At the final moment of his life, Pirate King Roger mustered all his strength to shout his last words-
"Want my treasure? You can have it all if you want it. Go find it! I left all my treasure there!"
Those brief yet profoundly shocking words were like a heavy bomb dropped into a calm sea,
instantly stirring up towering waves in Loguetown and setting the entire sea ablaze with a frenzy for adventure.
The tens of thousands of pirates gathered in Loguetown seemed to have received a shot of adrenaline. Their hearts surged, their eyes burning with a desire for riches and unknown treasure.
As though they had gone mad, they raced impatiently toward the harbor, an unstoppable, surging tide.
In their minds, the Pirate King's treasure already seemed within reach,
and as long as they could set sail as soon as possible and head for those unknown, mysterious waters, they could become the next legend to rule the seas.
Yet most of these pirates, frantic as ants on a hot pan, were nothing more than cannon fodder on the vast sea.
The captains of their pirate crews had bounties of only a few tens of millions of Beli at most, and their strength was hardly worth mentioning before the truly powerful.
These pirates often lacked sufficient understanding and wisdom, blindly throwing themselves into this frenzied treasure hunt on enthusiasm alone.
Amid all the chaos, however, some pirates who still retained their reason noticed something was wrong.
To their surprise, not one of the more than ten thousand Marines who ordinarily pursued and cornered pirates stepped forward to stop them from rushing toward the harbor.
An ominous feeling rose in their hearts. These meticulous pirates quietly slipped away from the main crowd and, like cunning foxes, found concealed places