Roy's words were like a thunderclap in everyone's ears. What did he mean? Could it be that Roy wanted to go back to the past?
Even Crocodile the Sand and Enel couldn't help but shake their heads. Time is forbidden yet eternal; no one can step out of the river of history.
Everyone is equal before time, just like Whitebeard in the future. He was not defeated by the Navy, but by time.
That is why the Op-Op Fruit, which allows one to perform the 'Perennial Youth Operation,' is called the ultimate Devil Fruit. Of course, even today, although this rumor circulates on the sea, no one can truly prove the existence of this ability.
In Roy's view, Ain's Return-Return Fruit is definitely the most top-tier Paramecia ability, and its potential for development is no less than Whitebeard's Tremor-Tremor Fruit and his own Dream-Dream Fruit.
It can be said that time is the great force that dominates the world.
"Lord Roy, could it be that you can travel through time and change the past?" Robin asked eagerly. If possible, she was the one who most wanted to change her past.
The others remained silent, but their gleaming eyes revealed that their desire for time was no less than Robin's.
Seeing this, Roy's lips twitched weakly. Change the past? Do you think this is a fantasy novel?
At the end of the pirate world, who stands at the peak? One glimpse of Roger and all dreams vanish.
What? Above Pirate Kings Piece there are Pirate Kings, Pirate Emperors, and even the legendary Pirate Gods! That's terrifying!
This guy is actually at the peak of the Admiral Candidate. I really underestimated him. But in front of my strength as a half-step Four Emperors, everything else is just fluff.
The thought of this scene sent a chill down Roy's spine.
"Stop, stop! Do you really think I'm a god? You dare to dream of time travel?" Roy said irritably. "Shandora is the place where the souls and hopes of the Shandia Warriors' ancestors are enshrined. Only dreams from ancient times can be preserved there. What I need to do is to go against the current of these dreams and witness that glorious era."
"Although it does sound a bit like time travel, I am just a traveler chasing dreams, like an observer witnessing a journey, unable to 'intervene' or change any history."
Dreams are rooted in people; when people die, their dreams also perish. However, aspirations can be entrusted and passed down; therefore, people's aspirations will never end.
With Roy's development of the fruit to such a level, he is close to Awakening, and his understanding of dreams has returned to its origin, allowing him to truly control the power of dreams.
Whether it's a dream or a vision, there's no difference in Roy's eyes, which is why he can travel through the dreams of the Shandia People for generations.
Although everyone was somewhat disappointed, they understood that this was the proper course of action.
This world is already chaotic enough; if even eternity can be altered, then it's truly beyond saving.
Only after calming down did they realize their shock.
While Roy's ability to traverse dreams is not as shocking as reversing time, and its activation conditions are quite demanding, requiring a large number of heroic spirits to reside in it, careful consideration reveals its terrifying aspects.
The history that the World Government" has tried so hard to bury is almost no secret to Roy. In fact, if Roy pursues it at any cost, the whole world will have no secrets to Roy.
Don't think that history is useless. History represents intelligence and information. Like that movie next door, the emphasis on the importance of intelligence has reached its extreme. Information asymmetry is enough to affect the course of a war.
The same applies to the Pirate World; for example, the Ancient Weapon are the greatest treasure hidden in history.
The one who understands this most deeply is naturally the historian Robin. Looking at Roy's back, he couldn't help but be a little dazed. "The one who controls history will control the direction of the world. Lord Roy, will you be the one who leads the world?"
After the Golden Bell was repositioned in the center of the Shandora Ruins, Roy could sense the activity of the surrounding souls, as if the dead dream had been revived.
"It's time. I'm going to start tracing my dreams and tearing away the veil of mystery from ancient times."
Dream Journey to Immortality!
As soon as Roy finished speaking, he mysteriously disappeared, as if swallowed by a black hole in spacetime, leaving a group of people staring at each other in disbelief.
"Hmm? Isn't the captain always using his soul to pursue dreams? How come his physical body is gone this time?" Reiju asked with some concern.
"Perhaps the captain has redeveloped his Devil Fruit Ability!" Jin said uncertainly.
"Don't worry, a man like the captain has his reasons for doing things. All we need to do is wait patiently for his return." Robin understood this clearly and didn't think that Roy, as the master of the dream, would encounter any danger in the dream.
Only when Roy truly entered this state could he appreciate the wonder of dreams, as if he were in a dream bubble, each dream bubble representing a segment of life.
"I swear by the great warrior Calgara, I will lead the Shandians to reclaim their ancestral lands, ring the lamp of Shandora, and let the sound of the golden bell resound throughout heaven." A Shandian warrior with a face somewhat similar to Veber stood before the statue of the great warrior and solemnly swore an oath.
"Noland, we made a promise that we would meet again someday. If you come to Jaya Island again and find that we are gone, what will you think? Wait a little longer, I'll go tell you now that we're here!" Calgara was covered in blood, looking like a demon, which made the Angel Island warriors dare not approach. However, he was not used to the thin air of the Sky Island and his strength was running out. He could only shout with his last breath, "Go and light the Light of Shandora!"
The dreams of Shandora's ancestors flashed before Roy's eyes like a heroic epic, ensuring that Shandora's spirit would be passed down forever.
"Has the timeline already gone back four hundred years? That's not enough; it has to be a dream from an even more distant past." Roy didn't have time to lament the fate of Shandia before plunging headfirst into the ocean of dreams once more.
"High Priest, His Lord Poseidon will be visiting our Atlantis people today, and we must give him a grand welcome." The speaker held a spear with black electricity coiled around its tip. His attire was completely different from that of the Shandia People. If the Shandia People were wild and primitive, then the person in the dream was solemn and dignified. If it weren't for the wings behind him, Roy would have thought he had entered the wrong dream.
"You're right. Although our divine race has declined, we must not neglect our proper etiquette. Go and ring the Golden Bell, so that His Lord Poseidon will understand our determination. We will not run away, nor will we hide anything!" A hint of melancholy flashed across the old man's face, but the determination in his eyes remained unwavering.
"Your Lord Poseidon? Could it be the previous Poseidon from eight hundred years ago?" Even Roy's heart was stirred. Could it be that the Void Century that had been erased was about to be revealed today?