The pirates sat and forgot, and they really believed the nine truths and one lie.

Nefertari Cobra in the sky still has a breath left. He is now paralyzed in his daughter's arms, unable to take on the responsibility of a father to protect his daughter from wind and rain. The content of the historical text was also known by the Heart-Enlightenment Ghost, and countless civilians were killed and injured, making this kind-hearted king feel very guilty.

Princess Weiwei already knew in her heart that she would not be able to walk out of the mausoleum alive today, and might die together with her father. The fact that she was not alone on the way to the underworld was a rare comfort.

Whether Pluto will fall into the hands of others, and whether it will be used to coerce civilians on the sea, a dying person cannot think so much. When a person dies, it is all over. There is nothing to be nostalgic about in this world, and he cannot interfere. Not everyone has Brook's good luck. Once you enter the gate of the underworld, it is difficult to get out.

"Lord Naraku, are this father and daughter still useful to me? If not, just let me eat them!"

The nearly ten-meter-tall Wuxin ghost's desire for human flesh and blood has reached its limit. She likes to eat women with tender skin and flesh, and only Nefertari Cobra's old bones can barely satisfy her.

Rengoku Kyojuro, who turned into a demon, stood in front of Princess Vivi and her daughter without the order of his master Naraku, and launched a rebellion against his colleagues: "Whoever comes first is my prey. If you want to eat people, go find them outside."

"You are neither a demon nor a devil, what are you? I can see through your little tricks at a glance."

Wuxingui's ability to read people's minds is so extraordinary, but it rarely uses it on its master. It can tell exactly what Rengoku Kyojuro, the former navy, is thinking just by taking a look at his mind.

Moreover, the status of Naraku's clone is definitely higher than the demon transformed by Rengoku Kyojuro. Goshinki is Rengoku Kyojuro's superior, and he dares to stand up for humans. He really deserves to be punished.

Just as Goshinki was about to attack, Lord Naraku's next move interrupted the fight between the two demons and diverted their attention away from human flesh and blood.

At this time, Naraku stood quietly in front of the main text of history. His eyes were attracted by the stone engraved with words. He slowly raised his hand and gently stroked the surface of the stone, as if he could feel the traces left by time on it.

The words on the stone are densely packed, like an ancient code, recording the history of thousands of years ago. It seems that every scratch is a story, and every character is a memory. Naraku's fingers slide on the stone, feeling the former glory and vicissitudes.

His eyes became deep and focused, as if he had traveled through time and space back to a thousand years ago. He saw the lives of ancient people, wars, and the rise and fall of civilizations. These fragments of history flashed before his eyes, giving him a deeper understanding of the past.

As the touching continued, Naraku seemed to have established a wonderful connection with history. He seemed to hear the whispers of the years and feel the flow of time. This stone has witnessed countless people and events. It is a witness to history and a guardian of time.

A feeling of awe welled up in Naraku's heart, awe for history and time. He realized that no matter how great something is, it will eventually be eroded by time. Only history will be passed down forever. This stone is the messenger of history. It will pass the past to the future, allowing future generations to glimpse the wisdom and courage of their predecessors.

What a glorious era it was thousands of years ago, but unfortunately with the passage of time, only these stones are left. No matter how much time has passed, human beings have not changed. Only by carving words on stones can they be preserved to the greatest extent possible.

"It's a pity to leave the historical text here. Only when all thirty pieces of historical text are gathered together can they play a role that goes beyond written records."

In full view of everyone, countless tentacles emerged from Naraku's body from behind, engulfing the historical text in front of him and storing it in the body of the great demon. This was done to make it easier to carry and save time on the subsequent journey.

The fragile Princess Vivi hugged her father. As a daughter, she knew that her father did not have much time left, and her tears fell on Nefertari Cobra's face. Such a normal action actually awakened the king's consciousness on the spiritual level and allowed him to enter his final breath.

"Father, you are awake. You almost stopped breathing just now. I thought you were going to leave me forever."

In her last moments of life, Nefertari Cobra raised her hand and touched her daughter's face for the last time with loving eyes. She felt infinite reluctance and guilt towards Vivi in ​​her heart. If her daughter could be born in an ordinary family, perhaps this disaster would not have happened today.

Before his death, the king of Alabasta wants to figure out some things. He doesn't want to die in confusion. The king of Nefertari has been passed down from generation to generation, and there is a lot of missing information. Nefertari Cobra wants to be a ghost who understands everything.

"You took the historical text with the information about Pluto. This shouldn't be the first time you have obtained a historical text. The historical text was created by humans. What use would it have to you monsters? The history of a thousand years ago is also the history of us humans."

What Nefertari Cobra said is absolutely correct. If we put aside prejudice, the historical text is indeed a masterpiece of human craftsmanship. It has been preserved for thousands of years and is still intact today. It has transcended artistic value and risen to the dimension of historical value.

"The historical text is useless to other races. There is a reason why the human race has been prosperous on the sea for a long time. But before I became like this, I was also a member of the human race. You, a bunch of corrupt people in power, are not worthy of owning such a treasure."

After Naraku belittled Nefertari Cobra, he lost interest in this male human. He just hinted at Wuxingui with his eyes, and the clone understood what the master meant.

"What are you doing? Let him go, let father go."

The demon appeared before their eyes with a ferocious face. Princess Vivi could not match the strength of the Wuxin Ghost. It dragged her relatives away without mercy. The demon opened its bloody mouth and directly bit Nefertari Cobra's body, enjoying this cruel feast to its heart's content.

Blood gushed out from the corners of its mouth and splashed in the air like blood flowers blooming in the air. The splashing blood dyed the girl's face red. Her beauty became distorted and terrifying in this bloody scene.

Princess Weiwei's eyes were filled with despair and fear. Tears mixed with blood flowed down her cheeks. She and Rengoku Kyojuro could do nothing. The weak were only food for the strong in their ecological niche.