Uncle B of the pirate is invincible

Chapter 540 Final Chapter
"I feel the breath of the oppressor! Master, release me, all the power of Spartacus!"

Burt Muran, who was driven to a dead end by the red dog, heard the voice from the far shore, it was the owner of one of his treasures, Spartacus.

"Liberation..." Burt, who had suffered so much in the magma of hell, muttered to himself, and Ben's dim eyes lit up again.

"This is Spartacus lending me strength, this is the power of the rebels!" Bert realized, he tried his best to get up in the magma, and slammed the red dog who was indifferent like a god with a cigar in the distance. With a middle finger, he roared: "Do you think you have won? Stupid, this crazy world will definitely end! No one can win forever! You can't, neither can the Tianlong people! Today, I am here, the world's largest In the prison, ring the death knell for your burial! Roar, oppressed ones!! Roar of the wounded beast!!!”

"Huh?!" The extremely dangerous breath made Akainu's cigar fall to the ground.

"Captain! (Mr. Burt!)" Magellan, the warden and others exclaimed in unison. As strong men, they also felt indescribable fear and oppression.

Without any warning, indescribable energy erupted, and the sun descended on the city at this moment, and then, under the tragic light, everything turned into nothingness.

"What?! Push City disappeared!" Wu Laoxing glared at the new director of CP9 like a beast that blamed others.

Just for a moment, the supervisor felt as if he had been delayed five times, and said in panic, "My lord, calm down! A war broke out between the navy and the Chaldean pirates in the city of advance. For some reason, a tsunami broke out in the city of advance." , When the intelligence agent passes by, there will be nothing but sea water there.”

The news of the city's disappearance turned into radio waves and soared in the sky of the world as if it had grown wings. It was as remote as the East China Sea, as prosperous as the great sea route, as weak as ordinary people, and as powerful as the new world. The masters of the new world are all for this incredible news. shock.But no matter whether it is panic, despair, or ecstasy, everyone recognizes an undeniable fact that the tsunami sweeping the world is about to hit.

"What will happen to the future? What will happen to the world? What will happen to us?" Fathers, wives, and even children keep asking the same question.

"Ahahahaha, our chance has come, the symbol of world government rule has fallen, this sea, this world, must be mine!" The terrifying big pirates are hungry for the coming wailing feast.

"It is imperative to shock the world. Contact the navy and immediately launch the demon-slaying order. The target is Rogge Town!" Wu Laoxing dialed the phone of the Navy headquarters with a livid face.

The world is about to move, and in the dark and dead seabed, a figure gradually emerges from nothingness.

"Am I not dead?" Burt's expression was calmer than the sea water around him, he was used to resurrection from death.

"The Twelve Trials..."

The voice that could not be conveyed echoed in the dark seabed, and the owner of the voice had already left.Because, the battle has just begun.

20 years later
In the majestic hall like the residence of gods, Burt looked at the 'King of the World' sitting on the throne, and threw the golden bell in his hand into the air.

"Boom, boom..." The bell rang like a heartbeat, resounding through the Holy Land.

"Hehe, Marvin Burt, did you dye the sea red just to juggle in front of me?" The king of the world laughed with disdain mixed with his aloof tone.

Bert smiled lightly: "Are you juggling? I hope you can still laugh out in a while..."

"Lights spanning 800 years! Hear my call from Marvin Burt, and light up the world again." Burt sang loudly in a deep voice: "Humanism saves, the golden bell that opens up the future!"

As the hero sang, countless figures appeared in this temple amidst the more magnificent and magnificent bells.

"You, are you?!" The king of the world couldn't maintain his demeanor for a long time, and stood up abruptly.

"Shocked?" Burt sighed melancholy: "There is no need to be so shocked. The moment you make a choice, the fate of standing opposite them is already doomed."

"Hundan! Do you think these dregs of history can defeat me? The king of the world?!"

"It's really arrogant." Burt shook his head and laughed, and then roared angrily: "Humans, don't underestimate history!"

"Human?" The king of the world was distorted by Bert's words, "You ant think that I, who has ruled the world for 800 years, has the most powerful human being like you?"

"Ah!" The king of the world was furious, "Go to hell, the root of life that devours the world!"

Facing the ferocious tree roots that tore apart the ground and filled every inch of space, Bert slowly grabbed the ground with his right hand, and a spiral sword made of soil fell into his hand.

"Son of man, open up the world!"

The light of chaos that opened up the world shines for the first time on this scarred world that has been waiting for 800 years.

(The ending is a bit hasty, please forgive me.)
(End of this chapter)