Chapter 404: The Aftermath of the War

Shanks kept his head up and stared at the sky, and after a long time, he sighed inwardly.

He originally thought.

The purpose of this Lord of Destiny is to disrupt the order of this world and push this era out of control.

And now he realized how ridiculous that thought was.

The other party is just looking forward to their growth, just like a person standing on the top of a mountain, looking at the beings who are trying to climb at the foot of the mountain, as for the order, the era, in the eyes of that kind of existence, there is no need to care about such things at all.

However, the Lord of Fate doesn't care, but he can't help it.

Shanks' originally somewhat cynical gaze seemed to have something else added.

He glanced at the jar that Jesus Cloth held in his hand, and suddenly put away the long knife in his hand.

"Now that it's over, let's go back."

"Redhead." Warring States shouted, still maintaining the form of a big Buddha, "What you said before, but is it true? ”

When he asked the redhead about his purpose before, the redhead had said that he would use this jar to arrange a channel where he could sit down and negotiate in the next battle.

I didn't expect this fourth-level jar to really be held by the redhead.

At this time, Shanks looked at the Warring States and seemed to be silent for a while, and suddenly his shoulders shrugged and laughed.

"Marshal of the Warring States, what I said naturally counts, don't worry, I won't open this fourth-level jar now."

After the silent appearance, Shanks's concept has actually changed slightly, but if this jar is opened like this, it is indeed a bit of a waste.

After all, the fourth-level jar can be picked from the series.

Sengoku seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but turned his head to look at the messy coast, and his eyes were a little darker.

Unlike redheads, dragons.

If they fail, they fail, but he has the face of the navy and the face of the world power on his shoulders, and this defeat is a very bad thing for him.

Maybe......

Even the position of marshal could not be kept.

No one will pity this admiral, since he has decided to be a subordinate of the world nobles, he will have to bear the consequences of losing his freedom.

Whitebeard returned to his pirate group, although he failed, but still ushered in a tsunami-like cheers, this battle, Whitebeard's heroic appearance was seen by the whole world, and the status and face they lost in the previous battle were all taken back at this moment, or even higher.

At least, among the four emperors of pirates at the moment, Whitebeard is the strongest!

And the dragon returned to the position of the revolutionary army, and those people did not react.

All were calm.

After all, for them, it is best to get the jar, if they can't, their main purpose has been achieved, only the dragon's heart is dripping blood, and they will use the fruit ability to fight casually if they know it, and they don't need luck, this time they have lost a lot in terms of luck.

Hawkeye continues to follow the redhead.

"I'll be with you for a short time." He said.

"You guy, you're really a gentle person." The redhead grabbed Hawkeye's shoulders and laughed, "Don't worry, the wine and meat are enough, we have to celebrate ten days and ten nights for this victory!" ”

Although Hawkeye didn't directly state why, Redhead knew what he was following for.

If there is no Eagle Eye.

Sengoku is afraid that Karp will immediately catch up, snatch the Jesus cloth and jar, and save the face of the navy.

After all, the highest combat power now is the person who has boarded the ship of destiny.

That's it.

This great battle that took place in the Kingdom of Alabastan officially came to an end.

However, the huge impact it has caused is only beginning to ferment.

It's just the next day.

Countless news birds carrying thick newspapers flew towards the world.

- The Gift of the Lord of Destiny!

That's the headline in the press.

In this great war, it was not the red hair that was the victor, nor the defeated navy, nor the white beard who was amazingly defeated despite the defeat.

The headlines can only be the silence of the last appearance!

......

New World, Dressrosa.

In this tropical kingdom with a resort atmosphere, a man wearing sunglasses and a pink feather coat is carefully looking at a photograph in the newspaper that occupies the real side.

It was a picture of the silent appearance.

Smiling and deep-eyed, one hand pressed the suspended jar, and underneath him, was the huge body of the Ten Tails.

"Boom, boom."

The man let out a somewhat strange laugh, and although he couldn't see clearly with his sunglasses, he could still see the excitement and bloodlust in that smile.

"Young master."

A girl with long green curly hair next to her shouted respectfully.

This man is none other than Don Quixote Doflamingo, one of the Seven Martial Seas.

"Monet, look at this newspaper." Doflamingo waved the newspaper in his hand vigorously, with a hint of madness in his voice, "This sea, no, the real king of this world has appeared, in the face of this absolute strength, the so-called justice, the so-called order, all have to be reshuffled, Admiral?" Draconian? Emperor of the Sea? The kings of the old times have become weaklings like everyone else! ”

This is his chance!

In the face of greater power, even a monster like Kaido is not an irresistible existence.

Monet looked at his young master adoringly.

She had already believed that the young master would be the one who would become the apex of all pirates.

"Monet." Doflamingo's face seemed to grow more and more frenzied, "Go, tell everyone, whether it's to rob or spend money to buy it, collect the Lord of Destiny's jar at all costs, and besides, do your best to investigate the information about the ship of destiny, I want to go to sea!" ”

The domineering color on his body was faintly surging.

The expectation of blood in my heart has been irrepressible.

"Yes!" Monet just shouted with the same excitement.

......

Windless belt, daughter country.

Han Cook, the empress known as the first beauty on the sea, was also reading the newspaper.

Slender and slender fingers pondered a passage in the newspaper.

Those were the last words of silence.

"A gift for those who have dreams?"

She raised her finger and pressed it against her lips, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and under the effect of the sweet fruit, she seemed to be a gesture of seducing all beings.

"Sister." The snake girl next to her, Boya Sandasoniya, shouted with a little excitement, "If it's him, maybe he can erase the marks on our bodies." ”

was captured as a slave of the Celestial Dragons when they were young, and even had the indelible "Flying Dragon's Hoof" on their backs, which was almost the biggest shadow in the hearts of the three sisters.

Now, they see an opportunity to erase that mark!