SPOP Chapter 80 Rest Now
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It must be said that Ink Jade Qilin's disguise technique is truly miraculous.
At this moment, Rojen stood among the Marines, yet not a single person around him recognized him. Even a tall, thin Marine greeted him in a low voice.
"Fatty, you're late again. Luckily, the team leader didn't see you."
Rojen timely acted out the timid behavior he had observed from the chubby Marine in the alley, muttering softly.
"I don't really want to find Rojen. That guy is too strong. If we run into him, who knows if we'll survive?"
The tall, thin Marine scoffed and turned away, ignoring him.
"Still so cowardly. I don't know how you became a Marine!"
Rojen pursed his lips and didn't respond. The other's indifference suited him just fine.
Following the group, Rojen began moving with the main force through the streets.
No matter what the Marines did, they would never expect that the target they were pursuing had seamlessly blended into their ranks.
Soon, two hours passed, and the dark clouds over the island began to disperse, revealing the blue sky.
"This damn rain has finally stopped."
Some Marines complained as they took off their raincoats, forming orderly lines and then gathering as summoned by their superiors.
Rojen followed the Marine group to a massive square in the center of Baterilla.
With a quick glance, his expression grew serious.
"The Marines, there are so many of them."
He sighed inwardly, feeling a heavy weight in his heart.
The massive square covered about 3,000 square meters. At this moment, the Marines stood in neat rows, evenly spaced, with roughly 5,000 to 6,000 people present.
Rojen blended in among the Marines, standing with his legs apart, looking forward with a calm expression.
In such a setting, he wasn't worried about being recognized.
After about 3-4 minutes, a group of Marines wearing justice capes stepped onto the central platform of the square. Rojen's eyes narrowed as he saw the person at the center, Vice Admiral Moya, who had fought him earlier.
At this moment, Moya's neck was bandaged, but his energy and spirit were full, and it seemed he had recovered 70-80% of his strength.
"He recovered so quickly!"
Rojen's stamina was completely drained, and he still needed six hours to fully recover.
Yet Vice Admiral Moya, who had been severely injured and nearly killed by his sword strike, now appeared to be back to normal.
"Everyone, listen up!"
As soon as Vice Admiral Moya stepped onto the platform, he let out a loud shout, capturing the attention of all the Marines.
His voice was powerful, echoing across the entire square and lingering for a long time.
"Rojen is still on this island! Do not slack off. Search carefully!"
"All ports, including key passageways, have been completely sealed off!"
"Not even a bird can fly out of this island now."
"So, don't doubt his whereabouts. He's on this island. Even if we have to dig three feet into the ground, we must find him!"
"Search every house, street corner, forest, and cave. Any place where there's even a one percent chance he might be, search it thoroughly!"
Moya's voice carried a stern tone, along with a hint of anger that was hard to detect.
Yes, he was angry. Despite his efforts to remain composed, the fight with Rojen was a humiliation for him.
Listening quietly to Moya's words on the platform, Rojen's heart remained calm.
He was confident that unless he chose to reveal himself, hiding among the Marines, they would never find him.
On the platform, there was a sudden silence. After Moya finished speaking, a young Commodore suddenly stepped up.
"What is it?"
Moya's tone showed some displeasure at being interrupted.
"Admiral Kizaru has arrived."
The Commodore lowered his voice and spoke into Moya's ear.
"What?"
Moya was stunned, then immediately asked, "Where is he now?"
"The warship he is on is docking." The Commodore quickly replied.
Moya took one last look at the Marines below, then strode away. Behind him, the Lieutenant Commanders followed with mixed expressions.
Seeing Moya suddenly leave while speaking, Rojen's heart stirred, and his eyes grew deep.
On this island, and even in this sea region, there were few who could make a Vice Admiral abruptly interrupt his speech and leave.
Unless it was an Admiral!!
"Kizaru, has he arrived?"
Aside from this possibility, there might be other reasons, but for now, this seemed the most likely.
It was hard to describe Rojen's feelings at this moment, fear, tension, or excitement.
"What kind of combat power does a Marine Admiral possess?"
He had encountered Dragon and fought against Vice Admirals; their combat power was indeed formidable, far exceeding his own strength.
By relying solely on himself, he could not contend with them. However, he had the system, and he had been preparing for this day for a long time.
At the port of Baterilla Island, a medium-sized warship slowly docked.
But when it reached the shore, it found that the ship could not anchor.
"Hehe, it seems we arrived late; we missed a lot of good shows." Kizaru surveyed the ruins before him as he spoke with a light laugh.
On the vast port, an immense palm print was clearly visible. Despite the fierce storm, this mark was hard to conceal.
"Admiral Kizaru!"
At this moment, Moya rushed over with a group of high-ranking officers.
"Oh? You're injured, Vice Admiral Moya." Kizaru raised an eyebrow, asking curiously.
Mentioning this made Moya's anger surge again.
"It's all that brat! I was careless and fell for his tricks."
Hearing Moya's explanation, Kizaru chuckled, "Vice Admiral Moya doesn't need to be angry."
"After all, I didn't think you could handle him."
The Marines behind him looked surprised.
They never expected that the 16-17-year-old youth would be so significant in Kizaru's eyes.
Moya was momentarily stunned, his words caught in his throat.
Was Kizaru looking down on him, or was he placing unnecessary importance on that guy? At this moment, Moya couldn't tell.
"Where is he?"
As Moya was lost in thought, Kizaru's words suddenly brought him back to reality, making him feel awkward again.
"We haven't found him yet, but he's definitely on this island."
With another smile, Kizaru didn't bother to ask for more information.
"Of course, he's on this island."
By now, he was almost 100% certain that this cunning brat had other motives.
"Is it that woman?"
Curious in his heart, Kizaru was still uncertain about Rojen's real goal.
"I will use the fastest speed to track him down!" Moya said in a deep voice.
"Hehe, Vice Admiral Moya, you're injured."
"Then take a rest for a while."
Kizaru waved his hand as he spoke while gently refusing.
(End Of This Chapter)