One Piece: I Am the Revolutionary Army

"D, haha." The golden lion grinned and didn't care too much.

"Dad, is the D family really destined?" Marco couldn't help but ask.

The other captains of the Whitebeard Pirates also looked at Whitebeard curiously. They knew that Roger had a secret chat with his father in Raftel, and his father knew a lot about the secrets of the world.

"Haha, haha." Whitebeard laughed heartily, "D clan?" He narrowed his eyes, as if recalling the past.

That year, petals fell like rain under the cherry trees.

"Do you want to know D's secret, Newgate?" Roger wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth, pressed the bottle hard on the ground, and laughed cross-legged.

After a brief recollection, a smile appeared on Whitebeard's face, and he continued, "What a Joey Boy, what a D! How boring!"

“A free man on the sea is never bound by fate. The unique path you have walked belongs only to you, not determined by blood or fate.”

"Joyboy 800 years later is not the sun god Nika 800 years ago, nor is he the destined savior." At this point, Whitebeard looked at his sons and couldn't help laughing: "You have watched too much of the Revolutionary Army, right? There is no such thing as a savior in this world."

"Sons, do you think I am worse than those so-called gods, Joy Boy, and D?" White Beard asked with a smile.

Whitebeard's bold question made all the Whitebeard Pirates present smile.

"Dad is certainly much better than that so-called Sun God."

"Do you need to ask, Dad?" everyone cheered in unison.

There is no savior in the world, or everyone can be his own savior. In the eyes of the Whitebeard Pirates, when they were at the lowest point in their lives, it was not the Sun God or Joy Boy who extended a helping hand, but Dad.

This world never waits for the destined savior.

"Ha ha ha." Whitebeard laughed and looked at the big screen in the air, "God? Destiny? I don't think Roya is worse than those gods of destiny."

"But Mr. Luo Ya, the D clan is no different from ordinary people. They don't have special abilities, and it's even more impossible for them to be like ancient weapons." Roger said.

"He himself is a member of the D clan. He should be the strongest person on the sea now and the one who knows the most secrets." He has fought with many strong men from D, such as Garp and the previous legendary strong man Rocks.

"There's actually nothing special about D. I can't imagine what a Joyboy, who appears once every 800 years, is like." Luo Ya smiled and nodded, saying calmly.

"We have a Bakanni comrade in our revolutionary army," he added.

"The Bakanni tribe?" Roger was a little surprised.

He had also heard of this almost forgotten race. The World Government had cracked down on them severely, even more severely than it had on the Giants and the Fishmen.

"My comrades from the Pakaniya tribe told me their legend about the sun god Nika." Roya said with a smile, "He is a fighter of liberation. He will save slaves all over the world with his hearty laughter. His body is like rubber and can harness many kinds of power."

"Nika, the Sun God." Roger was stunned for a moment, then seemed to remember something: "What do you mean?"

"That's right." Roya said, "The Bakani were treated as criminals in the early days of the World Government."

"This tribe is closely related to the huge kingdom led by Joyboy 800 years ago. The liberation fighters they circulate in their legends are most likely Joyboy."

"A rubbery body is called a god." The dragon muttered in a low voice.

Roya looked at him, and it was obvious that this man didn't know much about Joyboy either, even though he was collecting and interpreting historical texts.

"This description is a bit like..." Roger pondered.

"Devil Fruit." Roya pointed out, "Vegapunk said that Devil Fruits may be imaginary abilities, and ancient gods may be Devil Fruit users."

The D clan is similar to ordinary people, which Vegapunk has also studied. The only thing that can make them reach the level described by the legendary sun god is the devil fruit.

“But why D, why 800 years?” Roger whispered.

Roya directly gave his guess: "The devil fruit awakened."

"A special devil fruit that appears once every 800 years, plus it can only be awakened by D's bloodline."

"But this is too...what if the devil fruit didn't choose the D clan?"

"Who knows? Maybe the devil fruit has its own consciousness." Roya chuckled.

"But none of this matters anymore." Luo Ya said softly.

"Oh, Mr. Luo Ya, don't you value this kind of power?" Roger said with a smile, "This is the legendary liberation fighter, which is very consistent with your revolutionary army."

"It doesn't matter. Our revolutionary army is not a heroic historical view. To promote world change, we must ultimately rely on the power of the people." Luo Ya waved his hand and said.

"Besides, it's too late." Luo Ya said softly.

"Too late?" Roger looked puzzled.

"Well, it's too late." Luo Ya looked towards the sunny sky.

The huge sun tree cast its rays, illuminating the seabed, but Roya's gaze seemed to penetrate the ten thousand meters of sea water and look higher.

"The mermaid princess hasn't been born yet, so the so-called Joyboy will take at least 20 years to grow up."

"Twenty years, twenty years. The Revolutionary Army has already changed the world." Roya showed a rare domineering attitude.

Roger looked at him, his calmness mixed with dominance, giving people a sense of self-confidence that was justified.

"Mr. Roya, aren't you worried that only the legendary Joy Boy can change the world? The revolutionary army's actions will fail or something like that." Roger asked with a smile.

"If even the Revolutionary Army can't do it, then it's impossible for a legend, a hero, or a god to do it." Roya replied calmly.

This is not conceit or fantasy, but a statement