"I didn't expect that a little North Sea King could actually have three forms of Haki and awaken a Devil Fruit."
"Although the String-String Fruit isn't very powerful, and mastering its awakening isn't too difficult, before the Great Pirate Era, apart from the monsters of the New World, pirates like Donquixote Doflamingo simply didn't exist in the Four Seas."
"I must admit that you are right. The power of the new era cannot be underestimated."
Douglas Bullet looked at Donquixote Doflamingo, who had a collar around his neck. He first admitted that what Rosen had said before,
"Don't underestimate the power of the new era," was correct, but then he changed the subject:
"But, Rosen, aren't you making too much of a fuss?"
"Using the complete form of Susanoo to tame Tenyasha."
"Don't you think it's too extravagant?"
Douglas Bullet shook his head. He only recognized the power of the Great Pirate Era, not the strength of Donquixote Doflamingo himself.
In his opinion, sending out the complete form of Susanoo to tame Tenyasha was like using a missile to kill a mosquito.
When taking action, one must carefully control the strength so as not to accidentally kill Donquixote Doflamingo.
"Power is meant to be used. There's no such thing as luxury or non-luxury."
"As you said, our opponent is only a king of Donquixote Doflamingo's caliber. It would be shameful if one of his threads could injure any of the soldiers on my ship."
"In my opinion, the strongest navy is not the one who defeats the Four Emperors, but the one who leads his troops with zero casualties."
Rosen did not think that using the complete form of Susanoo was an exaggeration.
Since he brought these Marines here, he must be responsible for their lives.
He didn't want to be a nanny.
He could also accept battle damage.
As Donquixote Doflamingo said before, there is no war without casualties.
Rosen also agreed with this point, but if the war could be fought without casualties and the enemy could be killed without injury, then why would one choose to let his soldiers die?
The Deserter King was an exception.
In his opinion, zero combat losses would always be the ultimate romance of the navy.
"Vice Admiral!"
After hearing Rosen's words, the sailors on the deck were all shocked and moved.
As navy officers from headquarters, especially the backbone and grassroots carefully selected by Sengoku, each of them had a courage that the Deserter King did not possess.
That is, in a big war, to charge ahead and never retreat.
But not retreating does not mean they were not afraid of death, nor did it mean they wanted to die bravely.
Most officers, whether from headquarters or branches, would basically let their subordinates and Marines charge first in any large-scale war.
The first is to test the waters.
The second is to consume a wave.
Only a very small number of naval generals would choose to fight alongside their subordinates, and even fewer would lead the troops themselves.
It was rare for a senior officer to give priority to the casualties of his subordinates during wartime.
"Perhaps you are right."
"If my superiors had treated soldiers as human beings like you do, when I was a soldier in the Land of Endless War, there would have been no Devil's Descendants."
"I would still be a national hero."
Douglas Bullet looked at Rosen beside him, his eyes a little dazed, and he muttered unconsciously.
He thought of the glorious years of his youth, when his adoptive father, who was also his superior, treated him like cannon fodder from the very beginning.
Even though he began to show his potential and was valued, he was still treated as expendable combat power.
Even if he eventually became a national hero, all his achievements were still rewarded with betrayal.
But what about Rosen?
Douglas Bullet sensed it clearly with his Observation Haki.
This man truly didn't want his soldiers to get hurt or die in battle.
It wasn't that he loved his soldiers like his own sons—he simply wanted to protect them from casualties.
This was not an emotion, but a cognition.
It seemed that in Rosen's eyes, in war, the pursuit of no casualties and zero losses was a matter of course, even something engraved in his very bones.
It was precisely because of this that the Devil's Descendant was touched.
Just as Douglas Bullet was lost in thought, a hurried voice suddenly sounded from the deck.
"Vice Admiral."
"The birdcage didn't disappear."
"It's still closing in on the town."
A naval lieutenant pointed to the birdcage that enveloped Donquixote's headquarters.
"How so?"
"Doflamingo has been defeated, and his fruit ability has been sealed by seastone."
"Why hasn't that birdcage disappeared yet?"
Doll turned his head and found that the birdcage still covered the entire island, cutting through the buildings, rock formations, and ground along the way, while converging towards the town in the center of the island.
It was like an umbrella covering the sky and the sun, gradually closing in.
"Fuffuffuffuffuffu!"
"Of course the birdcage won't disappear."
"Unless you kill me, that town and the people in it are doomed."
Donquixote Doflamingo raised his head and glared at Rosen with a defiant look.
He already knew the man's intention in coming to the North Sea.
Not to kill him, but to turn the Seven Warlords of the Sea into watchdogs who truly obeyed the orders of the Navy.
In other words, Rosen would never kill him.
Hearing Donquixote Doflamingo's confident words, the navy on the deck couldn't help but turn their eyes to Rosen.
Another multiple-choice question.
Choose between taming Tenyasha or saving a hundred thousand townspeople.
"Let me try!"
Douglas Bullet was about to get up from the beach chair when he was stopped by Rosen.
"It's just a birdcage. Is it really necessary to go through so much trouble?"
Upon hearing this, Rosen shook his head with a smile on his face, and then did not control Susanoo to put down the warship in its hand. Instead, he let Susanoo maintain the posture of holding the warship with one hand, and then spread out the wings folded at its back.
Boom!
As a violent storm swept over, Susanoo soared into the sky like a bird spreading its wings.
Carrying a warship and hundreds of sailors, it soared straight up, broke through the air all the way to the clouds, and finally stopped at the top of the birdcage.
Immediately following—
Under the shocked gazes of Donquixote Doflamingo and many navy officers, Susanoo leaned over and stretched out its hand, spreading five fingers, and ignored the sharpness of the threads, grabbing the top of the birdcage with one hand.
Boom!
The domineering wings behind him flapped vigorously, and a surging storm like a tide erupted in the void.
At the same time—
Driven by Rosen's will, Susanoo exerted force with the arm that was holding the birdcage.
Crack.
The birdcage that pierced the surface, penetrated the rock layers, and went deep into the ground was now pulled out bit by bit from Donquixote's base by Susanoo with one hand.
Whoosh!
Accompanied by bursts of loud, earth-shattering noises.
The birdcage that Donquixote Doflamingo was proud of, the ability he relied on last, which was huge enough to cover an island and extremely sharp and sturdy, seemed like an ordinary little cage in front of Susanoo, and was pulled up with one hand.
All the threads rooted in the island's ground were pulled out without exception.
Then—
Susanoo raised one arm high, lifted the birdcage above its head, and threw it hard.
Like throwing a baseball, the huge birdcage was hurled far from the island.
Boom!
As waves rose from the sea, the birdcage was thrown directly into the depths.
Looking at Susanoo standing in the clouds like a god of war, the image of this majestic figure pulling out a birdcage with one arm flashed through everyone's mind. Including Donquixote Doflamingo, everyone present had the same thought:
Strong enough to move mountains and rivers!