I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

If he's considered to be fighting with superior numbers, then Naruto's fights are like thousands of people ganging up on one person.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm just sunbathing." He said calmly, continuing to look up at the sky, leaning comfortably against his coffin, watching the four people fight Im, and patting the coffin at his feet.

"If you want to see me off in my final days, try coming up to me first."

In the midst of the fierce battle, Im glanced sideways.

At that moment, her eyes widened, and those eyes with strange double-ringed pupils exuded a majestic aura like that of a god. A fierce wave of energy rippled out, and the pressure was so strong that it seemed to overturn the floor.

Suddenly, a burst of Conqueror's Haki swept out, and Im's speed increased dramatically at the same time. Ignoring the attacks of the four people, she forcefully knocked away the Sun Knight and his cross in front of her, and rushed straight towards Sig like a meteor.

But at the moment she rushed out.

Suddenly, the light disappeared from this battlefield, and darkness descended upon the abyss.

Sig did not stand up from the coffin; he remained seated, but a dark shadow appeared beside him.

The darkness surged like a tidal wave, or burned like a raging sea of ​​fire, engulfing everything around it; it was a dense darkness that seemed capable of swallowing even light.

"Hidden acupoints".

A deep, indifferent voice echoed from the boundless darkness.

A powerful gravitational force erupted along with the darkness, and Im, who was rushing towards Sig, was involuntarily pulled off course by this sudden force, his wrist being pressed down by a hand that emerged from the darkness.

As the darkness receded like a tide, a middle-aged man with disheveled hair that danced like flames in the wind was revealed.

His left hand was a raging inferno of black flames, while his right hand was a billowing plume of black smoke rising into the sky. The black smoke and fire intertwined and merged on his body, forming an abyss of utter darkness. The distorted gravity deformed and twisted the air, dimming the light and shadow.

The moment this person made his move, the surging black tide seemed to split the world into two sides, light and darkness, rendering Im's attack as if it had vanished into thin air.

Sig remained seated quietly on the coffin, only glancing down at his palm.

The Pandaman card succeeded seven times, creating a total of seven golden legendary transformation leaves, which can imbue the clone illusion with legendary power, thus reproducing the card's abilities.

The giant Sig clone in the alternate dimension took four leaves, as this was the limit that a shadow clone could handle.

The other three golden, deformed leaves were in the hands of Sig's main body.

Today, he will also be a summoner.

The sea tyrant Rocks was the fifth person!

"Isn't this the power of the Dark-Dark Fruit? No, it seems to be more than that." Ace stood there stunned for a long time.

He is now a user of the Dark-Dark Fruit. Normally, there shouldn't be two users with the same ability, but for some reason, he wasn't surprised at all.

Considering the previous users of the Copy-Copy Fruit, and even Ace, the Giant of Light who looked exactly like him, this little thing is not surprising.

But what surprised Ace even more was the reaction of the others.

After the man appeared, Whitebeard sheathed his sword and stood up, looking at the man with a deep gaze.

The fifty-six emperors, who were contemporaries of Whitebeard, all turned to look, filled with surprise and doubt.

"Lox?"

I don't know who said that name first.

The name itself is enough to attract the attention and shock of countless people.

What happened today has shaken the worldview of these great pirates who have been adventuring in the New World for decades.

Now, the dead Rocks has reappeared.

"This is certainly not Rocks himself, but a clone created by his ability, just like Aokiji and Ace that Higuma created before. I remember what the fruit was called... Mythical Zoan type Tanuki Fruit?"

"That's right, it's the Bake-Tanaka Fruit."

Amidst the murmurs of discussion, Phoenix Palace stood frozen in the ruins, her gaze shifting back and forth between Lox and Sieg. Her hands were clenched into fists, her nails digging deep into her flesh, as she forcefully suppressed the excitement in her heart.

“That’s right! He is Lox, and also Sieg,” Phoenix Palace suddenly said.

"To be precise, he is Sieg, who played Rocks during the God Valley era."

After these words were spoken, the surrounding discussion became even more heated.

Regarding the relationship between Sig and Rocks, there are two main speculations on the sea, but both have deduced that Rocks during the God Valley era was secretly replaced by Sig.

Roger was slightly dazed, his expression was complicated for a moment, and finally the corners of his mouth curved up and he grinned.

"He really... fooled the whole world."

That day in the Valley of the Gods, the one who fought fiercely with him and Garp was actually Sieg.

Although this matter had been speculated about for a long time, the moment the illusion of Rocks appeared on the battlefield, it was confirmed!

"No, it's not just Rocks! Things aren't that simple." Before Roger could finish his exclamation, Phoenix Palace shook her head and uttered words that shocked countless people:

"The Mythical Zoan type, Tanuki no Mi, can reproduce the illusion of a certain person existing in one's memory, and is also related to Sig's cognition; it cannot be imagined out of thin air."

"And to deal with Im, we naturally need the most powerful illusion in Sig's memory and cognition as our fighting force."

For example, Im also exists in Sig's current memories; he is undoubtedly a powerful figure standing at the pinnacle of the world.

However, Sigurd did not know how powerful Im was, her specific moves, or what her trump card was... so even if Im were to materialize, it would only create an empty shell illusion.

The best way to create a powerful illusion is to replicate a powerful figure that Sieg is familiar with.

This person could be Roger, or Whitebeard.

But the most suitable candidate, the one he knows best, is of course the only one.

"In Sieg's view, the one he knows best, and the one with the most powerful knowledge, is himself."

“In other words, everyone who fights Im is Sieg himself.” Phoenix Palace’s words caused many people’s expressions to change.

“Wang Xige is himself from decades ago.”

"Lox, the sea tyrant during the God Valley period, was also Sig himself."

"The identity of Dracula, the Impaler, remains a mystery; the Bat King made a brief appearance in the Sabaody Archipelago, but both are strangely connected to Sigurd..."

"Everyone is Sieg himself, existing at a certain point in the past with different identities."

Done.

Neptune and the others standing beside Phoenix Palace, as well as the Celestial Dragons like Saint Musgard, were stunned for a while before shaking their heads.

This is absurd.

As a Celestial Dragon, Phoenix Palace possessed a wealth of information about Higuma, Dracula, and others, which allowed her to make this bold conjecture.

But Neptune and the others present knew nothing of this; to them, these words were utter nonsense and utterly absurd.

"How is that possible? Where would there be so many Siegs?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"All I can say is that this Celestial Dragon has a lot of imagination, but the story is too outlandish."

"It shouldn't be that bad, right?"

These discussions suddenly ceased.

Because right now.

The sixth dark figure has also emerged from the pitch-black abyss.

Emerging from the darkness was a blond, slicked-back man draped in a cloak of justice. He walked with an expressionless face, three shocking scars beneath his eyes, and an unparalleled aura of danger emanating from his sharply defined features.

With a deep breath, the sound of the Emperor's engine accelerated instantly within his chest.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The emperor's engine roared like a war drum, and his body swelled to three meters tall in the wind, with shoulders like mountains, a broad chest, and muscles as if cast in steel.

The scorching air blasted out with each breath, blowing away the surrounding dust and slightly distorting the air. It was a monster that resembled a colossal steel statue.

The sixth man, Black Dragon General, Higuma!

This is the most famous and dazzling of Sieg's many alter egos.

The crowd, who had been arguing just moments before, suddenly fell silent.

Wang Xige was the same Xige in the past, and Xige's portrayal of Rocks could be considered a coincidence, but why is there a third Sun Bear?

Of the six, three are confirmed to be Sieg's alter egos, so the remaining three are also clearly closely connected to Sieg...

"Dracula, could he also be Sig?" Ah Ling's eyes widened slightly, looking somewhat bewildered.

She was leading Zeus and the Homies' army into the enemy ranks when she suddenly became confused, remembering something from long ago.

"How could Bat King be associated with Sig?" Akainu also heard these words. He raised his voice and clenched his fists. A surge of burning anger welled up in his chest, but he didn't know who to vent it on.

Sigmund changed the course of his life, while Batman showed him a more three-dimensional view of justice... and now Sigmund tells him that the two of them might be one?

Amidst countless doubtful or astonished gazes, Sieg felt somewhat bewildered and couldn't help but glance at Phoenix Palace out of the corner of his eye.

He had no idea why this female Celestial Dragon had suddenly pulled down his underwear...

But now, these things are no longer so important.

Sig watched the six men on the battlefield.

Each person is a facet of Sieg, representing a path, an experience, whether famous or unknown.

If we include the seventh clone... that makes seven characters, seven skins, seven profiles, seven experiences, and seven versions of ourselves.

When the lives of these characters overlap with those of Sieg, the long journey also becomes intertwined.

Only when you add everything up at the end can you understand Sieg's entire life story.

The length of a bandit king's life's journey may be limited, but its depth is far greater than the world knows.

Chapter 1289 The Real Mastermind 4k

In this situation, Sieg no longer cares that his previous identity has been exposed.

But some people do care.

"Sigurd...why you...?"

Akainu was bathed in scalding magma, and his breath grew increasingly hot, with the pungent smell of sulfur becoming stronger and stronger.

"Was everything I went through back then orchestrated by you behind the scenes?"