Host and guests took their seats.
Yoshimasa Mita clapped his hands, and one ordinary-looking maid after another began serving wine and food.
Yoshimasa Mita raised his cup.
"Come, my lord. Allow me to toast you.
"Thank you for honoring your promise and visiting our kingdom.
"You should know that our country also has fans of Lord Soul King and Lady Soul Diva."
As Yoshimasa Mita said the last part, the corner of his eye glanced at Uta, and he secretly swallowed.
White Ghost smiled and clinked cups with him, as if he had no idea the outside had already been surrounded.
Yoshimasa Mita clapped again.
A group of dancers began performing a strange dance in the center.
In any case, White Ghost could not appreciate it.
Once most of the wine on the table had been drunk, Yoshimasa Mita clapped once more.
A young man walked toward White Ghost and the others, holding a jar of wine.
White Ghost glanced at him.
His face was as fair as jade, his movements soft, his eyes full of feeling.
His entire person looked like a delicate little bottom.
Stella and the others frowned, their gazes toward him turning unfriendly.
Yoshimasa Mita smiled.
"Dragon Emperor, this is a fine wine I have treasured for many years.
"Usually, I can hardly bear to drink it. Only because you have arrived today, my lord, did I bring it out to entertain you."
"My lord~ allow this slave to pour for you."
The moment that pretty boy opened his mouth, goosebumps rose all over White Ghost.
Damn it.
This thing was neither man nor woman.
After pouring wine for White Ghost and the others one by one, the pretty boy stood beside White Ghost, looking at him with affectionate eyes.
White Ghost was disgusted enough to feel sick.
He waved a hand.
"I don't like yin-yang freaks. You should leave."
After White Ghost spoke, tears gathered in the pretty boy's large eyes. He bit his nail, looking pitiful and wronged.
White Ghost's face darkened as he forcibly suppressed the churning in his stomach.
"If you don't leave, I'll flay you alive right now."
"Yes, my lord."
The pretty boy left with a face full of grievance.
White Ghost finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"That was damn disgusting."
Yoshimasa Mita did not mind. He raised his cup.
"Come, my lord. Let's continue."
White Ghost and the others drank the wine in one mouthful.
Although they knew there was something wrong with the wine, their ship had four top doctors aboard.
Did these people really think they could not make an antidote?
Seeing White Ghost and the others drink the spiked wine, the excitement on Yoshimasa Mita's face grew even stronger.
As for the women who did not drink, he did not care.
Better if they did not drink.
That way, they would not die.
When the time came, he would properly entertain these beauties.
In the hall, the people attending the banquet also stopped pretending.
One by one, they revealed greedy expressions as they looked at White Ghost's group.
Yoshimasa Mita laughed loudly.
"Hahahahaha!"
White Ghost put down his cup and looked at him calmly.
"What's wrong? Is there a need to be this excited while drinking?"
"Excited? Yes, I'm very excited!"
Yoshimasa Mita stared greedily at White Ghost's bracelet.
"What's happening?"
White Ghost patted his head and pretended to feel unwell.
"Hahahaha! The medicinal wine you drank was specially prepared by me. The poison inside could kill an elephant without any trouble!"
Yoshimasa Mita drew the katana at his waist and walked toward White Ghost step by step.
The others followed suit, their expressions ferocious.
"Dragon Emperor, a person must know his own limits!"
White Ghost narrowed his eyes at him.
"I don't understand. I only know that when I see something good, I put it in my pocket."
Yoshimasa Mita looked at White Ghost greedily.
"You're right. So I'll take all your things.
"Of course, that includes your women.
"I'll cherish them properly. You don't need to worry. Just rest in peace."
"Sigh."
White Ghost shook his head and sighed.
"Looks like those people didn't tell you something."
"What?"
Yoshimasa Mita froze, watching as White Ghost suddenly looked completely normal.
The others were the same.
White Ghost took out a cigar and lit it.
"They didn't tell you that enough poison to kill an elephant can't kill me."
After speaking, White Ghost waved his hand.
"Kill them all. Looking at them makes me want to vomit."
Yoshimasa Mita had not yet understood what that meant.
Whoosh.
A pair of ice-cold eyes appeared in front of him.
Before he could react, Bai Hezi's twin blades began moving rapidly.
"Then let's begin the slaughter. In any case, there don't seem to be any good people in this country."
Zango tore off his clothes.
Roar!
A majestic saber-toothed tiger-man appeared, red light gleaming in his eyes as he stared at everyone in the hall.
Those people were still in shock over why White Ghost's group was fine.
Bang!
A gunshot rang through the entire hall.
Thud.
A dwarf fell forward with a bullet hole in his forehead, dying with his eyes open.
"Ahhh!"
Yoshimasa Mita's screams rang out.
Everyone watched as strips of flesh began falling from his body.
Before long, organs and entrails spilled all over the floor.
Bai Hezi had truly flayed him alive.
All of this happened in an extremely short time.
By the time the others reacted and tried to run, it was already too late.
White Ghost's crew began moving.
The yin-yang freak was burned clean by Kuina's flames.
White Ghost stepped through the blood and walked to Yoshimasa Mita.
Only his intact head remained, eyes wide open.
White Ghost crushed his head underfoot.
"Sometimes, being too greedy isn't a good thing."
Issho followed beside White Ghost without saying a word.
Having witnessed everything from beginning to end, he finally understood what White Ghost meant when he said the human heart was the filthiest thing.
When White Ghost and the others came outside, the place was already surrounded three layers deep inside and out.
Those people held weapons, their eyes bloodshot as they stared at them.
A squad of Marines was also standing there.
"Former Marine HQ Rear Admiral Daz White Ghost!
"You have murdered King Yoshimasa Mita of the Asdea Kingdom without cause.
"For committing such a heinous crime, you cannot be forgiven.
"I advise you now: lay down your weapons and do not make meaningless resistance."
White Ghost did not even look at the Marine who shouted.
He only glanced calmly at the people of this country.
Every one of them was staring at his group with greedy eyes.
"Kill them all.
"I've never slaughtered a country before. This is a good chance to enjoy ourselves."
"Understood!"
Franky's mechanical arm extended toward the front as streams of blue energy gathered.
"Franky, Laser Beam!"
Whoosh!
A blue beam shot from his palm.
Boom!
An explosion erupted in the crowd, followed by waves of screams.
"Kill them! They're few in number! For mountains of gold and silver, fight!"
Someone in the crowd shouted, and the dwarfs charged forward.
Doc Q patted his horse's back.
"Stronger, we're going too. We just boarded the ship. We need to show some results."
Stronger neighed once, kicked off with all four legs, and charged into the crowd.
Doc Q swung his scythe wildly, harvesting lives one after another.
Anyone who approached him went weak in the limbs, their faces turning pale as they collapsed.
Doc Q's face was full of excitement as he reaped heads. He also threw apples.
Boom!
Explosions rang out one after another.
"That guy really is cruel."
Lafitte released the person he had just tortured to death.
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