Pirates: I will first max out the domineering color if I am not dead

As soon as these words came out, they were blown away by the wind, but Dorag's pupils suddenly shrank.

"king."

"Too much!"

Xia Le smiled faintly, his eyes fixed on Dorag below.

"One is enough, isn't it?"

Dorag was silent, and there was no response for a long time.

"Boom!"

Lightning flashes and thunder roars.

At some point, Xia Le's figure on the execution platform disappeared.

As a gust of wind blew past, Dorag also left, as if he had never been there.

After a while, in a remote alley, a figure in green clothes and hat walked quickly.

"Do you have such an ambition?"

"Destroy Marijoa and replace the Twenty Kings?"

"So, you want to create a new era of peace, or..."

Dorag's eyes suddenly became sharp.

"To build a world that is more brutal, dark, and corrupt than theirs!"

While walking quickly, Dorag was thinking quickly in his mind.

"So, you stay in the Navy."

"Is it because the Navy has the largest and most powerful force in the world?"

Suddenly, Dorag looked forward.

I saw the entire sky was split into two halves by a golden lightning, extending all the way to the distant sea.

"Thunder and lightning represent supreme authority!"

"In myths and legends, that is the power of the Lord of the Gods!"

As the lightning flashed, Dorag's expression changed from gloomy to bright.

He suddenly realized that the other party's ambitions might have an impact on the future world that was beyond his imagination.

Night falls quickly.

That night, Xia Le's team did not find any other people trying to attack the cage.

Compared to last night, it was a quiet night.

In a blink of an eye, the second day arrived.

"Quick! Everyone head to the execution platform!"

"Xia Le, you come with us and escort Roger."

At five o'clock in the morning, Zefa came to them.

Everyone could clearly feel the tense atmosphere at this time, and everyone knew very well what day it was.

"Yes!"

Xia Le nodded.

He followed Zefa into the place where Roger was imprisoned and soon saw Roger at this moment.

From the outside, the other party did not show any fear or mental breakdown. Instead, when he saw him, he greeted him with a smile.

On the road, Zefa was on the left, Xia Le was on the right, Roger was walking in front, and behind him were two teams of serious-looking prison guards.

"Any last words, Roger?"

Everyone's steps were steady, neither fast nor slow, Xia Le suddenly asked.

Zefa stood aside and seemed not to hear.

"Last words?"

Roger smiled slightly, and his moustache twitched above his lips.

"People are dying, what's the point of leaving a last will?"

There was a pause.

"but."

"If there's anything you want to say, then."

"Take good care of the knife at your waist for me!"

Xia Le was stunned, then sighed softly.

"Ace?"

Roger grinned and looked at the rising sun above the sea.

"Ace!"

"In the future, he will see a world that I cannot see!"

Xia Le grasped the hilt of the long sword at his waist with his right hand, and then slowly let go.

"I'll let him see it."

Hearing this, Roger grinned.

A moment later, Garp and Sengoku arrived and joined the team.

Everyone's steps were still steady. Roger, who was in the middle, had shackles on his hands and feet, which made clinking sounds as he walked. He walked slowly towards the execution platform.

On the streets of Rogue Town, more and more people were walking around, looking at the scene out of curiosity, excitement, or excitement.

"Roger!"

"Is that the Pirate King Roger?"

Chapter 82 Last Words

On both sides of the street, there were a large number of naval forces maintaining order.

Sengoku, Garp, Zephyr, and Xia Le were surrounding Roger and escorting him to the execution platform in the central park.

Behind them was the elite navy with serious expressions and alertness.

At the same time, in the alleys of the surrounding blocks, a large number of naval troops were running quickly towards the execution platform.

"Quick! Enter the deployment area in advance!"

"Today is the day of Roger's execution. No mistakes are allowed!"

The leading officers shouted in a low voice.

Every sailor's face was filled with tension and solemnity.

Today is a significant day for the Navy, and it has far-reaching implications for the entire world.

It can be said that the eyes of the whole world are focused on this small town.

Among the crowd not far from Roger, faces with different expressions were all staring at Xia Le and others.

"Admiral Zephyr of the Marine Headquarters, Sengoku!"

"Navy hero, Vice Admiral Garp!"

"Capture Roger, Lieutenant General Xia Le of the Golden Lion!"

"This defensive lineup is invincible!"

"Even the craziest guy would not choose to disrupt the execution ground under such a lineup!"

"I heard that some people tried to sneak into the prison where Roger was imprisoned two days ago, but they disappeared in the end."

Discussions rang out among the crowd, and this morning in Rogue Town seemed extremely lively.

The crowd followed Xia Le and others and moved forward very slowly. When everyone gathered on the high execution platform in Central Park, the sun had already risen completely above the sea level.

"Xia Le, maintain order at the scene!"

Zhan Guo whispered.

Xia Le understood what he meant, nodded, and separated from the team escorting Roger to join Kuzan and others who had already taken their positions and were standing on the stage speaking.

He glanced around and saw that the Central Park and even the nearby blocks were already packed with people.

Judging from the aura that many of them carry and their scarred faces, they are all pirates or guys from the forces of darkness.

Silently, he opened up the field.

Sure enough, he soon found some familiar guys.

Not far behind him was a young man with eyes as sharp as an eagle's.

It is none other than the future world's greatest swordsman, Djordje Mihawk!

Looking to one side, a tall figure in the crowd particularly attracted people's attention. He was not fat, but looked very strong, with a confident smile on his face.

Moonlight Moria.

And a man who was standing at the entrance of a street some distance away from the execution platform, looking at this place.

Don Quixote Doflamingo.

Further away, hiding in the crowd, there was a man in green clothes and a hat. When he noticed the attention of his field, he raised his head slightly and fixed his eyes on him. He was the leader of the revolutionary army, Dragon.

"There are so many people!"

Xia Le sighed.

"Yes, I'm afraid there is no vacant land in Rogue Town today."

Kuzan nodded in agreement.

Everyone is waiting, waiting for that exciting moment to come.

Time passed by minute by minute. Xia Le stood in the audience. He saw Garp and Zefa step onto the execution platform and begin their speeches under the attention of the world.

This was a formal occasion. Reporters from all over the world were recording and taking pictures from the audience. There were even video Den Den Mushi broadcasting live simultaneously from all directions of the venue, which were transmitted to the whole world.

Sengoku spoke in a calm and steady voice as he recounted Roger's many crimes.

Xia Le and others listened quietly. Compared with the usual meeting content, this was obviously much more lengthy.

It can be seen that the manuscript definitely did not come from a military organization like the Naval Headquarters that strives for simplicity.

Because when he read to the end, even the great general Zhan Guo frowned and the corners of his mouth trembled.

The crowd below had already become impatient.

Finally, when Zhan Guo finished reading the manuscript and let out a long breath, he looked down and said, "Bring Roger up!"

In an instant, the entire Rogue Town fell silent at this moment.

Countless pairs of eyes were staring at the execution platform, waiting for the man to appear.

Escorted by Cap and the jailer, Roger walked in front. He had heavy seastone shackles on his hands and feet. He lowered his head slightly, and his long hair covered his face, making it impossible for people to see his expression at the moment.

"Crench!"

The right foot stepped on the wooden step, followed by the other foot.

The jailer followed behind him, and in front of the eyes of the world, Roger stepped down steadily and lifted himself up again, step by step, until he reached the highest point of the execution platform.

This journey seemed so long, and the waiting was so painful for everyone.

Some people even had sweat on their foreheads and cheeks.

When Roger knelt on his knees at the highest point of the execution platform, next to Zhan Guo, under the strong pressure of the jailer, the whole Central Park and Roger Town were boiling.

"It's Roger!!!"