Last Words
These words were uttered and then drifted away with the wind, but Dragon's pupils suddenly contracted.
"King."
"Too many!"
Xia Le smiled faintly, her eyes fixed on Dragon below.
One is enough, isn't it?
Dragon remained silent, offering no reply for a long time.
"Boom!"
Inazuma flashes and Thunder God roars.
Before anyone knew it, Xia Le's figure had disappeared from the Execution Platform.
As a gust of wind blew by, Dragon also departed, as if he had never been there.
After a while, in a secluded alley, a figure wearing a green coat and hat walked briskly.
"You actually have such ambitions?"
"Annihilation Mary Geoise and replace the Twenty Kings?"
"So, you want to create a completely new era of peace, or..."
Dragon's eyes suddenly sharpened.
"We must build a world that is even more brutal, dark, and corrupt than theirs!"
As he walked briskly, Dragon's mind raced.
"So, you'll stay in the Navy."
"Is it because the navy possesses the largest and most powerful force in the world?"
Suddenly, Dragon looked ahead.
The entire sky was split in two by a Golden Lightning, stretching far into the distant sea.
"Lightning represents supreme authority!"
"In mythology, that is the power of the lord of the Gods!"
As the Inazuma flashed, Dragon's expression shifted between light and shadow.
He suddenly realized that the other party's ambitions and their impact on the future world would probably exceed his imagination.
Night fell quickly.
That night, Xia Le's team did not find any other people attempting to Shockwave the cage.
Compared to last night, this was a peaceful night.
Before we knew it, the second day arrived.
"Quickly! Everyone, proceed to the Execution Platform!"
"Xia Le, you'll come with us to escort Roger."
At five o'clock in the morning, Zephyr arrived before them.
The tense atmosphere was palpable to everyone; everyone knew exactly what day it was.
"Yes!"
Xia Le nodded.
He followed Zephyr into the place where Roger was imprisoned and soon saw Roger at that moment.
From the outside, the other person showed no fear or mental breakdown; on the contrary, when they saw him, they even smiled and greeted him.
On the way, Zephyr was on the left, Xia Le on the right, and Roger walked in front, with two teams of stern-faced Jailer behind them.
"Any last words, Roger?"
Everyone's steps were steady, neither fast nor slow, when Xia Le suddenly asked.
Zephyr stood to the side, seemingly not having heard.
"Last words?"
Roger smiled slightly, his mustache twitching.
What use are a person's last words when they're about to die?
He paused.
"But."
"If there's anything I'd like to say, then..."
"Take good care of that knife at your waist for me!"
Xia Le was taken aback, then sighed softly.
"Ace?"
Roger grinned, looking at the rising Rising Sun peeking over the horizon.
"Ace!"
"In the future, he will see a world that I cannot see!"
Xia Le gripped the hilt of the long sword at his waist with his right hand, then slowly released it.
I'll let him see it.
Upon Wen Yan, Roger grinned.
A moment later, Garp and Sengoku arrived and joined the group.
Everyone's steps remained steady, with Roger in the middle, his hands and feet shackled as he walked, slowly making his way towards the Execution Platform.
The streets of Loguetown were filled with pedestrians who crowded around, some curious, some excited, and some thrilled as they watched the scene unfold.
"Roger!"
"Is that Pirate King Roger?"
Chapter 82 Last Words
A large number of naval personnel were maintaining order on both sides of the street.
Sengoku, Garp, Zephyr, and Xia Le were subtly surrounding Roger as they escorted him to the Execution Platform in Central Park.
Behind them stood the elite navy, their faces serious and on high alert.
Meanwhile, in the alleyways of the surrounding streets, large numbers of naval troops were running rapidly toward the Execution Platform.
"Quickly! Move into the deployment area ahead of schedule!"
"Today is Roger's execution day; there can be no mistakes!"
The leading officers whispered.
Every sailor's face was filled with tension and solemnity.
Today is a significant day for the Navy, and its impact is far-reaching for the entire world.
The eyes of the world are focused on this small town.
Not far from Roger, the surrounding crowd, with their varied expressions, all stared at Xia Le and the others.
"Headquarters Admiral Zephyr, Sengoku!"
"Hero of the Navy, Vice Admiral Garp!"
"Capture Roger, Vice Admiral Xia Le of the Golden Lion!"
"This defensive lineup is absolutely invincible!"
"Even the most insane person wouldn't choose to disrupt the execution ground with such a lineup!"
"I heard that a couple of days ago, someone tried to break into the prison where Roger is being held, but they all disappeared."
murmurs arose from the crowd; the Loguetown was unusually lively this morning.
The crowd moved forward slowly, following Xia Le and the others. By the time they gathered at the high Execution Platform in Central Park, the sun had fully risen above the horizon.
"Xia Le, maintain order at the scene!"
The Sengoku period, in a low voice.
Xia Le understood what he meant, nodded, and separated from the group escorting Roger, joining Kuzan and the others who were already in place below the stage.
He glanced around and saw that Central Park, and even the surrounding streets, were completely packed with people.
Judging from the aura emanating from many of them and their scarred faces, they were all Pirate or members of dark forces.
Without a sound, he opened up the Domain.
Sure enough, he soon spotted some familiar faces.
Not far behind, there was a young man with sharp, Hawk-Eye -like eyes.
It is none other than the future World's Greatest Swordsman, Jora Mihawk!
Looking to the side, a tall figure in the crowd caught the eye. He wasn't fat, but rather very robust, and his face radiated a confident smile.
Gecko Moria.
And a man standing at a street corner, some distance from the Execution Platform, looking towards them.
Don Quixote Doflamingo.
Further away, hidden in the crowd, was a figure dressed in green. When he sensed the attention he Domain, he slightly raised his head and focused his gaze on the Revolutionary Army leader, Dragon.
Wow, there are so many people!
Xia Le sighed.
"Yes, there's probably not a single vacant spot in Loguetown today."
Kuzan in agreement.
Everyone was waiting, waiting for that exciting moment to arrive.
Time ticked by, and Xia Le stood below the stage. He saw Garp and Zephyr ascend the Execution Platform and begin their speeches under the watchful eyes of the world.
This was a formal occasion, with journalists from all over the world recording and taking photos in the audience. There were even Image Den Den Mushi) broadcasting the event live from all directions, reaching the entire world.
In a calm and composed tone, Sengoku recounted Roger's numerous crimes.
Xia Le and the others listened quietly, noting that this meeting was significantly more verbose than usual.
It's clear that the manuscript did not originate from a streamlined military organization like the Marine Headquarters.
Even the Admiral from the Sengoku frowned and his lips trembled as he read the last part.
The crowd below was already growing impatient.
Finally, after Sengoku finished reading his manuscript and let out a long sigh, he looked down to one side and said, "Bring Roger up here!"
In an instant, the entire Loguetown fell silent.
Countless eyes were fixed on the Execution Platform, awaiting the appearance of that man.
Under the escort of Garp and the Jailer, Roger walked at the front. His hands and feet were shackled with heavy Seastone Shackles. He lowered his head slightly, and his long hair covered his face, making it impossible for the world to see his expression at that moment.
"Creak!"
He stepped onto the wooden step with his right foot, and then stepped down with his other foot.
With the Jailer following behind, Roger steadily stepped down and lifted up each time, under the gaze of the world, until he reached the highest point of the Execution Platform.
This journey seemed incredibly long, and the waiting was agonizing for everyone.
Some people even had sweat beading on their foreheads and cheeks.
When Roger was forced to kneel on the highest point of the Execution Platform, next to Sengoku, by Jailer Sengoku, the entire Central Park and Loguetown erupted in cheers.
"It's Roger!!!"