Marine’s Thunder God of One Piece

"...I don't agree with this treatment plan. His illness maintains a delicate balance. Once broken, the end is unpredictable!"

"But letting it go is waiting for death!"

"His internal organs have begun to fail on a large scale. If he doesn't try, a heart attack alone will kill him!"

"Professor Li, what do you think?"

"I......"

In the hospital office, a group of experts was arguing over a certain boy. Some suggested a risky rescue, while others suggested defending instead of attacking.

But no matter what the idea is, there is a cruel fact that cannot be changed.

"With the current level of medical treatment in the world, it is difficult!"

"Yeah?"

The middle-aged man seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and nodded: "Thank you doctor."

When he came to the door of the ward, the middle-aged man put his hand on the doorknob, unable to move for a long time.

After a while, he sorted out his emotions and pushed the door open.

"Yo, Ron! How are you feeling today?"

The tense atmosphere in the ward did not get better with his playful greeting.

Glancing at his own son who was standing aside and bowing his head in silence, the middle-aged man's expression darkened.

"Shouldn't you..."

"He didn't slip up, uncle."

On the hospital bed, Ron put down the comic book in his hand and smiled.

"I just wrote down the medicine I took every day, and then I found some corresponding things in my head based on my memory, and asked him for confirmation."

The middle-aged man was silent, and almost forgot that apart from his unreasonable luck, this young man also had that unreasonable mind!

However, it is such a young man with a bright future, why does he have to endure such suffering?

God, are you really fair?

He was given all unimaginable talents, but his life was taken back.

"At first I was curious, what happened to me, because apart from a small number of anti-cancer targeted drugs, there are some messy things in those drugs."

"Considering that this is not an eight o'clock drama, the problem can only be found in myself...so I drew a lottery."

Speaking of this, Ron's expression became silent: "One life and one death, a total of 29 times, I have drawn all the dead lottery!"

"Ron, actually..."

The middle-aged man opened his mouth to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say. After opening his mouth, he continued to remain silent on the spot.

"Don't worry uncle, I won't give up hope."

On the contrary, Ron laughed optimistically: "Regardless of whether there is any result or not, if even I give up hope, then the efforts of you and the doctor will really be meaningless."

"I don't want to die!"

"So I will work hard to live!"

A month later, the hospital.

The skinny Ron sat on the pillow with difficulty with the help of the nurse. Organ failure had already made him lose the ability to eat, especially the heart problem made him unable to move.

"Help me... turn the page..."

"Let me come!"

The boy banned the nurse and sat aside, attracting Ron's unhappy gaze.

"Actually, I've noticed you are special since I was a child, Ron."

"Whether it's good to learn sports, you are smart, strong, and always give people a sense of security. Although sometimes you are out of tune, there will always be a large group of friends around you... Do you know that you, like this, Puts me under a lot of pressure!"

"So much nonsense...turn the page..."

clatter...

The boy was silent, glanced at the straw hat with a silly grin on the book cover, and turned a page of the manga.

"Do you remember when we were 7 years old, we went to pick mulberries?"

"Remember... what happened?"

"You were also trying to save me that time. You fell from a tree branch and got a big cut on your arm."

The boy said while turning the pages: "The doctor said it would take more than a month to heal the wound where the stitches were removed.

After a week, you've ripped off the gauze. "

Ron: "..."

"What do you want to say..."

"I want to say, I don't care what secrets you have, superpowers or anything else!"

The young man stopped turning the pages of the book and stared at his red eyes: "You are the only brother I am, can you not die?!"

"Didn't you say that this is not the life you want? You want to be more challenging...then give me a good life!"

Hearing this, Ron was silent for a long time and smiled.

"As expected, you have read too many comics... chuuniji is also a disease!"

"Yeah?"

The boy clenched his fists: "Only this time, I don't want you to say that!"

Two months later, the hospital.

Looking at the shriveled body on the hospital bed, the middle-aged man signed the critical illness notice with trembling fingers.

Looking at the boy with a painful face, the middle-aged man patted him on the shoulder.

"You have an exam tomorrow, so go back first."

"No, I'm not leaving!"

"go back!"

The middle-aged man stared at each other, and said incredulously. Speaking of this, he sighed: "If Ron is still conscious, he certainly doesn't want to die in front of you, do you understand?"

"I see."

The boy bit his lip, turned and left slowly.

When he walked away, the middle-aged man sat on the stool, his eyes swept across Ron's skinny face.

"Until the end, are you still using your humanity to suppress your instincts? Ron."

A gust of wind blew by, and the air became solidified.

"You should also feel it. In fact, you are not sick at all... You are just hungry and haven't eaten for a long time."

Crackling!

Suddenly, as his words fell, the light bulbs in the ward flickered and flickered.

A layer of black mist slowly emerged from Ron's body, and rushed towards the middle-aged man like a poisonous snake, but at a critical moment, this layer of black mist stopped moving and was restrained in place by an unknown force.

Regardless of the immediate crisis, the middle-aged man silently took out a cigarette and lit it.

"It's not the food we eat every day, what you need is a living soul!"

A living soul, a living soul!

"Many, many years ago, this world suffered a crisis of annihilation. An extraterrestrial demon came here, turning the earth into a sea of ​​blood, and the sky was covered in scorched smoke."

"Unable to bear the loss of life, the ancestor and his companions used their souls as a guide to defeat the demon and seal it in a baby's body... The demons outside the territory cannot be killed, they can only be sealed."

"However, there is a limit to the lifespan of a person. Once the container dies, although the celestial demon will die for a short time, it will soon be resurrected in the outside world...so every few decades, it is necessary to find a new seal that can withstand the seal. Babies repeat this process over thousands of years, over and over again."

"And the container of this life is you!"

Following the words of the middle-aged man, suddenly, the black mist on Ron's body floated out of thin air, forming a strange face.

The expression on that face is constantly changing, even the appearance is the same.

These are children who have served as sealed containers for thousands of years. After they died, the Heavenly Demon, in order to retaliate, detained the souls of these people and prevented them from rebirth.

Looking at the black mist, the middle-aged man's expression sank: "I thought that the seal for so many years had completely wiped out your demonic thoughts. After all, you haven't appeared once in the past ten years... It really is a disguise." ?"

Heavenly Demon didn't speak, just smiled sideways.

"It seems...you are almost too weak! You in the age of desolation, you can't even break through the aura of this little guy's body protection."

Thousands of years of sealing have allowed each container to gain a lot of merit. Even if they don't know how to practice, this massive amount of merit and vows will form a body-protecting aura on the container, helping them suppress the demons.

But this kind of passive aura is not worth mentioning to the Heavenly Demon in its peak period. It often goes berserk, but now it can't even make a sound, which shows how weak it is.

Taking a puff of cigarette silently, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief: "So, it's time to end this nightmare, so that the tragedy will never happen again."

Pirates of the Navy Thor

Pirates of the Navy Thor