The Pirate of the Void Throne

Oasis Juba.

A ruined city.

What came into view was an extremely dilapidated scene, with cracks visible to the naked eye on the surrounding stone buildings.

A few scattered trees are also showing a withered yellow color.

The sun is shining brightly,

There was a heat wave everywhere, and the ground seemed to be burning with flames.

As soon as Kosha walked out of the room, he felt a heat wave hit his face. It felt like he was in a sauna, except that the sauna was unusually dry.

Walking on the dirt road, Kosha looked around carefully, as if he was looking for something.

After all, the general plot is like this, even if there is no system.

The protagonist can pick up devil fruits just by walking or peeing.

Travelers are always given preferential treatment.

However, Kosha soon became disappointed.

Because this idea is simply unrealistic.

Although there are so many Devil Fruits in anime, this is just an illusion.

Even the cheapest devil fruit is worth [-] million beli, which is enough to make countless people fight and turn brothers against each other.

It's easy to get rich overnight, or even change your destiny.

Many people regard it as a legend. Ordinary people will never see a Devil Fruit in their lifetime, let alone picking it up.

Picking up a devil fruit can only be a dream.

Concentrating his thoughts, Kosha walked out of the street, and everything suddenly became clear.

far away,

People come and go, people wearing all kinds of robes hurrying around.

Clang!

Clang! !

Clang! ! !

The clang of iron tools rippled out from the wilderness of the earth, echoing in waves, as a group of Juba workers kept digging into the underground sand with shovels.

"Just work harder!"

"We will definitely dig into the groundwater!!"

“It’s just that it hasn’t rained for a year!!”

“The city of Juba will definitely survive tenaciously!!!”

A group of sweaty people encouraged each other and acted harder.

As long as underground water can be dug, this depleted oasis will come alive again.

Water is the source of life and the hope in the desert.

As long as there is water, they can grow food and restore greenery to the city.

Looking at the scene in front of him from a distance, Kosha felt as if he had arrived in a desert area during the war years.

Everything here looks shabby.

Primitive, backward.

Kosha raised his head and stared into the distance blankly, standing there for a long time.

gradually,

The red sun sets in the west, and the afterglow of the setting sun sheds the last trace of sadness. The red light shines on the sand, as if it is stained by blood.

Kosha couldn't help but narrowed his eyes.

I don't know if it was because of the setting of the sun, but the wind in the street gradually became stronger. It gradually turned from a breeze to a strong wind, and waves came towards me, blowing Kosha's clothes flying.

suddenly,

In the desert on the horizon in the distance, a yellow line towering into the sky appeared, rolling forward rapidly and getting wider and wider, which was very spectacular.

Countless pieces of yellow sand rolled up into the sky, rising into the sky like a yellow dragon, making bursts of shrill roars.

"That was...a sandstorm!!"

Kosha's eyes suddenly widened, and without any hesitation, out of the good education in his previous life, he took a deep breath and shouted loudly:

"Everyone, evacuate as soon as possible!!!"

"Find a building and take shelter immediately!!"

"The sandstorm is coming!!!"

Kosha's hysterical voice suddenly exploded in the street.

The volume was so loud that it was like thunder on dry land. It shocked the workers digging for underground water and stopped their work one after another.

Passers-by on the street were also awakened.

After Kosha's words, there was no more nonsense.

He immediately took off his coat and rushed into the building on the street.

He lay firmly on the ground and covered his mouth and nose with his coat.

Life is important.

"quick!!"

"Find a good place to hide!!"

"Get down!!"

Not far away, a group of Juba workers were digging for underground water, as well as panicked pedestrians on the street.

After being reminded by Kosha, they started to hide in panic.

No one is afraid of the sandstorm that blocks the sky and the sun.

call! ——

The sandstorm struck mercilessly, and the entire sky was dark and plunged into darkness.

The violent wind and sand swept over the sky, drowning everything in an instant.

Countless people couldn't open their eyes in the wind and sand, and their bodies were blown back and forth, struggling feebly.

The wind blew the earth "whirring", rolling up a thick layer of dust, and sand and stones flew all over the sky.

The trees rustled, and the flying gravel hit the surrounding buildings, making a "clang" sound.

The air was filled with a choking yellow sand.

Time seemed extremely long.

Kosha kept lying on the ground, covering his mouth and nose, until he felt like he was about to suffocate.

The wind and sand gradually calmed down.

As the sandstorm passed, Kousha slowly got up.

"Whoo~"

Kosha let out a long breath, got up from the ground, and shook the sand off his body.

Feeling the power of nature for the first time, he felt extremely small.

Looking at the scene in front of him again, he saw a completely different scene from before.

"Damn it!!"

"Damn, why does it always happen?"

"Why do we get sandstorms every time we dig for groundwater?"

“Does God really want to destroy Jubal?”

"It has not rained for more than a year, and now we have to face sandstorms from time to time!"

"Water sources are scarce and we really can't hold on anymore..."

The people who had been in high spirits and enthusiastically wielding shovels to dig out underground water dropped their shovels and became depressed and decadent.

At this moment, a thick layer of sand had already accumulated on the ground, and the deep pit they dug so hard had been filled up by the thick sand at some point.

Even some buildings were partially buried by the wind and sand.

The sand layer on the ground has risen again.

The unusually high temperature made the ground seem to rise like hot air currents. In such a harsh environment, everyone's face turned pale and their lips became chapped due to lack of water.

They had been busy all day under the scorching sun, but now their efforts had been wasted and they had gained nothing.

There were even dozens of residents of Yuba who were swept away by the sandstorm because they could not escape and were missing...

What a cruel thing.

Kosha looked along the street and saw a dense crowd like a tide, spreading from the edge of the street to the end.

Many of them were in ragged clothes, and some had various injuries on their bodies, apparently caused by the sandstorm just now.

"I...my father was swept away by a sandstorm..."

A young man with a dull expression held his head in pain, gritted his teeth and choked.

"Wow... Mom..."

Another sharp sob sounded, and a little girl sat on the ground helpless and cried bitterly.

Just now, her mother was ruthlessly taken away by a sandstorm in order to protect her.

"my son……"

"My...my brother...he is also missing."

Dozens of Juba residents who had lost their loved ones were crying in pain.

In the desert, they know better than anyone the consequences of being swept away by such a sky-blocking sandstorm.

They will never come back...

As far as the eyes can see, this is a rotten world. Even though Kousha had expected it, his heart still stirred up waves and it was difficult to calm down.

The ideals, justice and friendship that the Straw Hat Pirates have seen and felt along the way are just the tip of the iceberg that has emerged from the sea.

In this pirate world, there is still too much blood and darkness hidden.

This is a real and cruel world.