I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

But suddenly, they were all jolted, as if they saw a pair of eyes as big as stars watching them from the sky.

They saw the gigantic Sig, like a towering god standing between the stars, with the moon beneath his feet in his hands.

"What...what is this?"

"What happened? How did Sigma get so big?"

"How is that possible? Sigma is bigger than the moon?"

All around was a cacophony of panic. It wasn't just the pirates and bandits; even the well-informed cosmic pirates from the depths of space were stunned and bewildered.

Only Roger and the others, while shocked, couldn't help but recall their drunken conversation with Sieg a few days earlier.

Back then, Sigmund had given them a lesson on the vastness of the universe... Roger had initially thought Sigmund had gone off-topic, asking what the connection was between the vastness of the universe and the fact that the current bandit king, Sigmar, was actually his double...

"Holding the sun and moon in my hands and plucking stars from the sky, there is no one like me in this world..."

"It turns out there really are powerful beings in this world who can capture stars and the moon. The universe is much larger than we imagined."

Roger murmured to himself, deeply shocked, just like the others in the pirate crew.

At the same time, they glanced out of the corner of their eyes at the equally shocked remnants of the Rocks Pirates and the bandits, and a faint sense of pity welled up in their hearts.

Previously, Dol had scolded the Golden Lion, saying that he did not know the vastness of the universe.

But at this moment, Dor was also shocked and pale, clearly stunned by what he saw.

The only ones who truly know the truth are those who drank with Sieg...

Boom!

In the scene before him, Sieg, towering like a god, stood with his five fingers clasped together. The moon trembled and shook in his palm, and a surging black tide, like a world-destroying flood, had already submerged everything through the gaps between his fingers.

When everything settles down.

The scene before them became clear again.

On the ravaged lunar surface, marked by fire and erosion, only two or three people still stood on a small, relatively intact patch of land.

Sigma collapsed to the ground, his body covered in burn marks, charred black, with a few wisps of black flame still burning on him, and a shocking bloody hole in his chest.

The bandit with the turban was terrified. He sat down on the ground in a daze, but unusually, he was completely unharmed.

Sig strode over from a distance; his body had returned to a normal human form.

The earth-shattering scene just now was actually a half-real, half-fake special effect. It was a good show put on by combining the power of the coffin lid to distort reality with the special environment of the mind world.

Sig glanced at Sigma, who was lying on the ground, his breath fading, and casually threw down the coffin lid in his hand, canceling the use of the coffin lid item card in advance.

The coffin lid did not disappear immediately, but lingered in place for a while before disappearing onto the ground.

"Any last words?" he asked in a low voice.

Sigma heard the sound and opened his eyes with some difficulty. He glanced at the nameless bandit next to him who was unharmed, was taken aback for a moment, and then shook his head with a wry smile.

"I see."

After he finished speaking, the black flames burning on his body went out.

If you believe, it exists; if you don't believe, it doesn't.

The overly exaggerated and stylistically different scene of the Five Finger Mountain crushing the moon was originally prepared for Sigma.

Because it was too flamboyant, the ordinary bandits around him became highly suspicious, so it had no effect and no one was harmed.

Sieg knows his weaknesses and his vulnerabilities.

He was betting that Sigma was his shadow clone, which is why he just said, "I finally drew a powerful possession card..."

This is a lie trap specifically set for Sigma, or rather, specifically for another Sigma himself.

Once Sigma realized that the Blackfire was just a paper tiger, it could no longer harm him.

"As the final performance, it was alright."

Sigma struggled to sit up from the ground and smiled slightly:

"Compared to being completely delirious and losing one's mind, this ending is quite good."

He caught his breath for a moment, then helped himself to his feet and walked toward Sig.

"How is Ah Ling? You must have seen her by now, right?" he asked.

Sig paused for a moment, then nodded.

Sigma smiled, reached into his pocket, pulled out a slip of paper, and handed it to Sigma.

During the previous apocalyptic black tide and the merging of the Five Finger Mountain, Sigma used all his remaining telekinetic power to protect the note in his hand. As a result, he was covered in wounds and barely breathing, but the note in his hand remained intact.

Sigma looked at Sig in front of him, as if they were looking at each other in a mirror.

A look of reminiscence crossed his eyes as he recalled past events in the final stages of his life.

The Shadow Clone Assassin Dracula was created at the very beginning of the Rocks Pirates.

From the initial legend of the Piercing Lord who rose to fame, to Sig's departure after time travel, where he raised Ah Ling and earned the Piercing Lord's great and fearsome reputation, and finally, his journey to a parallel world where he became the Mountain Bandit King Sigma.

He has already spent 38 long years on his long journey between two worlds, even excluding the ten years he lost his memory.

"It seems I have no regrets in my life."

He said calmly:

"I've already traversed the minefield; the end of this road is not easy."

"Don't become me."

He looked deeply into Sieg's eyes, as if looking at his younger self, or as if gazing into his own eyes through a mirror.

He murmured:

"Well done, as expected of me."

Bang.

A soft sound.

Sigma's body exploded into a cloud of smoke and vanished.

Only the last note he left behind was still warm, and Sieg held it in his hand.

Chapter 980 Dracula's Third Last Will

Peng.

Sigma's body turned into a puff of smoke and vanished in the wind.

This final scene also fell into the eyes of the thieves and bandits of the Infinite Mediterranean.

"What's going on here?"

"Sigmar... disappeared?"

"Wait... wasn't the moon beneath our feet crushed by another Sigma?"

Both the pirates and the bandits were completely bewildered and couldn't see what was happening.

They can't even distinguish between their inner world and the outside world.

It's understandable that the bandit king Sigma died in battle... after all, the power Sigma displayed just now completely exceeded the boundaries of their imagination.

Only a few people remained relatively calm, such as the redhead.

Roar!

With a mournful roar, the massive body of the near-sea king crashed to the ground, kicking up dust and gushing blood.

Shanks, holding Bucky's severed arm in one hand, threw it at him, but Bucky caught it and put it on his shoulder.

at this time.

The mental world finally disappeared, and Sig's figure reappeared before them.

This drew the attention of both the pirates and the bandits, and the once noisy battlefield fell silent.

Regardless of which of the two bandit kings was real or fake... the unpredictable methods of the bandit king before them certainly left a deep impression on everyone.

At this crucial moment in the battle... the second Sigma, who had defeated Sigma, was a formidable force, possessing the power to turn the tide of the war.

Sieg closed his eyes to rest, sensing the torrent of memories washing over him. It took him a long time to open his eyes.

Dracula's memory is very long: 8 years of Dracula, 30 years of Sigma.

Not counting the ten years of memories that were ultimately cut, it still spanned a total of 38 years.

Fortunately, Sigurd has experienced a lot, especially since every time he uses the Luffy Card, he has to undergo a process of having his fictional life memories washed over, so he's long been used to it.

Sig opened his eyes, glanced at the bandits and pirates in front of him, and at the devastated battlefield, his gaze calm and unwavering.

"I am the King of the Mountain Bandits," he read expressionlessly.

"Give me some face, let's end this pointless battle here."

As soon as he finished speaking, a commotion broke out around him.

But Sig ignored him and simply turned to look at the bandits.

"Doll, open the portal to Loguetown."

"The rest of you... shall disband here, and the East Sea Mountain Bandit Gang shall come to an end."

"The Sigma era is over."

"I've finished speaking. Who agrees? Who disagrees?"

The commotion among the mountain bandits and sea pirates gradually subsided, and they looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Does he really seem to be Sigmar? Is he planning to retire?" someone on the bandit side wondered.

Roger nodded secretly: "It must be the real Sigma who defeated the imposter, just like he said when he was drinking earlier."

Everyone has different thoughts.

But with Sigmar defeated by Sieg, the voices of opposition gradually subsided.

Roger felt he had achieved his goal and his fighting spirit waned.