Traveler in the Pirate World

If Whiskey Peak had not been welcomed by the pirate hunters, it would actually be a rather deserted place. After all, all the enthusiasm here was consumed in the false welcome ceremony.

The architectural style here is very different from the houses in the East China Sea. Most of them are rectangular flat-roofed houses with a unified earth, stone and wood frame structure. The exterior of the houses is simple, and the windows are small and airtight, which is suitable for windy and dusty areas.

Recently, due to food shortages, most people who were able to leave have already left, so the place seems even more deserted than before.

Lily walked on the deserted street. Some people hid in the dark, watching from afar, but did not dare to take any action. Some people looked at the beautiful woman on the bow, with a faint impulse in their hearts, but most people did not choose to go up and seek death.

Unfortunately, there is always a lack of people who are blinded by profit in this world. After Lily went away, several figures, some holding knives and some carrying guns, rushed towards the Ice Guard.

Treasures can move people's hearts, but can also cost people's lives. The woman with the strange skin color had a long sword on her back, which was as long as half her height. The sword shot up into the sky, drew a beautiful white arc in the air, and fell into the woman's hands like a meteor in the dark night.

The right hand with ice crystal gauntlet held the knife, and several snow-white blade beams cut through the air. After passing through the human body, they turned into blood-red cold light, leaving countless bloody marks on the ground and the walls, but did not hurt them at all.

The woman looked at the bloodstains coldly, sheathed her sword, and watched the sea beneath her rise up and turn into a sea of ​​blood, washing away all traces. Everything that had just happened seemed like a nightmare.

"Ah!" The terrified screams resounded through the sky. Some people trembled, some burst into tears, and some people felt yearning.

Lily ignored the noise coming from behind her, and just walked forward calmly. The paper and pen in her hand made a rustling sound as she wrote: People always sacrifice for something, but it is not necessarily for faith, it may also be for desire.

Lab was lying on top of Lily's head, watching quietly, like a hat with a starry sky printed on it.

As they traveled along the road, they found that this town was the loneliest one Lily had ever seen in her entire travels. Most people regarded her as an evil spirit walking among the people, and avoided her like the dead.

Lily could sense those guys hiding in the dark and spying on her. They were afraid, excited, and eager.

After walking for a long time, Lily looked at the mountain road in front of her that circled the top of the mountain, and the densely packed white tombstones, which looked like a stone forest.

Some of them are pure white and newly erected, while others are withered and yellow from being very old. Some of them have clear handwriting, while others have been mostly worn away by wind and frost.

The authority of the God of Death trembled, and a dark aura rose in Lily's ice-blue pupils, like a ball of dark flame.

As she stepped onto the top of the mountain, Lily heard countless wailings, countless roars, countless curses, and countless sounds of pain.

In Lily's eyes, there are countless departed souls, and the emotions left behind are permanently entangled together. The mixed colors are as twisted and deep as the abyss, as if to swallow up everything in the world.

Too many people are buried on these mountains, some are guilty and some are innocent. They may be pirates, merchants, adventurers or travelers.

No matter why they came to the Grand Line, be it because of greed or for dreams, their future has been ruined here.

Lily looked and listened to everything in front of her with her eyes drooped. Such resentment should not continue in such pain, at least that was the case for those innocent victims.

Sitting cross-legged, black runes appeared and condensed between the fingers of both hands. A lyre that looked like black crystal appeared on Lily's knees. She played the lyre, listened to the wind singing, and the music followed the clouds.

Everything around her affected Lily's emotions. For the first time, Lily truly displayed a trace of the power of the god of death. The sound of the piano was sad and gentle, like the whisper of a girl or the murmur of a god.

The black aura spread from the sound of the piano, transforming into chains that bound the sinful will and dragged it towards a central point.

A pale blue fluorescence rose from the earth and gathered into a blue and white torrent behind Lily, like the rotation of the Milky Way.

Black and white are opposed to each other, one is powerless to struggle, the other is free again. With the top of the mountain where Lily is located as the center of the circle, a huge black and white scene like a sky curtain is formed in the sky.

Everyone on Whiskey Mountain looked up at the sky. The ethereal and melodious sound of the piano echoed between heaven and earth. They couldn't help but kneel down towards the top of the mountain. A sacred and great atmosphere filled the entire Whiskey Mountain.

The sound of the chains rattling suddenly intensified, and a terrifying aura representing death descended upon the world. In the place where dark wills gathered, a spatial crack opened up strangely, and blood-red, withered yellow, and darkness twisted and spun randomly, giving people a feeling of extreme discomfort and uneasiness.

The underworld, where the dead rest in the world of pirates, is now revealed to the world for the first time.

On the top of the mountain, there seemed to be countless howlings, and countless souls singing. The people below the mountain were pale and did not dare to look up. Their hearts were telling themselves not to look up and not to look directly.

But in the end, some people resisted the instinctive warning and looked far away in the direction of the mountain top. Bright red blood flowed from the corners of their eyes, and their wide-open eyes were filled with bloodshot. A large amount of information filled their minds. The weak guys couldn't hold on for even a breath and fell to the ground.

"Ding!" The sound of a piano resounded through the heaven and earth. Invisible ripples spread with the sound. The guys who were looking directly at the breath of the underworld suddenly woke up, and then fell to the ground powerlessly. Most of them forgot everything they had seen before at the sound of the piano. The madness of facing death slowly faded from them.

But there was still a special guy standing upright. The information from the underworld in his mind made him deeply trapped. His will was twisted and crazy. He was a tall old man with long white hair and a black suit. He looked at the direction of the top of the mountain with fanatical eyes and shouted: "Praise death!"

After saying that, he suddenly swung out with a punch and hit a plump woman beside him hard. A force beyond his past gathered in his fist. The breath of death made him look extremely dangerous. Blood and a large amount of white fragments scattered all over the ground. The old man laughed crazily and shouted, "Hahahaha... I am a follower of death. I am Actophel Caesar, who buries sins and serves God. Faith, I will judge you now!"

Actophei Caesar's body absorbed the breath of the underworld in the air. His originally not-so-strong body became sturdy and powerful. His black pupils turned into a strange blood red. His posture was upright, and the madness in his eyes gradually dissipated. He stood straight like a middle-aged white-haired old gentleman.

He casually shook off the blood on his hand, looked towards the top of the mountain, knelt on one knee respectfully, lowered his head, and said solemnly, "Thank my God!"

Actophie Caesar, a loner who makes a living by hunting down evil pirates. He despises the navy's bound justice, and also despises the greed and shamelessness of most pirate hunters. He always keeps to himself and hunts down all the evildoers who have committed serious crimes.

Unfortunately, such a temperament was bound to bring trouble, and finally one day he was ambushed. Although he escaped by chance, he lost all his strength and became an old man who wasted half his life in the first half of the Grand Line.

And now Actophis Caesar has been reborn from death. When he twisted his neck, all the muscles and bones in his body made crisp sounds. This guy actually received the baptism of the underworld and completely detached himself from the human group. He became an existence between life and death, different from this world, and took the initiative to become Lily's waiter.

Countless darkness was swallowed up by the Yellow Spring. A faint blue fluorescence shot up into the sky, breaking a huge hole in the clouds, revealing golden sunlight. Lily sat cross-legged between the light and darkness. Lab lay obediently on top of Lily, looking at the magnificent scene with shining eyes.

When everything faded away, Lily's mind, which had been affected by the remaining will of the dead, gradually calmed down. The lyre disappeared, and Lily stood up and took off the cloth on her head. She looked at it and said, "Where will we go next, and who will we meet next?"

"Luffy~Lab~" Lab's voice was ethereal. It was talking about Luffy, but it had only learned half of it and couldn't say it.

Lily patted its head and smiled, "You will meet him soon. Don't worry!"

"Lily~" Lab happily flew into the air, flapping its huge fins and circling around Lily.