One Piece: The Straw Hat Pirates' Max-Level Swordsman

In the tense and solemn atmosphere, Roger stood quietly aside like a sculpture eroded by time.

His figure seemed somewhat lonely in the dim light. The Pirate King who once dominated the world was now touched by his son's words.

Roger was listening to Ace's words, looking at a loss. His face seemed to be covered by a layer of haze, and every wrinkle told of his inner struggle.

That weathered face was now filled with confusion and helplessness, as if he was a traveler lost in the wilderness, unable to find the direction to move forward.

He opened his mouth slightly, and his cracked lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something but didn't know where to start.

His throat seemed to be blocked by a huge rock, and all the words were stuck there, unable to come out smoothly.

Roger's eyes wandered in the air, sometimes falling on Ace, sometimes drifting away, as if looking for an exit to escape reality.

He had a thousand words in his heart, but he didn't know how to organize his words to face this son who was full of resentment towards him.

His hands were trembling slightly. Those hands that had once held countless weapons and controlled countless destinies were now shaking uncontrollably like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.

His fingers were curled tightly together, as if he wanted to grab something, but he could only let go weakly.

His eyes were filled with guilt and pain, and the guilt was like a heavy shackle that tightly bound his heart. He looked at Ace, and every glance was like a sharp blade that pierced his soul.

His heart was filled with regret, which was like a surging tide, constantly hitting his inner defenses.

He recalled the choices he had made, the decision to give up his family for his ideals, which has now become a pain in his heart that can never be erased.

He didn't know how to make up for the mistakes he had made. It was like a person stuck in a quagmire. The more he struggled, the deeper he sank.

When Ling Tian heard Ace's words, he frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

After a moment, Ling Tian seemed to walk out slowly from the mist of contemplation. His steps were steady and powerful, and each step was filled with a resolute momentum.

His figure gradually became clear in everyone's sight. His tall and straight figure was like an unshakable mountain, giving people a feeling of solidity and reliability.

Ling Tian walked out slowly, his eyes revealing a kind of determination. That determined look was like a burning flame, hot and bright, which made people involuntarily attracted to it.

There was no hesitation or wavering in his eyes, only persistence and confidence in his decision.

"Actually, I can also resurrect Lu Jiu." His voice was not loud, but it exploded in everyone's ears like thunder.

Although the voice was not loud, it carried an irresistible power, as if it could penetrate all obstacles and reach deep into people's hearts.

Every word was clear and powerful, like a heavy hammer hitting people's heartstrings, causing a strong vibration. Ling Tian's words echoed in the air for a long time, as if announcing an amazing miracle to the world.

Ace and Roger were both shocked when they heard Ling Tian's words. They were like being struck by lightning, and their bodies instantly stiffened.

Their eyes widened, as if they were about to pop out of their sockets. Disbelief was written all over their faces, a shock that could not be described in words.

Their mouths were slightly open, but no sound came out, as if they were so shocked by the sudden news that they had lost the ability to speak.

Ace's body was trembling slightly, and his heart was like the sea swept by a strong wind, with turbulent waves.

There was a gleam of hope and doubt in his eyes. That hope was like a bright light in the darkness. Although it was weak, it brought endless warmth and strength to people.

He longed for his mother's return and the maternal love that he had been missing for so long.

"Are you serious? Can you really resurrect Mom?" There was a hint of urgency in Ace's voice, and that urgency was like a burning flame, hot and intense.

His eyes were fixed on Ling Tian, ​​full of expectation and desire, as if a person who had been walking in the desert for a long time saw a clear spring.

Ace leaned forward slightly, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, as if he was nervous about the answer that was about to come. His voice trembled slightly, and every word was filled with his longing for his mother and his desire for a miracle.

Roger was so excited that he couldn't control himself.

His body trembled slightly, as if shaken by an invisible force. "Can you really do it?" His voice trembled, and that trembling contained endless excitement and anticipation.

Roger's eyes sparkled like the brightest stars in the night sky. His gaze was fixed on Ling Tian, ​​as if he was afraid of missing any subtle changes in his expression.

His heart was full of hope. This man who once dominated the sea was now like a child waiting for redemption.

They thought that Ling Tian's ability to revive himself was already his limit, but they didn't expect Ling Tian to say that he could revive Lu Jiu. This news was like a bolt from the blue, shocking them.

Various images emerged in their minds, imagining the scene of Lu Jiu appearing in front of them again. Their hearts were filled with emotion, and they were extremely shocked by Ling Tian's ability.

They couldn't imagine that one person could possess such powerful strength that could break the boundary between life and death.

They stared at Ling Tian intently, fearing that he would say "no". Their eyes were full of desire, as if Ling Tian was their last hope.

Ling Tian looked at Ace and Roger's eyes, which were full of desire and expectation, as if they carried the weight of the whole world. His heart moved slightly, and he fell into deep thought again.

Ling Tian's eyes became deep and distant, as if he was recalling something, or thinking about the various possibilities of the future. His brows were slightly furrowed, showing a kind of caution and worry about the unknown.

He stood there like a wise man in deep thought, and the air around him seemed to become heavy because of his thoughts.

After a moment, he nodded slightly. Although the movement was slight, it seemed to have a great force. This nod was like a promise, a response to hope.

Ling Tian's eyes flashed with determination, and he decided to use the mysterious power again. Then, he closed his eyes and concentrated.

His face became calm and peaceful, as if he had entered a realm that only he could understand. Ling Tian's breathing became even and slow, and every breath seemed to echo the rhythm of the universe.

Ling Tian slowly raised his hands, his hands seemed to possess magical power, his movements were graceful and steady. A mysterious power emanated from his hands, and that power spread out in all directions like invisible ripples.

This power is full of mystery, elusive yet able to be felt. It seems to come from a mysterious place in ancient times, with a power that transcends time and space.