Roger's Fury! The Time for the Final Battle!

The Sabaody Archipelago is an island formed by the intertwined roots of giant mangrove trees.

The island is divided into sections centered around each mangrove tree.

Zones one through thirty are notorious Lawless Zone, lacking order, and teeming with pirates, gangs, and human traffickers.

However, that was in the past.

The island is now... even more chaotic.

The area covered by the Lawless Zone has expanded dramatically, almost covering the entire island.

A year ago, the Marine Headquarters was attacked by a pirate alliance, the entire Marineford was destroyed, and the Marine forces near the Sabaody Archipelago suffered a devastating blow.

Security on the Sabaody Archipelago, having lost its protection, deteriorated rapidly, and even the Celestial Dragons used to frequently come to the island to make purchases, stopped coming.

Area 13 of this island was already a sparsely populated area, and now, with the further collapse of order, it has become even quieter.

However, for some people, this environment is just right.

"Take this, Shanks!"

The Red Nose boy roared and brandished two daggers as he lunged at his companion.

"Come on, Buggy!"

The red-haired boy responded with slight excitement, brandishing his rapier to meet the attack.

The two immediately started fighting, clanging and banging.

On a small earthen mound nearby, Rayleigh held a small metal flask in his hand, taking sips now and then while watching the two men fighting with great interest.

With his keen eyesight, he could certainly see that although the two were evenly matched, Shanks was actually just toying with Buggy.

The two sides are simply not on the same level.

"Alright,"

Rayleigh jumped down from the earthen slope. "Let's begin today's training."

"Huh? Uncle Rayleigh, so fast?"

Buggy's face fell. "I haven't had enough fun yet!"

"Play?"

Rayleigh smiled. "Exercise can be fun too."

Buggy's face immediately turned green. "What's so fun about working out!"

I just think it's really fun.

Rayleigh pushed up his glasses. "Alright, kids, if you don't want a spanking, start running! Don't stop until I say stop."

"Yes, Mr. Rayleigh!"

Shanks, grinning, strode off, not forgetting to turn back and taunt, "Buggy, you can just follow behind me and eat my farts!"

"You bastard Shanks! You won't get away with this!!"

Buggy was furious and gave chase.

The children are still too young; what we need to do now is to lay a solid foundation first.

Physical fitness is the foundation of everything. Only by building a strong body can one climb to the summit of the ocean in the future.

Rayleigh watched the two children bickering and sighed almost imperceptibly.

Shanks possesses qualities that are second to none, but as for Buggy—

This world has never been fair.

Speaking of which, Roger should have arrived in the New World by now, right?

Is it possible?

Is it possible to kill Roa?

Even Rayleigh, who was confident that Roger was no less capable than anyone else on the high seas, was not entirely sure himself.

Well, at this point, we can only trust Roger.

Rayleigh watched Shanks start arguing with Buggy again.

Shanks, don't let Roger down.

This world can only be entrusted to you young people.

Rayleigh tilted his head back and drank the wine in the flask in one gulp.

Shanks, who was easily running ahead and Buggy couldn't catch up to no matter how angry he was, suddenly froze for a moment with a joyful smile.

Captain, what on earth did you go to do?

The New World.

This is an island located on the edge of what is known as the freest sea in the world, under the rule of Monarch Roa.

A war is raging here today.

On the sea, massive warships unleashed a barrage of shells, which crashed onto the shore, triggering a series of violent explosions.

Meanwhile, under the cover of artillery fire, speedboats rushed ashore. On these landing craft, heavily armed soldiers jumped off, and in an instant, they had formed a surging tide.

"Charge! Crush them!"

The soldiers roared as they charged forward.

Behind the coast, the country's army was equally formidable.

Heavy coastal defense guns fired continuously, blasting huge columns of water into the sea. One warship was even hit in the stern, and unfortunately, its ammunition compartment exploded, instantly turning the sea into a massive fireball.

"Attack! Attack!!"

The commander brandished his sword and roared furiously, "Crush these scum!!"

Gunfire and artillery fire erupted in unison.

Screams, howls, and roars filled the air.

But no one noticed that a small boat was moored right on the edge of this fiercely contested coastline.

"Did I come at the wrong time again?"

Roger looked at the coastline engulfed in gunfire and scratched the back of his head in exasperation.

I was just about to contact Roa, how did a fight suddenly break out?

Just as he was marveling at this, the battlefield had already spread to this side, with a squad of soldiers from each side charging towards Roger.

It was exceptionally brutal; even with gunshot wounds and vital organs pierced by blades, they still desperately charged forward.

Even Roger was almost caught in the crossfire, but luckily his Haki was strong enough that stray bullets had no effect on him.

Within seconds, Roger watched helplessly as his soldiers fell to the ground on the shore.

The only one still alive struggled to crawl back to the front lines.

"Take a good rest now."

Roger couldn't help but say, "There's no point in crawling back."

"We can't lose..."

The soldier, with a knife piercing his stomach and a large gash in his back, blood and foam escaping his mouth, was somewhat delirious, but his unwavering movement of crawling forward remained steadfast.

"If we lose... then... then we won't be able to pay taxes... then this country... this country is finished..."

"Pay taxes?"

Roger's eyes instantly darkened.

Could this war be because of--

Roger dashed into the battlefield like a gust of wind.

He easily led two soldiers out without anyone even noticing him.

One on each side.

The two soldiers were still somewhat bewildered when they heard the man who had captured them ask in a deep voice,

"Answer me, what exactly are you fighting for?"

The two soldiers instinctively wanted to attack, but Roger's grip on their shoulders was so tight that they felt as if their bodies were about to be crushed.

The two quickly said,

"We have no choice! The country is poor. If we can't win this war and don't get enough wealth from this country, we won't be able to pay the taxes to the Calamity Company!"

"The same goes for us! If they take away our wealth, our country is doomed!"

Roger gritted his teeth. "Wait! Your weapons are so sophisticated, and you're telling me your country is poor?"

Based on his many years of experience at sea, very few countries in the world have weapons and equipment that surpass those of these two nations.

Isn't it somewhat contradictory for a country with such a powerful military to claim poverty?

The two soldiers exchanged a glance, a strange sense of shared sorrow welling up within them.

They both smiled wryly and said, "It's precisely because we need to buy these weapons that we can't afford the taxes."

"..."

Roger instinctively loosened his grip.

Oh right! I almost forgot!

That guy Roa really caused a huge scene back then when he was trying to sell weapons!

The weapons were also forcibly sold by the Calamity Company!

This is probably not an isolated incident; it should be the prevailing rule in this entire sea area!

This sea area was already Paradise for pirates from the New World, already in a state of utter chaos, and now this has happened?

Roa, you bastard!

How could they be so crazy?!

A blazing fire of anger flickered in Roger's eyes.

How could that bastard Roa possibly be short of money? He's already got the Great Treasure!

Those Gold Mountain of gold, he could never use them all in a lifetime!

The so-called taxes levied by these countries in this sea area are nothing more than a drop in the ocean to him!

That bastard just wanted to see this sea area burn fiercely!

How can there be such an evil person in the world?

Roger knew all along that Roa was a born bad seed, but he never imagined he could be this bad!

How could he be so wicked?!

Buzz!

A violent aura emanated uncontrollably.

Initially, the two soldiers in front of Roger fell to the ground.

Then the coastline began to shake.

Immediately afterwards, the two sides engaged in battle fell one after another, like wheat being harvested.

In the blink of an eye, the coastline had fallen silent.

At this moment, the enraged Roger suddenly realized what was happening and quickly calmed down.

His Conqueror's Haki was simply unbearable for these ordinary people; the Conqueror's Haki that could easily shatter rocks was even enough to crush a human body.

"Call--"

Roger let out a slow sigh of relief, his left hand gripping the hilt of his beloved sword, Ace, tightly at his waist. The dark, Haki Inazuma still leaped uncontrollably from the scabbard.

At the same time, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a Den Den Mushi (a Den Den Mushi).

With great difficulty, he lifted his left hand off the hilt of the knife, his fingers trembling as he dialed the number.

Roger even dialed the wrong number several times, and after trying for a whole minute, he finally managed to dial the right number.

The Den Den Mushi made Roger feel as if a past world had stretched on endlessly.

Then, with a click, the call connected.

This is Roa.

The voice on the other end of the phone was cheerful and lively, a clear and crisp young voice. "Who is this?"

"It's me."

Roger suppressed the anger surging within him, but his voice inevitably became subdued and heavy.

"Oh!"

Roa's voice suddenly rose in pitch on the phone.

"Roger! You've finally arrived? I've been waiting for you for so long!"

"Where are you? Are you already on my territory? I'm coming right away."

"Come on, Roa,"

Roger tilted his head back, his eyes bloodshot. "Winner Island, I'll be waiting for you there!"

"Okay, I'll be right there. See you then."

Roger slammed down the phone.

Without hesitation, he steered the small boat back to sea.

Roa, let me end all of this!

Gol D. Roger is about to fight his final battle!

In the sky above this sea area.

The floating Sky Island drifts silently here.

On the terrace outside the palace at the top of the tower, Roa leaned against Kozuki Toki's chest, his beloved kitten lying on his lap.

Holding a Den Den Mushi in one hand, she gently stroked the kitten's soft fur with the other.

"You seem really angry?"

Roa muttered to himself, "Did someone upset him?"

That's not good.

Anger is the greatest enemy of Observation Haki. No matter how powerful a user of Observation Haki is, if they cannot remain calm, then Observation Haki will not be able to function.

If you can't defeat Roger in his prime, then what's the point?

Hateful!

If I find out who angered Roger, don't blame me for being impolite!

"Let's go, let's go have our final battle with Roger!"

In any case, the floating Sky Island began to move towards the Winner Island.

Winner Island?

Roa felt the name sounded familiar, then quickly realized, "Isn't this the place where Teach and Law had their final battle in the original story?"

Yes, the name itself is very auspicious.

Soon, the cadres arrived after hearing the news.

"So, Boss, are we going to fight the Roger Pirates next?"

Bullet's words were unusually intense, his eyes brimming with excitement.

Hey! What's there to be happy about?

Teach was having some doubts.

Need I say more about how powerful the Roger Pirates?

Even today, the Calamity Company would probably find it difficult to defeat them.

Besides Roger, there are also two super monsters, Rayleigh and Gaban!

"The Roger Pirates disbanded long ago."

Roa said casually, "Only Roger came."

Teach out a long sigh of relief, his smile widening into a grin. "Then, Boss, what are we waiting for? Take down that guy, and you'll be the Pirate King!"

"That's right! Fufufufu!"

Doflamingo chuckled maliciously, "No matter how strong Roger was, he couldn't possibly defeat all of us!"

"Don't talk nonsense,"

Roa smiled. "Roger is my opponent. I called you here to tell you that no one is allowed to interfere in this battle."

"Yes, Boss!"

Dylan nodded respectfully. "We understand."

The others nodded in agreement.

"Boss!"

Only Loki asked with some seriousness, "Will we win?!"

Roa paused for a moment, then smiled nonchalantly, "We will win."

Hey! That's good!

Loki chuckled.

Since you are Rocks' successor, then go and defeat that bastard who Rocks!

Not long after.

Winner Island.

This is a deserted island.

The island is covered with rocky mountains, shaped like protruding pillars, forming a vast rocky forest.

And amidst these rocky mountains, there are also large areas of real forest.

In the center of the rocky mountain, on the tallest pillar, Roger sat cross-legged.

A campfire had been lit in front of him, and a thigh of some unknown animal was sizzling on it, the dripping grease causing the flames to occasionally explode.

Roa, that guy is way too dangerous!

In terms of danger, given more time, he might even be less dangerous than Imu!

After all, Imu was at least a normal person. Although the order he created was terrible, it at least protected the Affiliated Nation for eight hundred years.

As for Roa, no one can say for sure whether what lies beneath that human skin is a human or some kind of monster.

So come on, Roa! If you want to wreak havoc on this world, you'll have to get past my sword first!

Then, quite coincidentally, just as the barbecue was cooked, Roger suddenly looked up.

A black dot is falling rapidly in the sky.

"Haha! Roger! Does BBQ mind having one more person?"