One Piece – Thundergod Marine

Don't underestimate the archaeologists who are willing to serve the world government. In fact, the civilians who can be reused by the government are all big names on the sea!

Robin may be familiar with ancient texts, but she is not the only genius archeologist.

With their help, after coming to Lavdrew for so long, Dongte had already figured out... at least something about the god in the sea king.

The origin of this murloc tribe is one of them.

It's just that because of a hundred years of blankness, the Murlocs have completely forgotten this past.

"but……"

Luffy asked incomprehensibly: "Even if you must have the same roots and you need people of the same race to exchange souls, what does it have to do with Jinping's death?"

It was not Dongte who answered him, but Shiping.

"Probably... because of the bloodline power you said?"

"If any compatriot dies here, she can be awakened. This kind of seal has no meaning at all...If the old man guessed correctly, the blood power in my body is the existence of the remaining compatriots, second only to the existence of the White Star Princess. "

"bingo!"

Dongte clapped his hands: "This stone stele will only absorb the souls of the White Star Princess, that...what we call "divine power" to a certain extent, but it has no interest in the souls of other people. "

The argument comes from reality. In order to reach this conclusion, what Dongte has done depends on the benevolent and the wise.

"To put it simply, the bloodline power in your body is, but not enough, so your soul will not be absorbed by the stone tablet after death, but will naturally dissipate... But at the same time, because of the bloodline connection and the tiny bloodline power blessing, After you die, the soul of Princess White Star will also enter your body."

"Don't forget, the seal of the stele is not aimed at Princess White Star, but her!"

"That god!"

The Neptune family has already incorporated their blood power into most of the murloc and mermaid families with the intermarriage. Just "the great knight of the sea" Neptune has three sons and one daughter!

The descendants are endless.

If that massacre doesn't happen, wait for a few hundred years, it wouldn't be surprising that a sea king appears in the civilian family.

"In this way, the stele leaves room for her. Once she comes here, her soul will never escape."

Dongte smiled coldly, then narrowed his eyes.

"We had two choices at the beginning. First, take advantage of her body now and completely kill Sea King. While she can't survive, Princess White Star will never be able to return to her body."

"Secondly, vacate the stele and force her to come here and be swallowed by the stele, but it takes a person to sacrifice willingly."

"The straw hat boy Luffy, the Seaman is very flat..."

Dongte looked at them and grinned: "The first way is the easiest, but Master Canglong has a kind heart and chose the second most difficult way."

"This is the sincerity of Master Canglong! Now, it's up to you to make a choice..."

"Speaking nicely, don't you also value the ability of Sea King?"

Sanji narrowed his mouth uncomfortably and murmured.

That's an ancient weapon!

The murlocs were almost annihilated, and the purest royal bloodline in Princess White Star's body, the navy naturally refused to let go.

but……

So what?

After all, they saved the White Star, and saved the last glimmer of hope in Jinping's heart that was swallowed by the genocide.

Even this hope must be made up with another greater grief.

"Hero!"

Sauron looked up at the sky and said with emotion.

He has foreseen a very flat choice.

Heroes always seem to end in tragedy.

There was silence all around, only the tireless wind constantly rolled up the yellow sand and slapped them.

I don't know how long it has passed, and he exhaled a heavy breath, turned to face the stele, and knelt on one knee.

"Princess White Star, please be sure to... live well!"

"Do not!!!"

In a trance, Jinping, who has not mastered the sound of all things, seemed to hear Bai Xing's familiar voice.

...

call!!

A spark appeared in front of the cigar out of thin air. Ron watched this scene in surprise, then turned his face together and lit the cigar.

"You don't seem to be surprised?"

The voice that could not distinguish between men and women, or that it was everything, echoed in the black space.

"No fear, no curiosity, no doubts... not bad!"

A faint sound of appreciation appeared, and as the voice fell, the surrounding darkness disappeared...It was like a dark room, when someone suddenly pressed the light switch.

The tip of his nose was full of stench, Ron was standing in the center of a vast expanse of desert, the horizon was low at sunset, and there was a sea of ​​dead mountains and blood around him.

Broken weapons and armor slumped on the corpses, and a mutilated banner stood above the hill. A soldier who had been dead for a long time held the banner weakly with his hands up and down, but he knelt in the yellow sand.

Although the whole world is quiet, it shows the cruelty of war in the cold weapon age.

Immediately, the screen suddenly changed, the yellow sand battlefield disappeared, and the familiar high-rise concrete buildings appeared in the field of vision.

However, it is also the battlefield, and it is also a sea of ​​broken corpses and blood. Even if the times change and the technology is upgraded, the war will never stop.

Then, the screen turns again...

Scenes of war scenes appeared around him, from different eras, making Ron "immersive."

The voice said flatly: "Do you know what this is called?"

"Ok……"

Ron pondered and said, "If I answer war and humanity, it would be too cliche."

"So...reincarnation?"

"almost."

The voice couldn't hear the joy and anger: "But I prefer to call it, civilization!"

Rumble!

The vibration was extremely clear, and a city rose from the ground on a fertile plain.People dressed in rags and drove the animals to the market.The brightly armored warriors lined up and patrolled outside the city, with people coming and going in the streets and alleys, everything was in order.

But soon...

The deafening sound of horses' hooves broke the silence, and a knight in thick leather armor came to the city gate.

The crowd screamed into a ball, and in a short while, the flames were everywhere.

Huh!

The picture suddenly went black. When it lights up again, the team of knights who are mainly riding and shooting have already occupied the city. They cleaned up the clutter, gathered craftsmen, and the whole city was renewed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When the speed of the picture slowed to normal, the knights who were once stained with blood sat in front of the gate of the barracks and dozed. With their gray beards and cloudy eyes, they could not see the cruelty of the past.

A team of young knights galloped out from the barracks, and the old guys watched them whizzing past with nostalgia and envy in their eyes.

"This is civilization...birth, development, destruction, rebirth in destruction, and death in destruction."

"Samsara only summarizes this process, and civilization is the cause and essence of everything."

"indeed……"

Ron sighed with emotion: "What I am doing now is not because this is the essence of civilization?"

Only a ruler like Yim has a rebel like him.

"But some people don't think so. They think that destruction is the root of everything, especially when this destruction is visible and tangible."

Huh!

The picture changed again, but this time Ron felt a substantial pressure.

In a dim underground cave, a teenage girl with fear in her eyes, dressed only in a rough linen, was tied to a stone platform in the center of the lava, surrounded by a group of fairy bones, she went out to play The ancient people who didn't use makeup.

Immediately, someone took a knife and slit her stomach, but it was strange that no blood flowed out, only a cloud of black mist spread out and floated in the air.

The scarlet pupils looked at Ron each other in the air, and Ron couldn't help but feel pimples.

"Devil!"

"I won't let you go wrong again!"

A middle-aged Taoist drew out a wooden sword, cut out a beam of thunder, and screamed repeatedly in the black mist.Then it seemed that taking advantage of its weakness, a baby was sent in.

"I have an ominous premonition..."

Ron's eyelids twitched.

I saw the middle-aged Taoist looking at the baby with tears in his eyes, saying something, and then placing him solemnly next to the little girl who had passed out or died. Then a group of people began to dance the great god, the wooden sword danced with wind and thunder, and the magma rolled .

Finally, the middle-aged Taoist priest ignited two talismans on his wooden sword, pierced into the center of the black mist, and stabbed down heavily.

The baby started crying instantly, and the black mist disappeared on the baby's belly at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving only a circle of tadpole writings representing metaphysics.

These tadpole texts also disappeared quickly, and the child's stomach was smooth and crying.

At this point, the picture is completely dark.

"The world is not benevolent, and everything is a humble dog, and so is human civilization... It is neither noble, nor lowly, nor beautiful, nor dirty."

"However, there are always people who don’t understand such a simple truth. The roots of civilization’s inferiority determine that they can only see what they want to see. They are influenced by emotions and restricted by their vision. They only do what they think is right. Thinking about the truth behind it."

Rumble!

The entire dark space began to tremble, and the voice became louder and louder.

"I was born out of destruction, born out of civilization, I... is perish!"

call……

Ron let out a long puff of smoke and raised his eyebrows.

"So you want to tell me... My real name is Ron Bofeng instead of Ron Whirlpool?"

"Or you want me to join the glorious evolution?"

"Sorry, there are too many slots to bear."

It is estimated that Ron had never expected Ron to say this, the surroundings were quiet, and the atmosphere was obviously interrupted for an instant.

A few seconds later, looking at dozens of selves coming out of the darkness, each holding a ball of flame.

Click!

The cigar fell on the ground and Ron decisively bowed 90°: "Sorry, please forgive me this time!"

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