Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

The setting sun was like blood, rippling the sea in the distance.

Roger pinched his nose and finally drank the newly brewed medicine. He sat under the reef bored and wiped the shiny silver long knife with oilcloth.

"Just let him go, Roger... I know you admire Barrett."

Rayleigh stood beside him with his arms folded, his back leaning against the reef, looking at the endless sea in the distance with some melancholy.

Roger paused in wiping the long knife, his eyes drooped.

"That kid has his way to go."

He suddenly laughed.

"Rayleigh, everyone has his own order of appearance."

"For me, the most perfect ending of my life is the end of this journey."

"But Barrett's life is still very long."

"The climax of his journey should not be now."

Rayleigh stared at Roger's smiling face, silent for a while, and slowly laughed.

"You always see things so clearly."

There was a sigh in his smile.

Roger laughed so hard that the two black beards that seemed to grow out of his nostrils trembled. He was very proud, as if it was a great thing to get Rayleigh's recognition and praise.

"It's great to be young..."

He raised his hands high, stretched his waist, and the smile on his face was full of satisfaction.

"Oh no, Captain Roger!!"

Just then, the other crew members of Roger's pirate group ran over with panic on their faces.

Buggy, with a red nose, was so anxious that his face turned red. He raised a piece of information in his hand high and said with trembling teeth:

"I don't know when a message came out in the New World... saying that our Roger Pirates have clues to the ancient weapon that can destroy the world!!"

"It seems that many pirate groups and major forces are now eyeing us!!"

Shanks, wearing a straw hat, gritted his teeth and said:

"This is a false accusation! This is a frame-up! This is fake news!!"

"Fake news!!"

The faces of others also showed tension.

How do they know any clues about ancient weapons!

All they do every day is drink, eat meat and have parties! !

They don't even do much of the pirates' work, such as plundering!

"What!?"

Roger was shocked.

"How do they know that I have clues about ancient weapons!?"

Time stopped for a moment.

Then-

"Eh!!!???"

The members of Roger's Pirates stared at their captain in astonishment, their faces dull.

This...isn't fake news! ?

This is...real! ?

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New world.

A certain underground trading port.

Boom! !

A huge explosion shot up into the sky in the exchange, and the gushing flames instantly engulfed the huge exchange. The majestic air wave shattered all the glass of buildings within a radius of several kilometers.

Pirates, civilians, merchants, nobles...everyone looked at the figure slowly floating up in the sea of ​​fire and ruins in horror.

The unruly flying golden hair was like the mane of a lion, and the eyes were filled with cruel grins. The aura emanating from the body was as terrifying as that of a god or demon, which made people shudder and despair.

"Gold, Golden Lion..."

"Golden Lion Shiki!!"

"How could he appear here..."

"..."

The crowd retreated with pale faces, and even people stepped on each other and fled desperately.

"Hahahahaha... So, tell me."

Golden Lion hooked his finger, and the burning ruins slowly gathered into a towering black rock wall.

In the center of the rock wall, a middle-aged man who looked like a businessman was imprisoned.

His whole body was completely swallowed by the floating and compressed mud, leaving only his head exposed, and he was looking at the big pirate in front of him in horror.

The figure of Golden Lion floated up and moved in front of the man. His violent eyes squeezed out different sizes, and he said with a joking face:

"Who holds the secret of that piece of information...the clue to the ancient weapon?"

While speaking, his clenched fist slowly tightened.

The huge wall structure seemed to be controlled by some force and continued to compress.

The man's body burst into crackling sounds of broken bones, and blood could not stop oozing from his mouth and nose. He screamed miserably in unprecedented pain:

"It's Roger!!"

"Gol D. Roger!"

"That's what the intelligence said!! Roger has clues to ancient weapons!!"

"Ahhhhh... please let me go!"

"Roger?"

The golden lion's pupils shrank slightly, and then burst outHe let out a hoarse and wild laugh.

"Hahahaha!! It's you!! Roger!!"

"This is really unexpected..."

He licked his cracked lips.

"In that case, let's settle our past accounts once and for all..."

The golden lion laughed loudly and soared into the sky.

"Let me go!! I've already given you the information!"

The man looked at the golden lion's receding back and shouted in horror.

But the next second,

A huge shadow quickly rose in front of his eyes.

The earth was rumbling, roaring, and rising.

A rock lion that covered the sky and the sun opened its bloody mouth, like a surging tsunami that swallowed up the entire town...!

In the town that was constantly falling, the golden lion's unruly laughter resounded through the sky.

"Hahaha, Darren, you just wait for me!"

"When I get the ancient weapon... I will sink Marinford into the sea and let you see the horror of real pirates!"

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Marine Headquarters, Marinford.

"Ah!"

Walking home, Darren suddenly felt a chill and sneezed.

"Are you catching a cold?"

He wiped his nose, a little confused.

But he soon shook his head and murmured with a dumb laugh:

"How is this possible? Even an indestructible body can catch a cold?"

"I guess some guy is thinking about me..."

Darren laughed at himself.

There were too many enemies, he couldn't count them all.

At this time, dusk was coming to an end, and the night sky gradually emerged.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the night wind was cold.

Darren tightened his military uniform, turned a corner of the street, and then froze there.

Looking at the tall figure standing at the end of the street, the corner of his eye twitched.

Darren finally understood where the chill came from.

"So... Fun Street is fun?"

Gion stood in the moonlight, his cold eyes looked at Darren quietly, and his slender white hands had already pressed the hilt of the knife at his waist.

"That Gion, listen to my quibbling..."

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