The Pirate Incarnate as Thunder

Chapter 426 The Age of Great Pirates

Rogge Town "Central Square", 11:40.

The nickname "The Town of Beginning and Ending" came from unknown time and was unanimously recognized by everyone.

As the bridgehead leading to the great shipping route from the East China Sea, Rogge Town has naturally become one of the prosperous centers of the East China Sea.

Here, countless businessmen, pirates, tourists and other people of all kinds arrive every day. But today is different from the past.

In other words, the central square of Rogge Town has never been so crowded. As the "heart" of Rogge Town, it has spacious roads extending in all directions, but at this time, it was crowded into an empty space by crowds of people from all over the world.

But the only exception was that there was a road that was manually cleared by navy soldiers.

This is a wide and creaking road that can lead directly from the naval branch to the execution platform in the center.

Just when the crowd was crowded and people were looking eagerly into the distance, a tall figure appeared.

"Hero Garp"

"Devil Garp"

The general public and the pirates expressed completely opposite attitudes toward the figure eating senbei with a solemn expression.

Normally, Garp would have waved to the general public and ruthlessly suppressed the pirates with his iron fist, but today he just waved his hand behind him.

The 10 lieutenant generals of the headquarters, headed by Aokiji, saluted in unison and scattered in all directions. This garrison force was really terrifying.

Normally, one lieutenant general from the headquarters could suppress a sea area, let alone 10. No matter how big and prosperous Rogge Town is, it is still just a town and not a city.

The mere existence of these ten people is enough to prevent the pirates from making any mistakes, not to mention Garp, who has beaten countless vicious villains with a pair of fists and fled away.

Garp, who crunched the last piece of senbei into his mouth and didn't forget to lick his fingers clean, put his hands into his trouser pockets and took a step forward

It looked like he was just taking a normal step, but everyone present felt the trembling of the ground beneath their feet. Garp turned his head, and no one dared to look at him wherever he looked.

Garp, who was walking along the execution road all the way. After confirming that there were no "old friends" coming to cause trouble, he stopped right under the towering execution platform and picked up the microphone: "Bring them here. .”

"Yes, Lieutenant General Garp"

Following the response from the other side, Garp sat down in front of the sofa chair brought by the soldiers, with his arms folded across his chest, his right leg upright, and his left leg crossed at 90 degrees on top of his right leg. This was full of a sense of déjà vu. At this scene, Reg, who was mixed in the crowd, also saw: This is the "royal sitting posture" only used by admirals. Most people really can't learn it. Even if they learn it, they may be considered too pretentious and get beaten up by the group.

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Everyone was not kept waiting for too long. The sound of leather boots hitting the ground and the collision of iron chains was heard in the distance in the quiet and solemn square.

"It's the Pirate King"

"Ahem, ahem, who would have thought that Roger Boy would be what he is today?"

"Die, die, execute this heinous sinner quickly"

"Look, he's smiling."

In this crowd of mixed emotions, the words shouted by someone unknown spread quickly like a virus:

"real"

“You’re going to be executed and you can still laugh.”

"He is indeed a devil."

The crowd that started to riot stared at the figure with tens of thousands of eyes on the figure under the watch of the firing squad, still smiling freely and walking calmly.

Today, Roger is wearing a red cloak. Even though his hands are in shackles and the iron chains are clanging, there is no smell of being a prisoner. On his clean-shaven face, the faint smile seems to tell people: This is The bearing of a king

As the sound of the chains came closer and closer, the crowd fell silent.

If Garp used absolute force to suppress the audience, then Roger used absolute momentum to intimidate the entire audience. He patrolled the territory like a king, and wherever he looked, most people's eyes wandered. .

"Shanks, Buggy, Skullard, and you, the black-haired boy with white beard, Hawkeye Swordsman, are here too, as expected."

Roger, who met Reg's eyes, paused slightly beside him.

Roger, who was suddenly stunned, turned to the figure not far away. Garp, who had his arms folded across his chest, could not see any emotion or anger on his face, but only a high degree of seriousness.

"Is he your son? Garp is interesting."

Roger, who raised the corners of his mouth again, did not look back. Although he didn't know why the other person was with Reg, how could he forget the look in Garp's eyes when he saw him?

So similar, so similar. They are the same kind.

"Hey Cap, I'm going."

When Roger arrived in front of the execution platform, he greeted him so naturally and casually that one couldn't help but think that he was on his way to lunch.

"farewell."

There is no sun that never sets, no weather that never changes, and no banquet that never ends. Even though he was reluctant to leave, Garp knew that it was finally time to "end the song and leave."

Squeak, squeak, no regrets or tears. Roger stepped onto the wooden stairs and never looked back. Garp's eyes also looked into the distance: could things really be so simple?

The sound of footsteps coming from the silence was like a drum beating on everyone's heart. The atmosphere in the entire square began to condense: it was obviously only autumn, but it had the solemnity of winter.

As the chains swayed, Roger's body appeared in the sight of everyone looking up.

Standing condescending, he swept around like a majestic emperor, and the smile on his face made people moved. There is no shortage of people in the world who are not afraid of life and death on the battlefield, but if they are put to death, they can still remain calm. Very few

Before being urged by the executioner, Roger, who had overlooked the sentient beings, bent his knees and landed firmly on the wooden platform at his feet. He held his chest high and his head high. He looked proud of the world, but there was no trace of fear of death.

This is the magnanimous man of "One Piece", as it should be

Tick-tock, tick-tock In the scorching sun, the pointer of the stopwatch in the executioner's hand reached the 30-second countdown.

29, 28, 27 The tolling of the death knell will soon become a fact.

25, 26, 24 Still no one spoke. A trace of cold sweat broke out on Reg’s forehead in the crowd: Could it be that he had to shout it himself?

20, 19, and 18 were still silent, and everyone was waiting for the moment when the sharp blade entered the body.

17, 16, and 15 may have been arranged, or maybe they were unwilling to let the rumored "big secret treasure" "die" with Roger. The "wedge" that opened the curtain of a new era appeared: "Hey Pirate King, yours Where have all the treasures gone?”

The next moment, Reg covered his ears: because he heard the violent trembling of tens of thousands of hearts.

As soon as he finished speaking, the smiling Roger grinned: "Do you want my treasure?"

Dong, even if he covered his ears, Reg couldn't stop the crowd's soaring ambition.

Greed is human nature, so everyone stood on tiptoes and tilted their heads slightly, hoping to hear more clearly, even if Roger's voice was clear enough to be heard by everyone.

"If you want it, I'll give it all to you."

"Go find it"

"I put all my treasures there"

Something unexpected happened to everyone, just like that.

Under the execution platform, Garp got up and was furious: "Execution"

The two people on the execution platform were still immersed in Roger's words. The moment they heard the order, their bodies moved instinctively.

Without any surprise, two long sharp blades penetrated Roger's body one to the left and the other to the right, bringing out red blood. However, it was a little too late.

Because Roger had already died first, what symbolized the fire of his life were these simple but touching words.

Roger, who is only 53 years old, played a trick on the world government in this way and ushered in a new era.

Oh oh oh

On the execution platform, before the splash of blood fell, the earth-shaking exclamations rang out.

Rumble, rumble, the dark clouds came in the rolling thunder, it seemed that even the sky was mourning for the arrival of this era.

One second it was a scorching heat and the sun was shining brightly, and the next second there was a downpour. However, rain can never quench people's hearts.

Although the sea is big, it can't accommodate the endless arrival of people. Now it really comes, that:

The big waves wash away the sand and wash away countless lead.

The turbid waves crash onto the shore, and the droplets on the hills have nothing to do with them.

Hundreds of boats compete for the current, and thousands of sails chase the waves on the top of the stormy waves.

The "Great Pirate Age" where madness and reason, reality and dreams, blood and sweat collide has finally arrived

"You bastard, Roger"

Under the creaking, creaking execution platform, Garp, with a deep face, clenched his fists, but he understood: it was useless.

Because what he saw before him was a crowd that had completely fallen into madness.

They called their friends and rushed to tell them

They were red-faced and gushing

They were hysterical, like crazy people

They, they, they are God, what should this be good?

Fufufu, Fufufu In this fanatical atmosphere of "everyone is drunk", a pink figure left with a smile.

Wearing a pink coat and taking long, weird strides, he loudly said: "This is the beginning. The new era has finally opened, hahaha, hahaha."

Woo woo woo, woo woo On the other side of the crowd, there was a red-nosed boy covering his face with his hands, staring at the figure who had no movement on the execution platform. The rain washed away so ruthlessly, making people feel uncomfortable. I can’t tell whether it’s tears or water on his face.

Next to him, there was a red-haired boy who pressed down the brim of a yellow straw hat with his left hand and made a fist with his right hand, pressing hard on his heart. He grinned and gritted his teeth, but he couldn't stop the tears from flowing down.

Hehe, hehe, the young man with pale skin and onion hair let out an eerie laugh: "Next, it's our time."

Whoo, whoo, the young man with a thick back holding a cigar in his mouth looked back at the grinning Shallot, exhaled the smoke and smacked his lips: This kind of idiot who doesn't know the heights of the world will probably not survive more than a month in the new world.

"Hehehehehe deserves it, the red-haired kid, the red-nosed kid, your captain is really dead now, hahaha"

Scuyard, who was bald and had a shawl on the back of his head, came to them. His ferocious smile and rain-washed hair made him look like a ghost, and his tone was full of joy.

"You can say it again."

Taking a deep breath and letting go of the brim of his hat, Shanks grasped the hilt of his sword, and fierce killing intent filled the air.

Scuyard did not back down: "I'll say it again"

"Brother Scuyard, Navy, Navy, we are going out this time, but we promised dad not to cause trouble."

Young Blackbeard hurriedly came up to stop him, and Bucky, who was considering whether to sneak away, immediately grabbed Shanks: "Shanks, do you want to die? There are navy everywhere in this town. If there is a conflict, they will definitely We will arrest people.”

"Okay, okay, Brother Scuyard, it's time for us to go back."

Unexpectedly, Blackbeard pushed the other person away. After taking a few steps, his feet slipped. His fallen body and his arms trying to grab something coincidentally landed on the straw hat on Shanks' head.

Shanks, who was being dragged by Bucky, leaned back hard, but he still had no time to escape: as the sound rang out, a small gap was torn off his cherished straw hat.

"Sorry, sorry"

There was an apologetic black beard on his face, but the expression on his face was indescribable to ridicule this guy on purpose.

Shanks tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword and let go again. He stared at Blackbeard deeply before turning and walking to the other side.

Bucky, who thought Shanks would get angry and even fight, was halfway out when he hooked his arm around his shoulder and said, "Let's go drink."

"Tikki, your foot isn't sprained, right?"

Skuyard, who didn't see the smile, said with concern. The black beard who turned his head smiled honestly: "Thank you for your concern, Brother Skuyard, I'm fine."

"That's good, let's go back quickly. This world is going to be in chaos."

"There will definitely be a lot of unsighted guys. If they dare to come to our territory to cause trouble, hehe."

"Of course it will teach them a profound lesson."

The two people who were talking gradually went away, and a small disturbance fell into this scene, which was also seen by Reg and others.

"You two, I'll take my leave now and see you."

Like a cat that smelled a fishy smell, Hawkeye dropped these words and walked along the direction Shanks left. Reg stared at his back and narrowed his eyes: Hawkeye will probably meet Shanks on this day. Become a lifelong friend.

The red hair and the black beard also had a feud today, which may be the reason for the scar on Shanks' left eye.

"My mother said that my father is a caring person."

Long, who was destined not to be able to walk away alone and carefree like Hawkeye, raised his head and looked at the execution platform where Garp was holding the coffin with one hand and walking up. Although his steps were slow, he walked with determination.

"Well, maybe this is the true friendship between gentlemen."

Looking at this touching scene, Reg, who was full of emotions, was in awe. They fought with each other due to different stances during Roger's lifetime, but Roger is dead now.

Garp, who had no distinction between positions, could actually bury him with his own hands regardless of the strange looks of others. How many people in the world can possess this open-mindedness?

"Beginning and ending, ending and beginning again Roger, he is not dead."

Long's words may seem contradictory at first, but Reg understood it clearly, as the saying goes: Some people are dead, but he is still alive.

Although Roger's man died, he left his spirit behind. Even if this kind of posthumous reputation will not be immortal, it will be infamy for thousands of years.

"you're right"

Reg looked up and saw a smile coming to join them, as well as Crystal and Weber, who were with him on the left and right. For the girl who offered to watch the execution separately from him, Reg was both pleased and worried: It was obvious that the redness around her eyes was from crying.If I want to chat with more like-minded people about One Piece: The Incarnation of Thunder, follow "Youdu Literature" on WeChat to read novels, chat about life, and find close friends~