One Piece: Starting with the execution of Pirate King Roger

He knelt down with a thud, waving his hands frantically, his voice trembling with tears: "Yes! Of course!!"

He whirled around and roared at the group of terrified pirates behind him, "What the hell are you standing there for?! Quick! Hand over all the money! All the treasure! To this... no! To these two lords!! Hurry up!!"

A few minutes later, Ryan and Smoker walked out calmly, carrying several heavy boxes, amidst the awe-inspiring gazes of everyone in the tavern.

A rough calculation shows that this pirate crew has nearly 30 million Berries in cash.

After purchasing a bunch of supplies, Rein and his companion walked back to the port. Smoker was still puzzled. "Rein!" he asked in a low voice, extremely dissatisfied, "What the hell are you doing? Why didn't you just kill them all? Don't you hate living pirates the most?"

“Smoker, don’t forget who we are,” Ryan replied calmly.

Smoker was taken aback: "What identity?"

“A missing person,” Ryan glanced at him. “Our script is that he’s a poor recruit who was knocked unconscious and kidnapped by that devil Clark with a five-hundred-million-dollar bounty, and barely escaped with his life.”

"If we commit a massacre in Mogu Town and some photos are taken, it will be difficult to explain later?"

Smoker was instantly speechless.

“A massacre would be too high-profile and would attract unnecessary attention, which wouldn’t be worth it.” Rein weighed the money box in his hand. “But in a place like Mogu Town, when pirates fight each other and the boss and first mate are killed by two newcomers who want to take over, that’s called infighting. It’s a normal death indicator that happens here every day.”

"Nobody will care, and it won't make the newspapers. This is the best way to ensure we don't get exposed, understand?"

Smoker's face darkened; though still displeased, he could only admit that Ryan's logic was impeccable.

Chapter 72 Rushing to the Sky Island

On the deck, the scholars looked at the boxes of supplies that had just been brought up and quickly went up to help count and move them.

Seeing this, Smoker stopped interfering and instead walked over to Ryan and asked:

"Hey, how exactly do we get to the Sky Island? We need some direction, right?"

"Oh, right." Rein seemed to just remember, raised his wrist, pulled up his sleeve, revealing an ordinary Log Pose that he had just casually picked up from the Giant Bull Pirates.

The two looked down at the same time. The next second, Smoker's expression froze.

The compass needle, which should have pointed to the next island on the Grand Line, was now defying all common sense about navigation, pointing straight up!

"This...?!" Smoker looked stunned, instinctively reaching out to tap the glass dome. "Why is it pointing to the sky?!"

“No, it’s not broken.” Ryan’s voice was calm. “It refers to our destination.”

He pulled down his sleeve to cover the pointer, offering no further explanation, and simply gazed at the unknown sea ahead.

……

After sailing for most of the day, the ship arrived at the designated sea area indicated by the pointer.

Here, the record in Ryan's hand points vertically to the sky.

The surrounding sea was unusually calm, without a single wave, like a giant mirror.

“Mr. Ryan… there’s nothing here…” Dr. Clover walked onto the deck and looked around in confusion.

Smoker frowned as well; this unusual calm was more unsettling than a raging storm.

Ryan walked to the bow of the ship and stood facing the wind.

He spoke calmly, his voice carrying throughout the entire ship: "Hold on tight."

"Sauro, hold the helm steady, no matter what happens, don't let go!"

"Smoker, use your abilities to restrain all the scholars on deck!" "Ms. Olvia, take Robin back to the cabin and lock the door!"

The command was clear and swift. Robin, though curious, obediently let his mother pull him back into the cabin. Saul used his massive body to hold down the rudder, while Smoker released smoke that bound the scholars on deck like seatbelts.

Amidst everyone's astonished and uncertain gazes, Renn pulled out the antique-looking "small weather pot" from his pocket.

“Accumulated clouds and towering ocean currents must also be a type of weather,” Renn muttered to himself.

Then the lid of the pot was lifted.

"call--!!"

A powerful vortex of air shot out from the spout of the kettle and soared into the sky!

The calm sky seemed to have been enraged.

In just a few seconds, the weather changed dramatically! Dark clouds that blotted out the sky gathered from all directions, pressing down from above, turning day into night in an instant!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sea beneath their feet began to tremble violently! A terrifying ocean whirlpool, hundreds of meters in diameter, rapidly formed beneath the ship!

The whirlpool seemed to swallow the entire sea, with towering waves that even made the air tremble, emitting a roar like that of an ancient beast!

"Waaaaaahh ...

"The ship is being sucked in!!"

The scholars screamed in terror.

"Hold on tight!!" Saul roared, using his giant strength to firmly hold onto the rudder and resist the terrifying suction that threatened to tear the ship apart.

The ship was caught in the center of the whirlpool, its hull rocking violently and creaking under the strain.

Just when everyone thought the ship was about to break apart in the whirlpool—

The world suddenly fell silent.

All the wind, waves, whirlpools, and roars seemed to vanish in an instant, leaving the sea surface eerily smooth, like a mirror.

This bizarre transition from extreme motion to extreme stillness caused everyone to experience temporary hearing loss and dizziness.

"...It's over?" Smoker was just about to breathe a sigh of relief.

“No.” Renn’s voice was calm but incredibly serious. “Hurry up, this is just the beginning!”

boom--!!!!!!

Before the words were even finished, an indescribable surge of seawater, like a tectonic plate eruption, suddenly gushed forth from beneath the ship! It was a colossal white pillar, hundreds of meters in diameter, seemingly connecting heaven and earth!

Lifted by this terrifying, earth-shattering force, the ship suddenly soared into the sky!

"Waaaaaaaahh ...

The ship hovered almost vertically above the water column, hurtling towards the clouds with speeds exceeding those of cannonballs! The whistling sound of the air was so sharp it pierced eardrums, and the immense overload pressure nearly made the scholars faint.

Robin stood by the cabin window, her face pale, watching the clouds rushing past outside. This was crazier than any story she had ever read in the adventure diaries!

Amidst the violent tremors, the ship suddenly broke through an incredibly thick cloud curtain.

Suddenly, everything turned white. The ship sank abruptly, as if it had plunged from the seabed into the "surface" of another world.

The surrounding area was filled with damp, cold mist, and the deck was instantly submerged by the white fog and cloud water.

"Cough cough..." Smoker wiped the moisture from his face and looked around in shock.

As the ship slowly came to a stop due to inertia, the moisture on the deck gradually dissipated, revealing the full view of the sea of ​​clouds to everyone.

It was a vast, boundless white plain.

As far as the eye could see, the horizon was completely covered by solidified, wave-like clouds that stretched to the sky.

Sunlight streamed through gaps in the clouds, reflecting a pearly luster and painting an ethereal, sacred scene between heaven and earth. Several strangely shaped sky fish swam curiously past the ship's side.

"This...this is..." Dr. Clover trembled as he took off his glasses. "The sky...there really is a sea." Olvia and Robin also came out of the cabin. Robin leaned on the ship's railing, curiously activating her Devil Fruit ability to reach out and touch the soft "sea of ​​clouds," her little face filled with awe.

"Heso!"

A somewhat comical sound came from the sky.

Everyone looked up sharply and saw a knight dressed in medieval armor, holding a long spear, riding a strange bird with wings like a pegasus, slowly descending from the clouds.

"Is that a Pegasus?" Saul asked in surprise.

“Ah la la,” the knight landed on the deck and stared at the huge Qinghai ship before him, a giant and a group of strangely dressed people, and was also stunned. “How rude of me… It has been many years since we have had any guests from Qinghai.”

He removed his helmet, revealing the face of a kind old man: "I am Gan Fall, the Sky Knight of this place. Welcome to... the White Sea."

Dr. Clover, acting as their representative, immediately stepped forward and explained to Gan Fall that they were scholar refugees seeking asylum.

Gan Fall was a kind-hearted man, and upon hearing of O'Hara's plight, he immediately expressed his sympathy.

“I see, you have met with misfortune…” He sighed, then looked troubled. “However, the ‘Kingdom of Gods’ that I govern is just a small island in the sea of ​​clouds, and I’m afraid… it cannot accommodate so many of you.”

“We’re not going to Skepia,” Ryan’s calm voice interrupted him.

Renn's gaze had already pierced through the sea of ​​clouds, landing on the vast, boundless land shrouded in mist not far away—Apayado. He knew that it was the ruins of Shandora, and a place truly suitable for scholars.

“We’re going to that land,” Renn said, pointing to Apayado.

Gan Fall's face instantly changed! "No!!" he immediately exclaimed, his expression more serious than ever before. "That's Apayado! It's the sacred land that the indigenous Shandian people have protected for generations!"

"They are extremely hostile to outsiders, regarding us as invaders! Even I cannot get close! A landing by a large ship like yours will definitely trigger a war!"

Ryan ignored his advice. Meeting Gan Fall's anxious gaze, he calmly gave the order to those behind him:

"Sauro, take the helm. Full speed ahead, land on that land."

"Hey! Stop right now!" Gan Fall frantically circled in the air on Pierre. "You'll die!!"

Chapter 73, can we talk about it now?

The ship broke through the cloud boundary of Apayado and slammed heavily against the solid island cloud shore. Renn was the first to jump off the ship, followed closely by the scholars who disembarked one by one, curiously observing this unknown land.

call out--!

A flaming spear hurtled through the air with a piercing whistle, and with a "thud," it embedded itself deeply in the ground half a meter in front of Renn's feet, the spearhead still trembling violently!

The atmosphere froze instantly.

Raine slowly raised his head. From the shadows of the jungle ahead, dozens of pairs of eyes, filled with cold hostility, slowly lit up.

"Get out of Apayado!" The voice of the Shandia warriors was as ancient and furious as the land itself: "Invaders!"

A cold, furious roar, accompanied by the flaming spear still trembling in the ground, echoed along the edge of Apayado's jungle.

Chief Shandia, a resolute old warrior, spear in hand, emerged from the shadows with dozens of guerrilla fighters. They exuded a fierce aura, each pair of eyes fixed intently on the invaders.

Sauro was the first to step forward, raising his hands in an attempt to explain, "We mean no harm! We're here to seek refuge!"

However, Chief Shandia simply didn't believe it. He had endured too much oppression, and in his view, this enormous ship that had fallen from the sky, and this giant, must be in league with Gan Fall of the Kingdom of God.

"Another group of invaders from the Kingdom of God!" The chief pointed his spear at the largest of the group, Sauro. "Apayado does not welcome you! Get out of here now, or don't blame us for being impolite!"

"Hey, old man, are you sure you're not mistaken about something?"

Smoker walked out with a dark expression, two cigars dangling from his mouth, and exhaled a heavy puff of smoke.

As a naval officer, he instinctively loathed this indiscriminate hostility and could not tolerate the threat posed by these primitive people.

"I don't care what kind of bullshit territory this is!" Smoker roared, his shoulders swaying, and his lower body instantly turned into billowing smoke.

"White smoke!"

He charged toward Chief Shandia like an arrow released from a bow, attempting to capture the king in one fell swoop before trying to reason with him.

Faced with that terrifying cloud of smoke, Chief Shandiya showed no sign of panic.

Just as Smoker's smoke hand was about to touch him, the chief calmly pulled a peculiar seashell from his waist.

"Huh? A seashell?"

Smoker sneered inwardly. He assumed it was just some kind of primitive throwing weapon.

Out of his naval combat skills, he did not rely entirely on elemental transformation, but instead covered his arms with Armament Haki, preparing to subdue the opponent in one fell swoop with his physical form and withstand the opponent's ridiculous counterattack.

He didn't even bother to dodge and charged straight at them.

"Impact Shell!" the chief roared, aiming at Smoker's materialized arm, and suddenly pointed the shell in his hand at him!

"boom--!!!!!"

A terrifying shockwave, visible to the naked eye, suddenly erupted!

"what?!"

Smoker's pupils constricted sharply! He felt as if he had crashed not into a seashell, but into an erupting volcano!

That power was so pure and domineering!

Smoker's hastily summoned Armament Haki was instantly torn apart like paper by this terrifying impact!