I started as a pirate and connected to other worlds

"Yes...it's red-haired Shanks."

Everyone around the square finally reacted. The pirates looked surprised and the navy looked wary with different expressions.

"There, the Red Foss is over there, and all members of the Red-Haired Pirates are here."

"Why would a big shot like him come here?"

"Are you here to aid the Whitebeard Pirates?"

The doubts spread, and the entire navy felt great pressure.

"Red hair? If you don't be your sea emperor in the new world, why did you come to Marinefando?"

The growing strength gave Sith unparalleled confidence. With his eyes lowered, even the powerful Sea Emperor was qualified enough to face questioning.

The horizontal knife touched the white blade in Sith's hand, Shanks raised his head, and the aura burst out from his body.

The first point of negotiation is to always put yourself in a dominant position.

In an instant, two unparalleled overlord-colored domineering energies began to wrestle on the spot, oppressing each other. Lightning flashed, rocks melted, and a storm of energy swept across the entire square. The granite on the ground was peeled off layer by layer, and even the black fog that filled the surrounding area was gone. Completely clear.

Clang!

There was a crisp sound of gold and iron in the air, and Sith took two steps back. In terms of domineering power alone, he lost.

But this is also a reasonable thing. The domineering and domineering spirit he possesses is not his own at all.

Taking away the domineering force from Whitebeard, not to mention the losses caused by it, the one-sided plunder alone is destined to make him unable to wield that power like an arm in a short period of time.

Like Teach, they still need time to reach the top completely.

But if he easily believes that he will win, then the emperor of the sea is too naive.

Turning away from the long knife in Sith's hand, his eyes were sharp, and several scars on his left eye were clearly visible.

"I'm here to end this war. This war has been going on for a long time. There is no need to continue causing unwarranted casualties."

"What if we refuse?"

Thick black mud rolled up and down in the pupils of the Sith. Now it was their navy that had the upper hand. With a single word, he wanted them to give up the victory that was within their grasp. Did he really think that he was invincible?

You must know that the last number one in the world just died here.

"No?"

Shanks raised the corners of his mouth and chuckled. There was a different kind of domineering and charm about him.

"Give me some face, otherwise, we will be your opponents."

"Hahaha……"

The Sith laughed disdainfully, and his extremely sharp eyes struck Shanks directly in the face, like two sharp knives trying to peel him apart from the inside out.

"Give you face? Death or injury? Remember your identity, Shanks. You are not a mediator sent by the World Government, nor are you a famous pacifist. You are just a pirate. Stop talking nice words. You All you want is chaos, or the so-called bullshit balance. Once the balance is broken, you feel in danger and the throne is unstable. Are you afraid that the navy's next target will be you?"

There was a strange silence all around. They were murderous and heart-wrenching. They were not the character of this prestigious sea emperor, but...but what Sith said did make sense.

Besides, as the head of a powerful force, would he really do such a thankless thing?

No, no, no, every move of the big shots has a special meaning, which is worthy of their careful consideration, especially at this special critical moment. Even if the red hair takes the opportunity to take over the remnants of the Whitebeard Pirates, it doesn't seem like that. An incomprehensible thing.

"But... Sir, the war has been going on for long enough, and the goal has been achieved. We... we don't need to endlessly chase the pirates who have no fighting spirit, continue the war that should have been stopped, and face those..."

With tears streaming down his face, Kebi stood up from the crowd and shouted towards Sith with his eyes bulging high.

"Are you teaching me what to do?"

Before he finished speaking, the Sith's roar came over, and his indifferent eyes swept across the audience.

"Is there anyone still holding on to this unrealistic fantasy? To reconcile with the pirates? It's ridiculous. That's just sacrificing the future for a moment of pleasure. Do you think all the damage to the navy comes from this? From a rare encounter in more than ten years. The war?"

He shook his head, innocence written all over his face.

"No, it's because you are so well protected by the navy that you don't even know how cruel this world is."

"Pirates, especially pirates in the New World, are like cancer on the human body. Every minute, every second, they are eroding our bodies, like a long-lasting wound that never heals. They are bleeding from us all the time.”

"If a hundred navy soldiers die in battle in one day, what about ten days? What about a hundred days? What about ten years? The casualties in the war are only superficial. The continuous large and small naval battles on the sea are the biggest cause of naval casualties. Greed. Breeding evil, the scale of pirates will only get bigger and bigger, and the navy will only get weaker and weaker from the bloodletting day after day. One day, the evil dragon will come out of the cage and we will all be torn to pieces."

"For the sake of justice, we have a duty, but if we want to win, we have to cut through the mess quickly. We must not give the pirates even a little room to breathe. If we eat the Whitebeard Pirates today, then we can eat the Red Hair tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow We can eat Big Mom, eat Kaido, what a bullshit era of pirates, it will eventually end in the hands of our generation, and we have nothing to leave to the next generation except peace."

With flames wrapped around him, Sith looked around again.

"If the victor is not the navy, the plundered will still be our brothers and sisters. If the victor is not the navy, then our sons and daughters will be like us and embark on the battlefield against pirates decades later. You …Do you really want to see this scene?”

The Sith's voice suddenly increased in volume, and instantly spread throughout Marineland. Immediately afterwards, the navy began to boil.

"I don't want to, of course I don't want to. My son is eight years old. It's enough for me to have a navy at home. How can I watch him go to the battlefield?"

"Yes, victory must belong to the navy!"

"For justice!"

"..."

Turning around, Sith lowered his head and glanced at Kebi.

"Do you understand? Soldier, pick up the knife and go back to where you belong. The war is not over yet."

He closed his eyes and cast his black eyes on Shanks again, as if he could swallow up all the light.

"Red Hair, what you are doing is just for your own selfishness. What we are doing is the people behind the scenes and the justice in our hearts. For this reason, we must not be weak or give in at all."

"Sophistry, you are completely sophistry. You have no idea how much of a chaos the world will be plunged into if the balance is destroyed."

Shanks' eyes were full of vigilance. He was actually a little afraid of the young man in front of him, not because of his strength, but because of his overly harsh thoughts.

There was no light in those deep eyes, but Shanks saw the reflection of iron and fire in them. This was a monster that would drag the whole world into the abyss.

He doesn't believe in balance, let alone the game between big forces. He doesn't believe in anything except the sword and fire in his hands.