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"Splash, splash..."
On the boundless sea, waves surged and foam dotted the surface.
It was the height of summer, the scorching sun hung high, distorting the very air. Even the sea seemed to be steaming, the heat almost unbearable.
About a dozen gigantic sea slugs, each with an exaggerated size, slowly advanced across the azure sea.
What was astonishing was that each of them carried a huge structure on its back. From a distance, they looked like small landmasses moving.
And on these colossal structures, a black flag bearing the strange number "66" fluttered, snapping in the wind like a greedy beast, arrogant and overbearing, filling onlookers with awe!
"Ugh~~~, this damned weather..."
A man, about 1.8 meters tall and seemingly very young, around sixteen years old, took a cup of water from a beautiful maid who carefully offered it to him and gulped it down.
He complained, clearly agitated!
He had wavy blue hair styled to one side, counter-clockwise curly eyebrows, a pair of black goggles, and black earmuffs. He wore a blue battle suit and a black cape with the number "2" on it.
He also wore yellow metal gloves and a belt with a lightning bolt symbol.
This entire ensemble, at first glance, was undeniably very cool!
"Lord Niji, please be patient, we are almost at the target location!"
A tall soldier in a black combat uniform, carrying a long rifle, glanced at the wristwatch on his arm: "Estimated arrival in half an hour!"
"Bang!", "Bang!"...
The occasional roar made Vinsmoke Niji look towards a warship, also converted from a giant sea slug, beside them. He couldn't help but raise an eyebrow: "That Ichiji guy, he's really crazy. He's been at it since early this morning, only stopping for a short while at noon, and he's still going!"
But it was clear that he was already used to it.
Still, whenever he thought of that guy's madness, Vinsmoke Niji couldn't help but feel a little amazed.
Even though they were twin brothers born on the same day, and both had been endowed with powerful genes by their father, Vinsmoke Judge, using the most advanced technology before they were even born—their bodies' recovery capabilities in childhood even far surpassed those of adults—the gap between the brothers had long been proven by time not to be a simple matter of effort.
He, who once refused to admit defeat, had also tried such an exaggerated training regimen. The result was that he could barely stand afterward, yet that guy still persevered through sheer grit.
"Whether you admit it or not, there's a gap in 'willpower' between you!" This was the astonishing conclusion reached by their father, the King of the Germa Kingdom and the chief scientist of the Germa Science Team, Vinsmoke Judge, after repeated tests.
"As expected of Lord Ichiji!"
A Germa squad leader, looking at the castle-like structure with the large number "1" on the warship, said with a mixture of awe and admiration: "Since we left North Blue, he hasn't rested for more than five hours a day, has he?"
"Only that guy can handle it..."
Vinsmoke Niji tacitly agreed. Even if he was confident he was no worse than anyone, the eldest brother had undoubtedly left him and the fourth brother far behind: "Speaking of which, that guy's training volume is simply beyond what a human can bear. He trains like a madman until he's half-dead."
"Heh, if it weren't for Germa's world-class technology and medical expertise, his body would have probably broken down from the strain long ago..."
"However, even though that guy is somewhat of an asshole, and sometimes even directly defies 'orders,' it's precisely this madness that makes him still so favored by Father, isn't it? Germa gains an indestructible 'Demon Spear' because of it!"
...
Firland Kingdom.
One of the World Government's affiliated nations, located in the western South Blue, near the Red Line.
The royal family and nobility of this country were extremely extravagant, excessively exploiting their citizens and not even treating ordinary commoners as human beings. The common people, subjected to arbitrary enslavement and oppression, living in torment and pain every day, had long since harbored extreme hatred for the royal family and nobility.
Finally, when their anger reached its peak, the starving and exasperated commoners, incited by ambitious schemers with ill intentions, raised the banner of rebellion, and a serious uprising erupted.
The rebel army swept through like a broken dam. In less than three months, they had gathered tens of thousands of troops and even reached the Fermila Mountains, less than a hundred miles outside the capital. The royal family and nobles, still indulging in pleasure, were all greatly alarmed and uneasy.
Some cowardly nobles and ministers had even begun to secretly transfer their assets and leave the Firland Kingdom with their families.
"Damn it, are they not here yet?"
The fifty-year-old King Angus IX anxiously paced back and forth in front of the throne.
He had no mind to even look at the throne, which countless people coveted. His brows were filled with unease and irritation.
He never imagined that the Royal Army, which he had invested heavily in equipping and boasted as invincible, would be so vulnerable. Tens of thousands of regular troops were routed by a mere group of commoners who had picked up scrap metal and had no formal military training, almost making him vomit blood in anger.
"Your Majesty, don't worry, we've just contacted them..."
A severely overweight and very fat minister quickly stepped forward to console him: "They have reached the Altornos Sea and will arrive in half an hour!"
"Hmph! As long as the legendary 'Evil Army' arrives, those damned rebels will be dead!" Angus IX snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with a chilling light, unable to suppress his killing intent and rage, he said with a distorted expression: "At that time, these commoners will all be hanged as a warning to others!"
"That's only natural. To invite this demonic legion, which once violently ruled North Blue, we spared no expense, paying billions of Beli in 'remuneration'..."
The ministers present clearly had full confidence in the "Evil Army" the King spoke of, and they all fawningly echoed his words.