I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

He is a veteran actor, and keeping his emotions hidden is a basic skill for him. He can fake all kinds of emotions and play all kinds of characters.

But actors also lack the ability to see through people's hearts.

You can't judge a book by its cover; he hadn't seen the fifty-six emperors for at least a decade.

It's not entirely impossible for enemies from back then to become friends more than ten years later, is it?

A misconception even arose in Sieg's mind.

If he can make Hale and the others realize that he is the real King Sieg, the two sides can put aside their past grievances. In fact, if he, Sieg, raises his arm, the fifty-six emperors can turn enemies into friends, join hands to smash the Navy's heads, and then live a peaceful life.

"If it were really that simple, then what have I been doing all this time?"

Sigurd looked up at the pirates in front of him, flicked his wrist, and produced a bottle, which he threw at Rum.

"Rum, how did that glass of iodine I gave you 45 years ago taste? Was it strong enough?"

Black Winged Tengu's expression changed:

"Sig has made his move, prepare for battle—"

Chapter 840 I, Sig, do not lie.

"Sig has made his move, prepare for battle—"

Blackwing Tengu was speaking when Rum swiftly took the wine from Sig's hand.

His expression shifted from solemn to puzzled, and then from puzzled to delighted.

He took a deep sniff, then pulled out the cork and gulped down the contents of the bottle.

Then, he spat it out!

puff!

The liquid exited and immediately transformed into a cone-shaped flame that spread out, enveloping Rum's front.

"Flame Wine... This is clearly a rare item that only my Brewing Fruit can create. I've hardly ever given it to anyone, including Wang Xige. I've been in prison for over ten years, how could this stuff still be circulating in the world? How did you get your hands on it?" Rum asked in astonishment.

The lively discussion that had just taken place suddenly felt like a bucket of ice water had been poured over them from head to toe.

Within seconds, there was complete silence.

Seeing everyone stunned, Sieg smiled.

Look, everyone is stunned by the huge surprise.

Sieg smiled and continued speaking, glancing at Barrett out of the corner of his eye:

"A long time ago, I met a young man who said... Who wants to become strong alone? It's just that there's no one to accompany them."

Sieg spoke casually, without specifying who it was.

But Barrett, who was originally rubbing her hands together in preparation for battle, froze instantly, like a robot whose pause button had been pressed.

“Sun Warrior, we once fought under the setting sun on the Red Line, but your little tricks are really not up to par.”

The Sun Warrior was fully armored, and his face was covered by a mask, so his facial expression was not visible.

But it was clear that the clanging of his armor indicated he was not at peace.

"The Solitary Crimson, my move, besides being called Mahasthamaprapta, also has another name: Immortal's Kneel."

His aloof red eyes widened.

"Wald, do you recognize this sword?"

Sig raised his hand and conjured a blazing laser sword. Under its crimson light, Wald's face turned ashen.

"Tengu... I'm so sorry for being born a human. Your words still ring in my ears... I'm sorry I went too far back then and shattered your fighting spirit," Sig said guiltily.

Black Winged Tengu trembled violently.

"Who else was there?" Sig asked, looking at the fifty-six emperors who had suddenly fallen silent.

"Alright, I won't name the others one by one, but you know what I mean..."

Sig opened his arms and grinned:

"I am your forever first mate, your kind older brother."

"Tell me my name loudly!"

Fifty-six Emperors:............

The words fell.

Sig instantly felt... dozens of extremely intense killing intents descend upon him.

This is far more terrifying than the pressure Hawkeye put on him back then.

His skin even began to sting, and a strong sense of danger made his heart race instantly, activating the Emperor Engine in an instant.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Sieg's gaze sharpened, but he sighed inwardly.

"I knew it wouldn't be that simple; we still have to stick to the plan."

The smile on his face gradually faded, and he stood alone, facing off against the fifty-six emperors in the distance.

Both of them had cold expressions.

A breeze was blowing.

The sky grew increasingly gloomy, reflecting their state of mind.

The sound of the surrounding waves grew louder.

They were just quieter now.

It's as if the previous smiles and heated discussions were just an illusion.

On this vast sea, only the dead become legends.

As long as they are alive... even if Roger or Rocks crawled out of their graves, these great pirates, whose ambitions have been rekindled, would bury them all in the mud!

“I’ve said before that I don’t want to bring up the old stories, but you insisted on doing so.”

Sieg smiled faintly, but the smile was already chilling:

"Old stories".

"Old acquaintances".

"The old era".

"They should all be buried, and we should never see them again."

A bottle of negative energy appeared in his hand in a flash, and he held it in his hand.

"When old friends meet, I'll drink first, you can drink as you please."

Sig grinned.

He gulped down the bottle of liquor, the bubbly bear paw-shaped liquor, brimming with negative emotions, but didn't actually swallow it.

Negative emotions enveloped my entire being.

But in an instant, the intense, suffocating killing intent triggered an overwhelming sense of fear.

Bang! Bang! Bang bang bang bang! Bang bang bang bang!

The terrifying pressure surged like a tidal wave, rising and falling like the drums of war, striking deeply into everyone's heart.

This scene was also deeply etched in the eyes of the fifty-six emperors.

"Drinking before the battle, a scene that seems familiar."

"Still that unruly guy who smashes bottles at people..."

The Black-Winged Tengu's voice was as cold as winter, and its feathers stood on end like sharp arrows.

"Why can't you just die peacefully? Ghost of the old era."

Sig remained silent.

He snapped his fingers lightly, and black flames blazed in front of him, then coalesced into a black dragon phantom that coiled behind him.

He looked up at the fifty-six emperors in front of him.

His expression was serious, and his tone was firm and resolute:

“I, Sig, do not lie.”

"So what are your answers?"

Everyone fell silent.

They were enraged by Sieg's lies and came together to deal with him, so they had a legitimate reason to do so.

But who would have thought it would unfold like this?

Some were stunned, some remained silent, and some were brewing murderous intent, their aura menacing.

A corner in the crowd.

Redfield, the aloof red who had remained silent ever since Sieg revealed himself, suddenly lowered his hand and his expression turned solemn.

His pupils contracted slightly as he looked towards the horizon where the sea met the sky.

There, giant waves, visible to the naked eye, surged in and gradually magnified in view.

"What's going on? Didn't the tsunami of the water gods recede during the previous Buster Call battle?"

The Black-Winged Tengu also realized what was happening, and was filled with shock and anger.

He had clearly calculated that this was the best opportunity; he had the right timing, the right place, and the right people. How could he possibly lose?

Having witnessed firsthand the water gods swallowing up several naval warships, they could not possibly be unaware of the terrifying power of the water god tsunami.

Sig looked up at the sky shrouded in dark clouds.

When he engages in verbal exchanges and confrontations with the fifty-six emperors, he doesn't just stand there doing nothing.

“Silly child, for the true water gods are on my side.”