Traveler in the Pirate World

The Five Elders were either standing or sitting in the exquisite tea room. Steam was rising from the delicate teacups on the long white table. The faint fragrance of tea filled the entire room, but the atmosphere was so quiet that it was a little eerie.

After an unknown amount of time of silence, he said in a very indifferent tone: "Eight hundred years of preparation, eight hundred years of anticipation, but it became our delusion in just a few days! There is no hope for success, but like Lord Im who is still obsessed, we can't let go either." The indifferent voice gradually turned into anger, and the quiet expression began to look a little hideous, which made the scar above his left eye look like a wriggling and twisted worm. The crutch in his hand fell heavily to the ground, leaving a crack on the beautifully smooth floor.

"The eyes of the gods have already fallen on the human world, but they don't seem to have any intention of interfering with the human world. It seems that this is not the god of our human race!" Er's voice was very suppressed, "Fallen in the whirlpool of history, in this recurring wave, when will we be able to transcend it.

I have looked forward to the birth of gods countless times, but now it has all turned into resentment. This is the era when we are most likely to succeed, but our beautiful wishes have become a bubble. We have abandoned everything for eight hundred years, and now it has become a joke. " His eyes were filled with anger, like a blazing flame, and the veins on his forehead bulged, obviously he was extremely angry.

"Is the great kingdom of the past as powerless and angry as we are today?" San looked up at the ceiling with helplessness in his voice, "Just as Lord Yimu was like a god and ended everything for them, now our desires have been ended by the real god, how ridiculous!

Become our enemy, my friends! Just as Joey Boy fought against us to his death, we will also challenge this era opened by the gods.

All to end history!"

At the end of his words, his voice gradually became stronger and crazier. He clenched his fist and hit the chest hard, making a loud bang.

"Cheng!" accompanied by a soft sound, an ominous dim light flashed in the bright room, the white light shone on the dark purple sword body, but it turned into a blood red, four fingertips lightly brushed across the blade of Guiche, a terrifying murderous aura rose, and the white robe moved without wind.

In an instant, he seemed to have turned into a killing god, standing in a white robe with a sword in hand, above the endless sea of ​​corpses and blood. The sky was covered with dark clouds, thunder rumbled, and a bloody murderous aura filled the entire world, like a purgatory.

"The Eye of God broke the price of our immortality. The disgrace of the battle in the Valley of Gods will never happen again. Even when facing the man who is infinitely close to Joey Boy, we still did not fail. The same is true today.

Let's ascend to the gods. Since the current era cannot realize our dreams, let's create a new era over there!"

Wu sat there with a calm expression, but the cigarette in his hand had already burned a dark spot between his fingers. He had never experienced the era of Joey Boy, but he knew the horror of Rocks D. Gibek. However, even that man could not be compared with the seven people standing at the top of the sky now, let alone the gods far above them.

Wu remained silent, and no one else spoke either. After they had gotten rid of their anger, the topic finally returned to normal after a long while.

Wu placed a stack of documents on the table, looked at everyone and said, "The Eye of God has broken the shackles that restrict us, and it may also allow those tyrants of the old times to remove the restrictions. It's time to clean up some people."

As he spoke, he pulled out profiles of characters from the file, including Whitebeard, Diamond Joz, Pluto Rayleigh, the Four Emperors Kaido, BIG.MOM Charlotte Linlin, a cheerful young man with a fiery look on his face, and so on.

"So where should we start from?" Wu's voice was very indifferent, as if what he had in his hands was not a group of beings reaching the top of the sea, but a group of lambs to be slaughtered.

Yi did not speak, but raised the cane in his hand and tapped lightly through the pile of information, leaving a scratch on four of them. "Let the Nameless Sequence be responsible for catching the bait. In the future wars, let them cooperate with the Seven Warlords of the Sea to fight in the navy. It's time for their ship to sink!"

"The Nameless Sequence is still too weak. If you want to take action against that kid, Garp's stance will be a big problem!" San said in a deep voice as he looked at the picture with Portgas D. Ace's information.

"If necessary, I will let Cyborg spare his hands." The Ghost Blade in Second Hand had already been sheathed. He turned to look at Fifth Hand with a stern tone, "The Nameless Sequence has been getting weaker with each generation. Now is the time for some changes. Their power should not be so weak."

"I will let them inherit their names!" Wu lowered his eyes, looking at the darkness on his fingertips, his voice was a little cold. It is true that the current Nameless Sequence is a little too weak.

……

At this moment, at the holy land, a meeting was also being held at the Navy Headquarters, Marinford.

The three admirals of the navy gathered together, but Akainu, with his chest bandaged and his face still a little pale, looked a little embarrassed.

Kizaru looked at the long sword behind Akainu and suddenly laughed: "Why did you pick up the sword again? It seems that the sword of the Golden Lion has a great influence on you!"

"I have never seen such a sword. Even Hawkeye's sword has never made me feel so unpredictable and incomprehensible!" Sakaski did not care about Kizaru's ridicule, but said very seriously. The sword of Golden Lion seemed to have opened up a new world for him.

With his long golden hair flying, the old man slashed with his sword in mid-air. In just a moment, a wound deep enough to see the bone appeared on his body.

It was just an ordinary sword swing. There was no sharp sword energy, no changes in the wind and clouds, and no changes in the wind and clouds. It was a sword that was pure to the extreme, as if it had crossed the space and landed on his chest.

The cold sword blade cut the skin, and hot blood flowed out. The great swordsman who once ranked first in the world walked a sword path that no one had ever seen before, and such a sword came from a junior.

Akainu didn't know who that was, but he knew he must learn such a sword. He didn't want to be defeated so easily again.

"Bang!" The door burst open, and after a violent collision, a burly figure walked in with laughter. Garp's signature loud voice made the veins on Sengoku's forehead bulge, as he already had a headache. Without waiting for the other party to speak, he smashed a teacup heavily on Garp's face as he strode in, leaving traces of blood and tea residue on his face.

"How enthusiastic, Sengoku!" Garp's train of thought was obviously different from that of ordinary people. He wiped the water stains on his face with a laugh, and there was no trace of anger in his voice.

Such a reckless look made Zhan Guo very helpless, "Since everyone is here, let's start!" He looked at Garp and sighed helplessly. Everything now may not be a bad situation for them, but who knows what the man in the sky is thinking and what the girl wants.