Located in the first half of the Great Shipping Route, adjacent to the naval headquarters, the Chambord Islands are home to the world's largest mangrove tree, the Alqi Mangrove, whose roots remain exposed to the water.

The island is made up of 79 trees, each of which has towns and facilities, Nos. 1 to 29 are illegal areas such as human trafficking shops, Nos. 30 to 39 are amusement parks, Nos. 40 to 49 are sightseeing areas, No. 50 to 59 are shipyards with film craftsmen, No. 60 to 69 are areas for the navy and government, and Nos. 70 to 79 are hotel streets.

The roots of the mangrove trees in Chambord, which form the Chambord Islands, secrete a special natural resin that expands into bubbles as the air expands. As a result, the Chambord Islands also have some special products, such as bubble cars and bubble Ferris wheels......

Prosperous, fantastical, sinful......

This is the Chambord Islands!

"Woo! Woo! What a great day! ”

In a huge auction house, a tall strong man stood in front of the locked slaves, let out a strange laugh, he stroked his short beard, looked at the dejected slaves, and showed a hideous smile: "Despicable fellows! You cheer me up, if you let the guests suspect that you are sick, it is an inferior product but it will delay Lao Tzu to make money! ”

"Bailey! Bailey! My beloved Bailey! ”

After scolding the slave, the stout and fat man danced in place, and the suit that wrapped his body was tightly tightened, as if it would explode at any moment.

"Poofhaha!"

Suddenly, laughter rang out in the corner.

The man dancing in place froze, glared at him suddenly, and roared, "Who is it!" Bastard, are you looking down on Uncle Ben's beautiful dancing?! ”

He stared at his soybean-sized eyes, trying to squeeze out the fierce light, trying to find out which slave was so bold that he dared to laugh at him so perfectly!

"Ahh

A hand in the corner was raised, and it shook a few times, and the slave slave who was locked next to the owner of the hand curled up, trying to stay away from this madman, and dared to provoke the manager of the auction house, the hot dancing gentleman Jo Bailey, he was finished!

This made it obvious to the owner of the hand, he was a young boy.

He had conspicuous white hair, pale skin, a somewhat sickly skin, a fairly good-looking face, and strange star marks under the corners of his eyes, and was now showing a big smile, looking at Chobelley with great interest, "Hey, uncle! It's the clothes on your body that need you to apologize more than if you ask me to apologize, right? ”

"It looks so hard, it looks like it's going to explode at any moment!"

He made an exaggerated expression, and his hands made an explosive motion.

Cho Bailey stood up angrily, and dared to laugh at Uncle Ben's beautiful figure, you damn little slave, I must ......

"Gaha!"

Jobéley's mouth opened wide, and a deformed exclamation came out of his throat.

Because the boy's movements were too big, the unlocked iron ring in his hand fell directly to the ground, making a crisp sound. At the same time, Joe Bailey also noticed that the boy in front of him did not have the explosive collar around his neck that other slaves had!

"I escaped...... No, who are you! Out of nowhere! ”

Jo Bailey was still capable of becoming the manager of the auction house appointed by Doflamingo, and with such a special appearance, he was obviously a slave of the highest quality, he would not be impressed at all.

But the boy in front of him, he didn't seem to have seen before.

"Huh? Could it be the cargo that was plugged today? ”

His angry expression was retracted, with a palm made up of fingers like five carrots, rubbing his chin, and then his facial features gradually squeezed together, licking his upper lip, revealing a greedy expression, slowly stepped forward, and said with a smile while stretching out his hand to the boy:

"Woo! Woo! It's really a good look, white and tender, and the most important thing is this beautiful expression! With an innocent smile, but the eyes seem to have been broken, this will undoubtedly become the favorite toy of aristocratic ladies and ladies! Woo woo! ”

"Good boy, let me put an iron lock on you, it's really careless, who the hell gave you such a perfect gift, but didn't pack it!"

"Pray, you are such a good person, but you will also be ...... by men"

The white-haired boy raised his left hand, smiled and grabbed the middle finger of Jobley's outstretched left hand with his hand, and then writhed violently!

Chobley's body spun involuntarily, and he fell to his knees on his back, his fingers firmly grasped by the white-haired boy's hand, which had been twisted and almost twisted.

"My name is Moraison, strange man, and you don't know why your eyes make me feel uncomfortable all of a sudden."

Moreson tilted his head, the smile on the corner of his mouth faded, what a hate, the game of playing slaves is suddenly gone...... Really, Bucky said it was a fun game.

Moreson, who was fooled by Bucky and others to build the live broadcast venue, felt that he had been deceived, so he was very unhappy now, seeing that the guards around him had taken out their guns and pointed them at him, and he was afraid of the hostage of Jobley in his hand, he suddenly became completely tired of this game.

"It's not fun at all."

He was word-for-word, emotionless mechanical.

"Let's have a fun game."

He said.

A large number of colorful ghosts emerged from Morason's body, submerging all the guards, including Joe Bailey, who was restrained by him.

"The Ghost Theater. The Tree of Kabbalah! ”

"Boom!"

Moraison smiled and uttered an onomatopoeia.

Puff puff......

All the guards suddenly lost their guns, and they fell to the ground in agony, and a large amount of blood erupted from their backs, and small trees with white bones and flesh curdled emerged from their backs.

"Evil, evil...... You are, Devil Fruit Ability......"

"Spare me! Spare me! I can give you a lot of money! ”

Jobelle said in horror.

Watching his men die tragically one by one, he also fell for the strange move before, and he had an infinite thirst for survival in his heart.

"Alas, no, once the Kabbalah Tree is used, it will take effect irretrievably!"

Mollaison smiled innocently, but even the remaining slaves who were alive and untouched showed expressions of fear.

"Liar, deceive!"

Jobley tried to break free from Moraison's confinement, but it only made Moraison slightly more forceful, his arms twisted closer, and the creak of bones faintly sounded.

The next moment......

Burst!

Chobelli repeated the tragedy of his previous guard, and a small tree of bone and flesh emerged from his back, and the outline of a human face faintly appeared on the small tree, which seemed to be extremely frightened.

"You didn't say it wrong before, I lied to you."

Moreson smiled at the little tree that housed Jobley's soul.