Domineering Pirate King

The bright sunlight shines through the dappled leaves, circles the flat land, and the turquoise spring overflows with vitality under the breeze, filling the entire forest.

In a clearing in the forest, green grass, a young man dressed in a power suit, with short black hair facing the sky, a small face full of toughness, and a thick tree stump in front of him.

Concentration, luck, punches, all in one go.

Sweating profusely, the young man only felt that his physical strength was passing extremely quickly, his arms seemed to be slowly poured into the lead sand, and his movements became sluggish, but the feeling and momentum of his movements were still fierce.

"Little ghost, okay, why are you working so hard?" An old voice came from the quiet forest, and then, an old man in a gray robe with white eyebrows and beard walked out on crutches, looking at the young man's flushed little face, he couldn't help but shake his head, but the corners of his mouth were a smile of satisfaction.

The boy didn't seem to notice the gray-robed old man's arrival, and focused on the stump in front of him, striking a thousand times a day, which was the lesson he had set for himself two days ago.

The gray-robed old man was not angry at the boy's ignorance, he found a piece of ground, dusted off the dust on it, sat down cross-legged, watched the boy's movements, and looked very amiable with a smile on his face.

After a long time, the sweaty young man, who had lost all his strength, leaned back and lay on the ground, his eyes so tired that he couldn't open his eyes, his breath was like a cow, the expression on his face was painful, mixed with a hint of psychological comfort and satisfaction.

The sun fell from the sky, sprinkled on the young man's face, refracted a different kind of luster, the young man seemed to ease up, and had some strength to speak, he turned his head to look at the gray-robed old man on the side, his little face was full of apologies: "I'm sorry, grandpa!"

The gray-robed old man twisted his beard with his hand, and said with a smile: "You stinky boy, I finally noticed the old man, come, tell my grandfather, why did the bastard boy who was playing wantonly in this forest and arrogant as the king two days ago suddenly practice so hard?"

The young man flattened his mouth, a trace of sadness crossed his immature face, and then he said, "Grandpa, I went down the mountain two days ago and saw a group of pirates entering the town. "

"Well, I know about this, didn't all the pirates get driven away in the end?, but what does this have to do with you?" the gray-robed old man smiled, his eyes deep and distant, and a hint of relief drifted through.

"Grandpa, you don't know, you don't know, a lot of people are dead, a lot of people are lying in pools of blood, there are screams everywhere, the fire is everywhere, it's like... It's like the end of the world is coming......"

As he spoke, the young man's eyes were red and full of blood, and the young man's limbs danced wildly, as if he was resisting something terrible.

Seeing that little face was occupied by a painful expression that did not belong to his age, the gray-robed old man sighed softly.

A gust of wind blew, the branches swayed, the leaves rustled, and an inexplicable sound came from the sky, ethereal to the ears, soothing the young man's restless heart, and the blood in his eyes gradually faded.

"Grandpa......" The young man muttered as he looked at the old man who was as steady as a mountain.

"Child, maybe one day this world will be more evil, in order to avoid the destruction of life and the scourge of demons, are you willing to stand up when the time comes?" The voice of the old man in the robe came faintly, but there was no doubt, as if in the next second, this world would be invaded by evil.

"Grandpa, I'll ......"

Hitting the stump a thousand times had already brought great fatigue to the young man's body, and the terrible memories made the young man's whole body instantly nervous, and now the gray-robed old man was by the young man's side, which made him much more relaxed.

As the tense nerves relaxed, tiredness and sleepiness rushed in like a tidal wave, enveloping the boy.

After a while, the boy fell asleep.

The gray-robed old man looked at the young man's lovely sleeping face, hooked the corners of his mouth, stretched out his palm and brushed the young man's face, the sweat and smoke all disappeared, and the young man's sleeping face looked much cleaner.

The gray-robed old man raised his head and cast his gaze into the boundless sky, his gaze was deep, but full of firm conviction.

"Come on, the demon is born, the god of war comes, and the flame in the blood will not be extinguished......"

The sound of small pieces of sound reached the young man's ears along with the breeze in the forest.

......

The demonized Luffy fought against Whitebeard and Sengoku, with black hair flying, cold light frequently appearing in his bloody eyes, and his handsome face had no expression or temperature, looking at everyone as if he was looking at ants.

Touched by this, Karp's dusty memories were constantly stimulated, and the sounds, colors, and images were vividly displayed in Karp's mind.

"Is there really a demon in this world?"

Karp couldn't believe that he would say such a thing, looking at Luffy's appearance, the thoughts in his heart gradually became firmer, and there seemed to be a voice in his heart forcing him: Go and destroy him!

But at the same time, another voice kept reminding himself that it was not a demon, it was his grandson, and that was his own grandson with his own blood flowing in his body!

Under the pressure of the two voices, Karp fell to his knees on the execution table in agony, his hands covering his ears, and a painful expression appeared on his face.

The demonized Luffy, controlled by the power of the demon god, burst out with unparalleled power, and Sengoku and Whitebeard tried their best to suppress Luffy, but they knew that this state would not last long.

Luffy's momentum is rising, and the power he shows is getting stronger and stronger, there seems to be no upper limit, maybe others don't know, but Rose knows, Luffy is now completely controlled by the power of the demon god, originally his physical body couldn't exert the full power of the power of the demon god, but now Luffy has handed over his physical body to the power of the demon god.

Legend has it that in addition to the vigorous vitality of the demon god, the biggest characteristic is that the destructive heart is extremely serious.

Even if you can't use all your power, the power of the demon god still goes its own way, and if the power is not controlled by people, it will devour the host, so now the powerful power shown by Luffy is all the power of the demon god in the body, it destroys Luffy's body, forcibly oppresses Luffy's body, overdraws Luffy's potential and vitality, and maximizes the power of the demon god.

If this state continues, Luffy will only be left dead.

"No, we must not continue like this!" Rose in the distance looked at Luffy's powerful posture of swallowing the world, and her heart became more and more worried, and the color of worry had been revealed from her blue eyes, "Everyone, you stay here, I'm going to save Luffy!"

Nami listened and said hurriedly, "Rose, can I go with you?"

Rose glanced at Nami, shifted her gaze, looked at Zoro, Usopp, Vivi, Robin and others, sighed softly, and said, "I know you are worried about Luffy, but only I can do this, don't worry, I will definitely bring Luffy and our captain back safely, trust me!"

Without waiting for everyone to respond, Rose turned and walked resolutely towards the center of the storm, leaving a determined back.

For some reason, Nami and the others looked at Rose's back, and their hearts were slightly touched, and the dust drifted by, and the back was hidden. _

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