Flames spread unbridled between buildings, and Vlad was not so kind, he would help the Draconians control the affected area, and for him, the more chaotic the situation, the greater the benefit to him.

After all, the more the flames burn, the less time the World Government and the guards of the Draconians will have to search for who is doing the trouble.

Therefore, for the people of the World Government, firefighting is the first task, and most of their troops have to be used to extinguish the fire for the Draconians, which is a promising thing, and there is a complete shortage of manpower that can be invested in detecting saboteurs.

What's even more amazing is that Vlad's flame is not an ordinary flame, ordinary water and other conventional fire extinguishing methods have no effect on it, only seawater can completely extinguish the flame, which is very interesting, which means that it is not so easy for the world government to extinguish the fire.

The best thing is that even if it is a person, as long as there is no domineering, if you want to enter the fire, you are just looking for death, as long as there is a slight spark splashing on your body, it will immediately be a dead word, and there is no second possibility.

This situation has created Vlad's current situation, surrounded by a golden flame, no one could have imagined that there would be a person walking freely.

"I'll see, which side is it?"

Vlad crouched on the roof of a house, draped in a black cloak and hooded on his head, wrapped tightly in a black figure that contrasted with the roaring golden flames around him.

"Ahh

"Found it, there!"

Vlad leaped into the air, his huge wings stretched out from behind him, and with a few gentle fannings, the whole person disappeared into the night sky like a phantom, leaving only the flames blown by the storm of wings.

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"Fire! It's fire."

"On fire? Is there a fire? ”

Someone exclaimed.

"Hahaha! Have these demons finally ushered in the sanctions? ”

"Hahahaha, let's die, let's die, let's die together!"

"Is it God? God has come to punish these demons! ”

Someone laughed maniacally.

The flames spread wildly, and they will soon burn here, unlike the Draco people who are all in the spotlight and everyone serves them, no one will protect them, no one will organize their evacuation, and no one will care about their life and death.

Although they were human beings, no one would ever think of them as human beings, and in this Mary Joy, in the center of this world government, in this red earth continent, they were the only people who were not called human beings.

They were slaves, slaves kept in captivity by the Draconians, they could be slaughtered at will, they could be exchanged for pleasure at will, they lost everything, their lives, their bodies, their wealth, and even their freedom.

All human beings have been deprived of everything that is human beings, and I have to say that this is indeed a very ironic thing, the same human beings, one side is called God, and the other side is like maggots, let others ravage, no, maggots are at least disgusting, no one wants to pay attention to them, these slaves, even maggots are not as good.

There is no doubt that these people are the Draconians, one of the greatest proofs of the evil of the world government, this is something that everyone in the world knows, but the irony is that there are not many people who really care about it, and those who have not seen it with their own eyes always don't care about the life and death of others.

Only when bad luck really befalls you will you deeply feel the despair of those people.

The world really sucks!

Vlad stood on the roof of the house, full of sight and hearing, and he was numb to the performance of the slaves in the buildings below. There was not the slightest sense of resistance, which was the manifestation of most slaves.

It's no wonder, even Tezzolo and Empress Boya-Hancock are also three points angry and seven points afraid when they mention the Draconians, they only dare to hide their identities, without the slightest thought of resisting, the Draconians, after all, are the masters of the world.

This world of One Piece is like this, it's really rotten, it's completely hopeless, the existence of the world government is not to fight pirates, nor is it to better manage the world, they are still simply serving the Draconians, even if it is the five old stars, they are just puppets of the Draconians.

The people of this world have lost the spirit of resistance, even if it is the Four Emperors, even Whitebeard has no intention of fighting with the World Government and the Celestial Dragons, the enemies of the pirates are only pirates after all, not the navy, not the World Government, for them, their own freedom is enough.

In this world, there are only two people who will really target the world government, one is the One Piece, Gore D. Roger, this man knows everything in the world, and the opening of the era of pirates is undoubtedly to awaken the free will of mankind.

The second, undoubtedly, is Monchi D. Dorag, the world's first true revolutionary, the man who dared to overthrow the world government and overthrow the Draconians.

Maybe there will be a Monchi D. Luffy in the future, and he may be like Roger when he arrives at the Final Island.

However, now, there is no doubt that the world government rules the world, and the commoners regard them as umbrellas, and regard the Draconians as gods, not to mention rebellion, even thinking about it contains awe.

So

"It sucks!"

With a gentle wave of his hand, flames roared out, and the tight iron door was blasted open in an instant.

Under Vlad's deliberate control, the flames did not continue to burn, but were directly extinguished, and the deep dark passage was suddenly exposed in front of him.

Vlad stepped in, turned a few corners, and small, birdcage-like cages appeared in front of him.

Fra looked around, the slaves looked at him numbly, no one begged him to let them out, they had lost hope in life.

He didn't want to save these people, after all, they are all people who have nothing to do with him, but after close contact, there will be a change, how to say it, seeing their lives, I can't bear to see them die, that's probably what it means, I can't ignore them when I see their miserable state.

"Yo, so many dead dogs!"

Vlad chuckled.

It was embarrassing, and no one accosted me.

It was called quite happy just now, but now no one is talking, I have to say, is this the otherworldly version of Keyboard Man?

"Want to get out?"

Vlad said softly.

"To go out is to die,"

Someone replied, "It's better to die here." ”

"I want to get out, take me away!"

Finally, someone shouted, "Take me away, take me out of this hell!" Please, take me away! ”

"I'm sorry! Ladies and gentlemen! ”

Vlad's expression was serious, "I'm just one person in the end, there's no way to take so many people away, all I can do is let you out,"

"As for how you choose in the future, whether you choose to fight hard or accept your fate, it's up to you!"

Vlad didn't say anything more, he sighed in his heart, all he could do was this, and the rest was left to fate!

With a wave of his hand, Vlad snaked out like a fiery serpent, and at this time his extraordinary control and sight finally came to light, and the iron gates, collars, handcuffs and shackles that hindered the freedom of the slaves were almost instantly burned into nothingness by the blazing flames.

Vlad turned and left: "The rest, it's up to you." ”

Quiet, quiet, no one speaks, breathing is audible, everyone knows that the first person to speak will decide everything, and many times, all that is needed for a person's actions is a word, or an excuse.

"I'm going to run!"

The man who had asked Vlad to save him stood up, and he had not been a slave for a short time, "I don't want to die here!" ”

"If you run, you'll die, they're gods!" Someone whispered.

"God?"

"They're just human, too!"

"Even if I die, I want to die on the way to struggle!"

The man walked out of the cell with steady steps.

The many remaining slaves looked at each other.

"Grass mud horse!"

A big man stood up, "Yard, if you can kill Lao Tzu, let's kill it!" Lao Tzu wants to be free! ”

"Freedom?"

"Yards, fight!"

Riots gradually ensued, slaves rose up one by one, and a riot was formed.

People's yearning for freedom cannot be stopped, and the will to pursue freedom has been passed down from generation to generation, which is the existence of transcendence of life.

The chaotic night has just begun.