouts of Saint Orpheus Charlos?"
Tesoro did not answer directly but countered with a question.
Rowen nodded.
For a fool who fears others not knowing his location, investigating his whereabouts is exceedingly simple.
Leaving the building and looking at the vibrant and bustling Golden City, Rowen suddenly remarked,
"This is the difference between Tesoro and me!"
Dante: "???"
Both are ruthless figures who stop at nothing to achieve their goals, but Tesoro has undoubtedly taken an extreme path. His quest for revenge has limited his vision, making him never believe in something like "loyalty."
...
As the day of the public execution approached, the atmosphere in the Sea became exceptionally tense.
At the entrance of the bubble elevator in the "Holy Land" Mary Geoise, under the serious gaze of Sengoku, a group of Marine admirals stepped out of the bubble and stood on this land symbolizing the center of the world.
"Fleet Admiral Sengoku!"
"Mr. Vic?"
Sengoku adjusted his frog-like glasses in surprise and approached: "You're the one here to greet us?"
"Of course not!"
As an old Marine veteran, Sengoku was well aware of Vic's true identity.
Vic was still dressed in his sharp black tailcoat, but now he leaned on a cane, and unlike the last time Rowen saw him, Vic now emanated a powerful aura, a stark contrast to the seemingly decrepit old man he appeared to be before.
It seemed Vic was not taking any chances with the public execution of Jason, given the various powers and pirates invited to gather in the Holy Land.
"The Marines have worked hard and achieved much. There is nothing that can't be done."
Vic smiled in his usual kind manner, signaling Sengoku not to worry, and then glanced over the crowd, asking, "Additionally, that esteemed person wishes to meet the legendary Roger's son. I was asked to bring him over."
In the current suspicious and ominous situation in the Holy Land, if anyone else had said this, Sengoku would definitely hesitate or refuse to ensure everything was foolproof.
But since it was Vic, representing that esteemed person...
Sengoku nodded decisively, "No problem. The escort force is responsible for the transfer. They should be arriving soon."
Sengoku, being astute, worried that maniacs might come to snatch the person before they arrived, so he divided the escort into three batches: he himself led the advance guard to scout, the central force handled the transfer, and the rear guard provided defensive support.
With no abnormalities found by the advance guard, the order was given for the central force to move up.
Pā Dā!
Soon, a group of formidable and menacing soldiers escorted a stone prison to the elevator port. Leading the group were Admiral Akainu, with Soryu and Kizaru flanking him.
Such a powerful escort meant that even someone like Sanko would find it impossible to rescue the prisoner in a short time.
"Let me out! You're making a mistake, let me out…"
Inside the stone prison, Anthony Jason, or rather Gol D. Jason, was feebly hanging in the middle, restrained by several Seastone chains as thick as an infant's arm, murmuring.
It wasn't surprising to see him in this situation.
Aside from the mustache and wrinkles, this Jason bore at least a 5-6 point resemblance to Roger, with the same black hair and eyes.
When Rowen first saw him in Impel Down, he even suspected that Ace might be the adopted child.
Combined with the special location of Baterilla Island and later Kuma's testimony... who is really the son was hard to verify.
(The end of this chapter)