Chapter 81: The Actions of the Strong People (II)

Except for the huge gate of Justice, the remains of the Justice Island, all the buildings have become completely ruins. Occasionally, there are two more complete buildings with only a little more fruitful existence. It only adds a bit of anxiety and horror to the place.

The navy's warships have been driven away by those who came to accept it, but they probably will never forget the island in their lifetime. The sea surface has completely turned into a blood-colored sea surface, the corpses around them with strange smiles and the clouds in the sky that seem to never disappear again. Everything has turned this place into a living hell on earth. The moon in the sky is also filtered into blood by the fog shrouded on the sea surface. Everything seems to remind people that this is the area where the demons stroll, and no one can continue to survive here.

"Ah" A faint breath sounded on the sea surface, and a scattered black shadows seemed to appear out of thin air and slowly combined together. The bloody moonlight shone on the figure, but it still could not drive away all the black mist surrounding the figure. The bloody sea surface around slowly ripples as the figure appeared, as if echoing the figure's breathing.

"Silent Look" seemed to chant, and the figure gently spread his hands towards the sea below: "What flows in your blood gives you a precious heart to pursue all things in the world."

A blood-red lightning flashed through the clouds in the sky, suddenly illuminating the bright red nails that slid across the corner of the mouth: "Do you still surrender to the unchanging death in this deep sea and bury yourself forever?"

"Hugudugudugudu" The blood-red sea surface slowly rippled, as if something was stirring, stirring the blood color from hell. "Silly people, the look-fire that cannot fall asleep after death is burning!!"

"Boom!" As the red flames on the figure's hand threw into the sea, the entire sea surface suddenly lit up, and the red firefly flashed under the blood-red moonlight, illuminating the black figure between them even more abruptly. The cloak behind him slowly floated up, and the figure lowered his head slightly as if he was praying: "Since you are dissatisfied with your own inaction and have your own weakness as if you cannot end your hope for the world, then accept my guidance and die. It is definitely not the final end! Get up! Souls who sleep in the deep sea and suffer from dissatisfaction! Show up again under my guidance!!"

"Crack Cha Cha!!!" A blood-red lightning struck down violently, and countless red light spots suddenly appeared under the sea surface, colliding wildly in a firefly red sea water. Looking at everything in front of you, the figure floating above the sea seemed to bounce the blood-red nails with metal-like light on his hands: "Come on, combine with your hopes to form a powerful and beautiful body and appear again, and return to this world with the real strong man!, and use the consciousness remaining in the hope to create a soul that is perfectly attached to the demon, and be reborn!!"

Countless blood-red light spots collided even more violently with the curse that seemed like a nightmare, until they slowly merged into a huge red light ball. "Well" a pale arm suddenly tore through the blood-red light ball and stretched out into the sky, twisting towards the figure floating in the sky, as if holding something. "Come on, don't be shy about this world." A blood-red light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and the figure in the air gently stretched out his hand to the sea below: "Come on, come back as the devil's clone!"

"Huhuhu" The pale arms were gently placed on the sea surface, as if they had grabbed a support. Then the pale body slowly appeared from the sea surface under the moonlight, and the red sea water slowly slid down the figure's slender hair. Although it was the faint light of the night, the perfect curve of the figure's pale body could still be clearly seen. He slowly raised his head, and two dazzling red lights suddenly appeared under the figure's long forehead, looking straight at the figure in the sky that was looking at him, as if he was walking on the ground and slowly stepped on the sea surface and straightened his body.

"Wake up, what are you willing to do? Where are you willing to go? What do you want?" Slightly fell down, landed beside the figure, the figure slowly grasped the figure and stretched it to his arm and gently pulled it into his arms. The black cloak gracefully covered the figure's body, covering everything in a black fog surrounding the figure: "Then rely on the demon to do it. As the thing created by the demon, you can only become a true 'person', the holder of the cursed blood of hope, you will have the beauty, power, and wisdom that others will never have in their lifetime. Go and use everything this demon gives to overturn everything you want to overturn with these cursed hands."

The red moonlight re-hides in the clouds on the sea surface. Everything was covered by darkness again. The great route was once again covered by darkness. "Hmph, Humph, Humph, I'm still so domineering after not seeing you for so long. The red-haired boy." Looking at the large crowd of his crew members around, the tall man with a strange beard held the hilt and smiled: "How? Did you bring the wine?"

"Haha, sorry, as soon as you get on the enemy ship, there was some pressure first." The red-haired man with three scars in the corner of his eyes sat down casually in front of the white beard, put the wine jar in his hand on the deck and glanced at the people around him: "It's been a long time no see, your complexion has improved a lot."

"Ah haha, when did you learn this kind of slap in this way?" Looking at the red-haired and white-bearded squinted eyes: "The guy who was sloppy on someone else's boat still said the same thing? Bastard, hahaha and"

"Hey, what are you doing?" Looking at the red hair sitting in front of the white beard with dissatisfaction, Mark beside him looked at the sailors who were shocked by the domineering aura: "What does it mean?"

"Oh, Mark from the first team, do you want to join us?" The red-haired smiled slightly: "How?"

"What a joke?" Mark frowned at the red hair in discomfort: "Don't talk nonsense, bastard."

"Hey hahahahaha, what's wrong with you? Just let me release it quickly!" The white beard looked down at the red hair: "And that jar of wine doesn't seem to look like a high-end product."

"This is my hometown wine." He slowly poured a full bowl in front of him, and red hair threw the remaining wine jar to Whitebeard: "Do you want to try it?"

"Isn't that true?" White beard nodded with the wine jar: "It seems to be pretty good."

"Gudong Gudong" looked at the white beard who drank several large mouthfuls in one breath, and the red-haired nodded: "Actually, this time I came here mainly to discuss something with you."

"Was it right?" Putting down the wine jar, the white beard narrowed his eyes: "As soon as you see the scars left by your bastard on me, I feel a little painful. Looking back, Warring States Period, Cap, Roger, these famous sea heroes are now basically disappearing now. Where is the interesting red nose that was with you at that time? Have you already returned to the west?"

"Do you say Bucky? We broke up on the day the captain was executed. It is said that he seems to be still a pirate now." Nodded, and the red-haired looked at his palm with remembrance: "Many years have passed without realizing it."

"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe you lost an arm on the Great Route at that time, but I was shocked. Speaking of which, what kind of enemy did that arm give?" He tilted his head slightly, and Whitebeard poured two sips of wine again: "It won't be the end of your challenge to the Devil's Cemetery."

"It's not a bet on the new era." Looking at his left arm, red-haired nodded: "And although I'm very curious, I still obeyed the captain's previous instructions and didn't move that place. Besides, I was just beaten by that guy last time."

"Ah, in fact, any guy who has a reputation in the new world has the strength to open that place." Holding his head, Whitebeard shook the wine jar in his hand casually: "But any guy who has a reputation and strength in the new world already understands how terrifying the existence of the sleeping place in the cemetery is. The ignorant little heads in the remaining great routes have no strength to open the cemetery. A discerning person can tell at a glance how delicate this is. I originally thought that guy would sleep until the end of the world, but who would have thought." Speaking of this, Whitebeard raised his eyebrows: "If I was not wrong, your arm is also because of the guy who opened the demon cemetery, right?"

"It's still so terrible analytical ability, Whitebeard." There was no denial, and the red-haired smiled slightly: "Yes, Luffy is a very unexpected guy, and his friends are also the same people, but this way the world will be more interesting, right? Fresh blood on the sea."

"Ah hahahahahahaha, you guy is quite good at judging people." Whitebeard laughed: "Let's put this aside first, what's wrong?"

"Ace" looked at the white beard in front of him plainly, and red hair pointed to the three scars on the corner of his left eye: "Now, the only wound on my body that still hurts faintly is this one left, and the person who left this scar is the black beard on your ship, Marshall.d. Tichi! And I did not underestimate the enemy during the battle." Lowered my head, and red hair sat down again: "I know that Ace, who has become the second captain of the Whitebeard Pirates at a young age, is very strong, but in this case the image of reputation brought by this strength will trigger the most terrible thing, so please call Ace back! Stop him from continuing to look for Blackbeard!"

".Gudong" was silent for a moment, and took another sip of wine. The white beard suddenly burst into laughter: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, your words seem to be a little devil who just debuted! No matter what kind of idiot or idiot you are, you will be my child as long as you get on my boat! Where should the soul of a child who was killed on this sea go? This is also my responsibility! Ace is just doing what he should do! I know this more than anyone else! A little devil like you want to preach me a hundred years ago!!"

"Bang" The wine jar that was thrown by the white beard rolled on the deck, quietly looking at the white beard in front of him, the red hair slowly picked up the wine bowl in front of him and drank the wine inside in one breath: "That's nothing to say! No one can stop everything that is about to happen in this world! The times are about to go wild under the stimulation of blood!!"

"Hmph! Pediatrics!!" Looking at the red-haired pulling out the sword from his waist, Whitebeard suddenly stood up and clenched the handle of the big knife in his hand: "I'm a whitebeard!!"
Chapter completed!