"So, grandpa, this lord also chose to retire after Lord Karp, Lord Zefa, Marshal of Sengoku, and Lord Tsuru left."

A childish child was wearing the navy uniform that his grandfather had modified for him, with a look of reverence and longing on his face.

"Yes, after suppressing everything, that lord silently stayed in the old times~~"

The old man touched the cigarette gun in his hand, quietly looked at the hope of the navy in front of him, and a smile appeared on his face.

"What I tell you is the story of this adult, but there are many more stories of this adult, and whether you can hear it depends on your future performance."

"But, Grandpa, why are you so clear about that Sith Lord?"

"Because the old man is his soldier."

The burly figure of the old man quietly looked at the place where the adult was living in seclusion, and sighed deeply.

"So, grandpa, is that adult still alive?"

"The old man is still alive, how can that adult die, that adult has the blood of a giant in his body, and his life is terrifying."

"So, you're bothering me with this bunch of imps."

In the middle of the dense forest, a burly figure slowly walked out of it.

"What are you doing in this place for me?"

Sith looked silently at the man in front of him, with his own ghostly mask.

The old man in front of him, although the Sith could still recognize him, but he also realized that he was really not the same as them, and his life was too long.

"My lord, eighty years have passed, and I didn't expect you to be so young."

"The blood of the giants has given me a life beyond normal people, and it is precisely because of this that I am reluctant to return to the life of the navy, I am too old to appear in such a posture."

The burly figure of the Sith had already blocked the view of the little ones hiding behind the elderly navy as soon as he sat down, leaving them with nothing but darkness in front of them.

"So, what's the matter with coming to me?"

"Your Excellency, please defend the last flame of the Navy."

And in the next moment, the terrifying overlord color almost instantly enveloped the forest, enveloping the place that was once called Marinfodo.

"Navy, what's going on?"

Sith's eyes had narrowed slightly, and it was precisely because of this, familiar with his men, that the old man knew that this lord was ready to burst out and kill at any time.

The ghost god Francis is the man who kills the most in the navy, and he is also the most murderous man.

"Some time ago, a large number of world government officials were inserted into the naval army, who carried out crude and ineffective reforms of the navy, and most importantly, they, they ......"

The old navy untied his clothes, revealing countless wounds under them, and a pale smile appeared on his face.

"The former CP organization has risen again, and the world government has openly pronounced a conviction of the former navy top brass for a huge crime."

"Some of the guys who represent the corrupt side of the world government began to frantically hunt down the top leaders of the Navy, whether it was Marshal Sakasky or others, all of whom were wounded by their various schemes, and even Admiral Pheasant died in the line of duty."

When he said this, the sailor didn't feel choked.

The navy cleared the garbage for the sake of the world government, but the garbage quietly returned to the world government and took charge of the world government with lightning speed.

Sith quietly looked at the old man in front of him and took a deep breath.

"I will not defend this last flame."

Sith raised his hand and clenched it into a fist of his own in the next moment.

The man's body was covered in black almost instantly.

"I won't build, but all my destruction is for the sake of building."

The man took a long breath, and at the moment when the countless storms were born, the man silently walked out of the forest.

"So, boy, hold on, with this last flame to watch the old man destroy everything that is rotten, everything from my elders, my brothers, what they have worked hard all their lives, old man, to protect them well."

Almost instantly, the burly man raised his hand high, and under the old man's astonished eyes, the tall figure of the Sith slowly walked towards the pursuers who had already pursued the place.

"Grandpa, my lord!"

And the marine, who was already excited by the man's rage, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and a hoarse smile appeared on his face.

I don't know how to cry anymore, because all the tears have been drained when the navy is completely corroded and justice is swallowed up.

Now, all he can do is laugh, and laugh heartbreakingly.

"I, Rear Admiral, welcome the strongest guardian force of the navy, Vice Admiral of the Ghost God Sith, to kill the enemy."

"I'm rightful of course."

Almost instantly, the black-clad guys completely lost their voice, and under the rain of blood, the blood-soaked man silently raised his fist.

However, in the next moment, the Sith stopped his steps and quietly looked at the man who had lost his voice.

The Sith stretched out his hand and carried the old man up after a distance of hundreds of meters.

"Boy, bring your brothers and sisters, come with me."

Amid the cries of the little children, the huge man silently shuttled through the jungle, and with his waist straightened, the man walked towards the center of the woods, where his elders slept.

This little guy, no, it should be said that he is an old man, he is already qualified to sleep in this place, and he believes that his father will definitely not be angry with an old man next to them who has died for the sake of the navy.

"Boy, I'll help you take care of these flames, and I'll even teach them everything about me, and I won't know what they'll learn, but."

"Since it is a flame, it will one day become a raging fire and change the world again, and the old man will become their biggest pillar."

Sith silently looked at the still crying children in front of him, closed his eyes, and let out a long sigh. However, in the next moment, Sith opened his eyes again, looked at the tomb that had been made by himself, looked at the old man who had fallen in the soil, looked at the body that was extremely tragic because of the ordeal and injuries, and looked at the children in front of him who still did not stop crying.

"He's a hero, so who are you?"