I started as a pirate and connected to other worlds

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Honesty, this is a rare noble quality of the Sith. Well, absolutely. He rarely lies unless it is very necessary, such as deceiving a fish pond or something. But in front of Shanks, he has no need to lie. The one-armed, rough-faced man was not to his liking.

What he loves is always the kind with long legs.

As he said, ordinary people simply cannot imagine what kind of war potential a violent organization backed by the World Government can unleash when it is fully fueled and activated with all its strength.

Three generals? One hundred thousand navy? Sometimes the only difference is a world conscription order.

As the Sith said, it's not that the World Government has really tried its best, but that they have indulged the pirates too much.

The senior officials of the world government who are full of selfishness and the Celestial Dragons who are addicted to enjoyment do not regard cleaning up pirates and maintaining regional stability as their top priority at all. They are more worried about whether they can get kickbacks from major forces, otherwise they will lose their money. How could something like heavenly gold be born?

In short, this is an extremely deformed government.

In the square, Sith's face was stern, and his whole body was full of momentum. This was not a place where he could think too much. The powerful and proud Emperor of the Sea was ready to tear Sith into pieces at any time.

The sleeve in Shanks' right hand was lifted up, and an aura that could not be described in words erupted from his body. It was as powerful as a sea falling from a high altitude, and people couldn't help but kneel down and worship. Just talking about this In terms of momentum, he is worthy of the name of the Emperor of the Sea.

The long knife was mixed with dazzling white light, cutting a thin white line directly between the Sith's eyes. Before the King of the Sea bit off his left arm, he was a powerful swordsman who was not weaker than Hawkeye.

More than ten years have passed, and his strength has only increased. The increasingly powerful three-color domineering energy has made up for his physical deficiencies, and the passage of time has made his sword sharper.

"Death? Decline? Don't underestimate the will of pirates. This is an era where everyone can dream. As long as there is a dream, the era of great pirates will never decline."

Shanks roared sharply, and the white line squeezed directly into Sith's sight, getting tighter and tighter, simple, with no extra color except pure white.

This is in line with the laws of nature. The more a dish looks like, the more it dresses up as a disguise, the more dangerous it is, and the more unpretentious its appearance becomes, blending into normality and killing with one blow.

This is Shanks' sword. There are no excessive moves. It is neither passionate nor gorgeous. The sword's light is full of royal domineering. This kind of sword power is said to love peace, but what about fun?

A man who truly puts peace in his heart and puts peace first in everything he does cannot be the emperor of the sea.

Sith narrowed his eyes. He was always not afraid to speculate with the greatest malice against such a dominating guy. His muscles were all tense, and he did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

The long knife was held high, flames lingered, and a biting coldness could be felt in the scorching heat.

clang!

The two knives swung in the air, and the awe-inspiring aura directly crushed them. Black and white clashed, with the blade as the boundary, and a black and white light curtain was instantly established.

They were two unparalleled powerful forces. The scattered domineering energy was raging around like a storm, tearing the ground to pieces in an instant. The debris of the building surged up, as if the whole world was turned upside down by the two of them.

"Do you think you can defeat me just by doing this? Naive kid, although you are very good, but compared with people like us who crawled out of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, you are still far behind." Shanks The knife was held against Sith.

"whispering sound."

The corners of Sith's mouth were crooked, and the disdain on his face was not concealed at all, and his eyes were very playful.

"So many years of being the Four Emperors, I think your brain has been burned out. This is a battlefield, do you understand it, Emperor? There are many people who want your life, and they have abducted other people's grandchildren. Do you think we can just let it go?"

Sith's words fell, and suddenly, an extremely shocking murderous aura came from the side of Shanks. That kind of aura was stronger than that of Sith. It was not a massacre, but a sword and a gun. In the end, The fierce and most down-to-earth spirit came from the sand to form a tower. He was definitely a veteran of hundreds of battles.

Sweat filled his forehead. Shanks felt extremely heavy pressure from the inside out. He gritted his teeth and drove away the Sith. His expression was much more solemn than before.

"Are you even going to take action against me? Lieutenant General Garp."

Trying to move his body back, Shanks shouted loudly in his side direction.

Facing two powerful enemies at the same time was not a good idea. Even he found it extremely troublesome, especially when one of them was Lieutenant General Garp, who was a truly difficult and battle-experienced man. opponent.

When he was young, Garp was a legend. When he himself became a part of the legend, the other party was still a legend. Legends on the sea can never be underestimated. Even if he is an old guy, he is enough to tear the human body apart. In two halves, the mighty old thing.

"Red-haired brat, you are the bastard who led my dear grandson into the wrong path. Don't you think we should settle this debt properly?"

With red eyes, Garp rushed towards Shanks with a shrill voice, like a beast that had lost its cubs.

If going to sea meant death, then he might as well have left Luffy and the others in Windmill Village from the beginning. Even if they were farmers and fishermen for the rest of their lives, that would be better than losing their lives.

He is the Vice Admiral of the Navy, he is respected as a hero, his disciples and former officials are all over the navy, and he can protect them. As long as they don't go out to make trouble, even the Tianlong people can't even think of destroying their peace.

But one wrong move and everything was lost. Ace died on the execution platform, and Luffy's life or death was uncertain. At this point, could he still protect them?

There is no way, his two grandsons have completely gone to the opposite side of the navy.

He didn't like the Sith, it could even be said that he hated it. That guy had almost arranged all aspects of Ace's death from receiving executions to executions, but he couldn't vent his anger and seek revenge. The World Government had issued an order, and everyone was the same. That’s it.

But the culprit...

If looks could kill, Shanks must have been executed in Lingchi.

He watched one of his grandsons die in front of him, and he still felt like he was living in a dream. When he closed his eyes, he saw Luffy being put on the execution platform. What if today's nightmare repeats itself?

He couldn't imagine it.

"Redhead, you really deserve to die. They were all the ones who should have been in the navy."

His eyes were red and bloodshot, and he wanted the bastard who kidnapped his grandson to pay.