Before the man stood a group of elite soldiers belonging to the Vinsmoke family.
Although their physiques varied somewhat, their faces were strikingly similar, and their attire was almost identical.
They all sported short black haircuts, wore sunglasses, and had downward-turned mouths, giving them an exceptionally fierce look.
Their bodies were sculpted with well-defined muscles, and the aura they exuded was far beyond that of ordinary people!
Anyone who glanced at them would instantly conclude that this group was undoubtedly worthy of the titles "War Experts" or "Army of Evil."
They were truly a group that existed solely for "war"!
…
At this moment, three clone soldiers dressed in black suits stood before the man.
Compared to the tall and sturdy clone soldiers, the man's build seemed so ordinary that it hardly sparked any interest in vigilance.
However, as elite soldiers absolutely loyal to the Vinsmoke family, these clone soldiers would not harbor feelings of "underestimating the enemy" or "doubt."
As for that so-called "absolute loyalty"?
It was indeed an excellent trait, considered "rare" and "precious," but it didn't touch upon the "fundamentals."
This sea is far too vast, so there's no shortage of people who are "loyal."
There are plenty of individuals who would risk their lives for their comrades when facing a strong enemy!
But what good is an army, no matter how loyal?
Ants will fiercely protect their nest but still can't withstand a pot of boiling hot water.
The truly terrifying characteristic of the Vinsmoke family's elite soldiers lay in their "absolute execution capability."
No matter when, no matter where, no matter the mission, those elite soldiers would flawlessly carry it out with unwavering resolve.
… Hmm?
Is this "important"?
Of course.
Yes, it is very important.
Let's consider a scenario:
Imagine a group of wicked pirates who have committed countless murders and robberies.
One day, their captain suddenly orders his subordinates to scald an ant nest to death with boiling water, and they are to do it with a suicide mission mentality, ensuring not a single ant is spared.
Upon hearing this, the subordinates are stunned for a moment, then laughingly agree.
After all, scalding a nest of ants to death with boiling water, how difficult could that be?
So, the subordinates set off without even eating breakfast, planning to use the leftover boiling water from scalding the ants to make some coffee.
Therefore, when one of the surviving "ants" gathers an army and confronts the pirates, the pirates would utter such exclamations:
"You ants, how dare you..."
Such words and situations are far too common.
But this scenario is nonexistent for Germa 66's clone army.
Even if Vinsmoke Judge ordered them to crush a single ant with a suicide mission, they would carry it out without hesitation.
They would grab blades and firearms, even strap explosives to themselves, all just to destroy that "mere ant nest."
This is what makes Germa 66's clone army so terrifying.
Because in a way, they have eradicated a most deadly emotion from themselves.
That emotion is called "arrogance"!
A nation that can suppress "arrogance" will quickly stand out among the kingdoms and establish a powerful realm;
A civilization that can control "arrogance" will possess the foundation for its eternal legacy;
And an army that can eliminate the emotion of "arrogance" will become the most formidable presence in every war!
Because they will always maintain the fullest fighting spirit and morale, never missing any opportunity for victory.
What is "advantage"?
It's merely a battle with a higher probability of victory, no different from any other battle.
This state is considered "perfect" for an army.
But unfortunately, for ordinary people—even for Marine soldiers—this state only exists in theory.
No army composed of "humans" can achieve such a perfect state.
Humans cannot.
Clones can, and thus, Germa 66's clone army exists.
Robots can also, and thus, the Pacifista "PX" series robot army developed by Vegapunk in the future exists.
And Vegapunk today has not yet obtained a perfect test subject like Bartholomew Kuma, so the Pacifista series robots are still in the initial stages of development.
The only "perfect army" on this sea is truly Germa 66!
This is what makes Germa 66 truly feared by this sea.
A perfect army that can traverse all parts of the world—what a terrifying force that is!
…
But at this moment, facing such a perfect army, the man from the Four Seas Alliance appeared so graceful and calm.
Even with the blades of the three clone soldiers at his throat, the man continued to walk forward with a smile.
These clone soldiers had orders to remain vigilant towards the man before them and to deter him at the opportune moment, not to kill him immediately.
Therefore, despite sensing that the situation was somewhat strange, the three clone soldiers perfectly executed Vinsmoke Judge's orders.
They held their blades at the man's throat and moved forward step by step with him.
Before long, they had left the port docks and set foot on Germa Kingdom's territory.
…
It is called territory, but in essence, it is merely a deck on the back of a giant snail.
The Germa Kingdom has very few citizens; it is mostly comprised of male soldiers created through cloning technology.
Therefore, if a large-scale war were to break out, the "citizens" of the Germa Kingdom could transform into battle-hardened soldiers in a very short time and immediately join the fight!
…
Boom… Crack! Crack!
The moment the man stepped onto Germa Kingdom's territory, rumbling sounds emanated from beneath his feet.
Before him, the ordinary street suddenly transformed.
Countless complex mechanical devices beneath it worked in unison, drastically altering the street's layout.
An avenue leading directly to the Germa Palace gradually took shape.
Then, the palace gates opened, and the walls on either side of the gates simultaneously expanded!
While this mechanical structure wasn't incredibly exquisite, it was designed quite ingeniously.
If Fish-Man Tom were here, he would likely be very interested.
The walls slowly opened, revealing the throne inside the palace.
Seated on the throne was none other than Vinsmoke Judge!
He maintained his posture, firmly seated on the throne, with his usual heavy rifle displayed on the weapon rack beside him.
Judge raised his eyes and looked towards the man in the long robe at the beginning of the avenue.
Then, he narrowed his eyes and asked:
"Who are you?"
Despite the considerable distance between them, it did not hinder their communication.
The man gazed at Judge on the throne, and also at the clone soldiers appearing from the sides of the street onto the avenue.
The journey had not been easy.
But the man still raised his head and smiled as he said:
"I am from the Four Seas Alliance."
Judge was clearly unsatisfied with the man's answer and repeated: "I asked, who are 'you'?"
The man thought for a moment, then bowed slightly. "If you wish, you can call me... an 'Emissary'."
The emissary raised his head and began to stride forward.
At the same time, a tiny black shadow floated past Judge's eyes.
Was that... sand?
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