I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

The navy was like a frightened bird, and many people subconsciously took a half step back.

Even the generals didn't want to get close to Sieg during his dying counterattack, lest it cause unforeseen complications.

Sieg didn't pull out any more powerful weapons.

What he pulled out was a stack of yellowed parchment.

"What? Navy, didn't you really want this?"

Sieg's lips curled into a mocking smile as he looked at the Marines who had instinctively taken a half-step back.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at his heart, and his memory suddenly blurred as he recalled his last conversation with Tianyue.

Before leaving Wano Country, Toki sewed him a piece of clothing with a small pocket specially made for the blue and white cat, which was located almost at the chest.

"This cat... let's use it as a breast shield, to shield us from a knife in a pinch."

That's what Tianyue said at the time.

Sieg initially thought she was joking and didn't pay much attention.

And now...

"Could she also have the ability to foresee the future, like the mermaid Shirley? Was what she said before a prophecy?"

Such a thought crossed Sieg's mind.

The clothes were sewn by Tianyue Shi before she left, and the cat's pocket was right at her heart.

When Kizaru's laser pierced through his heart, it first struck the blue and white cat hiding in his pocket with a dog's head sticker stuck to it.

For that brief minute, the blue and white cat was immune to Kizaru's laser attacks, essentially acting as an invulnerable mini-breast shield of absolute defense...

The blue and white cat was very small, only the size of a palm, and could be tucked into its chest pocket, so it did not block all the laser attacks.

Although Sig was not pierced through the heart, he was indeed hit in the chest by Kizaru's laser.

Although he didn't die, he had indeed reached the end of his rope.

24 minutes have passed, and the Bat King Possession Card has expired.

He has no cards left to play.

Overusing the coffin lid, the sword seemed glorious at first glance, but it was quickly taken away by the patriarch, and it was over in less than 10 minutes.

Food was almost exhausted, with only a little bit left, which was hardly of any use.

The pitch-black flames were also completely consumed.

Now that Sig has lost all its tricks, a single bullet to the forehead would be enough to kill it.

"I'm out of options, let's stall for time one last time... I'm good at this."

He silently encouraged himself.

Sieg reached into his robes and found a stack of yellowed treasure maps in his hand.

His face was pale and his body was covered in blood, but his posture remained upright.

"This is the treasure map you wanted, the last treasure of Anotherpiece."

Countless eyes were fixed on the treasure map in Sieg's hand.

These gazes came not only from the navy, but also from the pirates who were gradually approaching the island.

They had been drawn in by the spectacle of Sig raising his head to summon thousands of flying swords, and now they were watching from various parts of the island.

"Heh." They heard Sieg chuckle softly.

With a flick of his wrist, a large stack of treasure maps was tossed into the air. Just then, a strong gust of wind blew, and the yellowed treasure maps danced in the air like snowflakes.

"Damn it, I'm about to die, and Sieg still has to cause trouble. Can't he just die peacefully?"

Several navy soldiers pointed their guns at Sieg and pulled the triggers. Bullets whistled past, leaving several bloody holes in Sieg's body.

But then, Aokiji raised his hand to stop him.

"Wait... This is very important, let him finish speaking!" Aokiji whispered.

Sieg was clearly at his limit, unable to even withstand or dodge the bullets fired by naval officers.

"At the same time, this is also the fourth key, which will guide you to the final treasure!" Sig looked up at the sky, where countless treasure maps fluttered like snowflakes.

A sea of ​​eager eyes were fixed on the treasure maps falling from the sky, but no one dared to pick them up.

All eyes remained on the man covered in blood.

As long as he is alive... neither the Navy nor the pirates secretly lurking around dare to make a move.

"I buried everything deep in the mountains," the man said softly.

"When the final treasure is found, it will be the end of an era."

The words had barely left his lips.

The entire room fell silent.

Sig's hopes were dashed. He had finished speaking, and now countless gun barrels were pointed at him. The next second would be a dead end with bullets passing through his body.

He never got to see a turning point.

He gently pressed the cat on his chest with one hand, opened the pocket, and a cat head with a dog head sticker on it appeared. He gently stroked it a couple of times.

“It’s your turn,” Sieg said softly.

At that moment, he suddenly remembered another prophecy.

He tugged at the corners of his mouth and smiled faintly.

He paused time by opening his inventory. In the final moments, he first wrote a final note for Higuma, and then a photo editing camera appeared in his hand.

After capturing the scene before him, Sieg prepared for the final photo editing.

Time begins to flow again.

Dole and the others only felt a blur before their eyes, and what they saw next made everyone tense up.

Sig turned his back to the crowd, leaving them only with a lonely figure covered in blood.

Beneath his feet lay a battlefield riddled with holes, where crimson blood flowed silently.

The navy lay dead at his feet, their bodies piled up like a small mountain, and thousands of longswords were stuck in the ground.

But in front of that figure, a void suddenly appeared.

The air... no, the space itself, shattered like glass, revealing a deep, dark expanse.

"I will not become a memory."

His last words echoed across the battlefield.

With his back to all living beings, Sieg stepped into the deep crevice.

"No!" Dol reacted the fastest at this moment. He quickly pounced behind Sig and grabbed his shoulder with one hand.

"Space portal!"

With a push, an invisible door opened like lightning behind Sieg.

But Sig's figure had already disappeared, vanished into that dark crack, and left no trace.

The dark crack in front of them vanished quickly, disappearing without a trace, just like the man, as if it had never existed.

Stussy stood at the edge of the battlefield, gazing at the scene from afar. His eyes, clear as blue crystal, suddenly lost their luster and became somewhat empty.

Within an alternate dimension.

Silence fell once again, and no one spoke.

Before the dark rift opened, Ah Ling had already arrived behind Sig.

She reached out to touch him, but her hand passed right through Sieg's back, like trying to catch the moon's reflection in water—a futile effort.

Sig disappeared in her hands.

This is a different dimension created by the Door-Door Fruit; even though it seems close at hand, you can't reach out and touch it.

What seems like the closest distance is also the furthest distance.

A breeze was blowing.

Treasure maps fluttered like snowflakes across the battlefield, which was littered with blood and broken swords.

It was like a grand funeral.

Chapter 945 The End of a Legend (4k)

Treasure maps flew everywhere, scattering across the land like snowflakes.

But the man who scattered the treasure map with his bare hands has vanished without a trace.

The battlefield was quiet for a moment, then erupted into even greater chaos.

What just happened?

"Did we successfully kill Sig, or did we fail? How did he disappear?"

"Just now, it seemed like the air had broken open? Was that caused by Sieg?"

The sailors looked at each other, not quite understanding the current situation.

Dol's face darkened, and he slowly exhaled.

Logically speaking, Kizaru's laser pierced Sigur's heart, which should have been a fatal wound. Sigur then clearly showed signs of exhaustion, unable to even use Armament Haki.

"He opened up a strange, dark void? Even with the Door-Door Fruit's power, I've never encountered anything like this before..."

Dol rubbed his temples, looking quite troubled.

Regardless.

The memory of this man's final funeral is deeply etched in the hearts of everyone present, whether they are navy pirates or civilians.

With a prophetic cry, a sword is unleashed, and countless flying swords blot out the sky.

The spectacle of this place, where the sound could be heard clearly throughout the entire island, was something even the navy had to acknowledge.