Warlord Sengoku: Whitebeard, weren’t you dead two years ago? Could it be… Shanks?
Shanks: Hey, hey, Sengoku, I’m not taking the blame for this. If I had the power to revive people, I would have brought back Captain Roger long ago.
Shanks had barely finished speaking when he felt something was wrong.
Captain Roger… just spoke, didn’t he?
Marco: Dad… Are you really alive?
Marco’s voice trembled with excitement.
Heaven knows what they had been through these past two years.
Ever since their father died, their territory was swallowed by Kaido and Blackbeard, they were hunted down, and many of their former comrades were dead.
Whitebeard: No, I’m still existing in a state of ethereal, undead. Perhaps this so-called chatroom pulled my soul back from the Underworld.
Whitebeard was initially enjoying watching Sengoku and the others panic.
But when his son spoke, he didn’t tease them any further.
Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked.
They didn’t expect Roger and Whitebeard to be existing as undead.
This mysterious chatroom could actually pull people’s souls back from the Underworld. It was unbelievable.
But some were filled with joy.
If souls could be pulled into the chatroom from the Underworld, then wouldn’t that mean that they could also resurrect the dead?
For a moment, countless thoughts flooded through everyone’s minds.
Roger: So, you’re dead too, Newgate.
Whitebeard: Hey, Roger, I died twenty years after you.
Roger: Twenty years? It’s been twenty years since I died. Did my final words ignite the flames of the world?
Roger asked excitedly, unable to contain his emotions.
He had used his life as a sacrifice, taking advantage of his execution to ignite the flames within everyone’s hearts, their desire for the sea.
Rayleigh: Without a doubt, you succeeded, Roger. The world was shaken by your words. Countless people set sail for the sea. The era after your death has been named the Great Pirate Era.
At the Sharky Bar in the Sabaody Archipelago, tears welled up in Rayleigh’s eyes as he burst into laughter.
He had never laughed so freely, like the night he had last seen Roger twenty years ago.
This conversation with his old friend, spanning twenty years and transcending the barrier of life and death, filled him with overwhelming excitement.
Sengoku: Hey, hey, enough with the pirate reminiscing and self-praising, Roger.
Akainu: The so-called Great Pirate Era is about to be extinguished by justice. The Yonko Whitebeard has been defeated. Roger’s bloodline of evil has been ended. The Great Pirate Era? Ridiculous.
Whitebeard: How arrogant, you magma brat.
Roger: Ended? The will of generations, the tides of change, the dreams that people pursue. These things cannot disappear, nor can they be ended.
Roger: Try it, if you can, you navy brats.
Rayleigh: Try it, you magma brat.
Sparky Jabba: Try it, you magma brat.
Douglas Bullet: It’s really Captain Roger! I can punch Akainu for you.
Garp: Roger Pirates, those familiar voices. It’s been so long since I heard them. Want to spar with this old man?
Sengoku: We’re not dead yet, you bunch of undead pirates.
Shiki: So what if we’re undead? Once I revive, I’ll be the first to attack Marine Headquarters. I’ll level the entire Marineford.
Garp: I welcome you to try again, Shiki. Last time you cut off your two legs to break free from the seastone, you think I won’t lock up your third leg with seastone this time?
As Garp finished his words.
Everyone who had been imprisoned in Impel Down felt a chill run down their lower bodies.
Having their hands and feet bound was one thing, they could still muster the resolve to cut them off. But having their lower bodies bound… that would be a problem.
Shiki: Damn you, Garp, you old bastard.
Even in his undead form, Shiki couldn’t help but fume with anger.
Garp might look simple and kind, but his words were truly venomous.
Tsuru: Really, at your age you’re still saying things that affect the image of the Marines.
Rocks: This is quite lively. I never imagined that I would see so many familiar faces here.
Rocks’ voice echoed, causing a collective flinch from the pirates and Marines present.
Roger, Whitebeard, and Garp all displayed expressions of annoyance.
While Sengoku and the others showed signs of extreme apprehension.
Although the legends of Rocks had gradually faded over time.
Those who knew him understood his terror. He was a threat to the world, even greater than Roger.
The Five Elders on the Holy Land, Mariejois, began to think about a terrifying possibility.
With this chatroom, Roger and Rocks, beings who knew the world’s secrets, could reveal their long-hidden truths to the world. And they would be completely powerless to stop them.
At the same time, the world government’s greatest enemy, the Revolutionary Army, had also remained silent.
They were biding their time.
Dragon was currently contemplating the impact of this chatroom on the world situation. Would the Revolutionary Army’s plans be affected or disrupted?
The final answer was that it would benefit the Revolutionary Army.
The more chaotic the world, the easier it would be for the Revolutionary Army to overthrow the world government.
The chatroom was lively.
Legendary pirates and legendary Marines were bickering incessantly.
However, after a while, the conversation oddly fell silent.
For they were either undead or alive, but all were imprisoned by a mysterious energy.
All they could do was engage in verbal sparring.
They ended up uttering words that sounded like challenges.
Like Shiki’s, “Wait for me to revive, then I’ll attack Marine Headquarters.”
Roger’s, “Wait for me to revive. Then I’ll crush that magma brat who killed my son.”
Whitebeard’s, “Wait for me to revive and regain my peak strength. Then the magma brat can come fight me again.”
The air of hostility had lessened.
It was at this moment that a grand voice echoed in everyone’s mind once more.
【Movie content loading complete】
【Movie viewers: Double World Revolutionary Army Leaders】
【Movie begins】
When the sound faded.
The black screen in the sky began to glow brighter.
Then, an incredibly clear image emerged, as if it were holographic projection.
【A sunny mountaintop, the cliff face covered in grass, with a dense forest behind it. A gentle breeze blows, and the wings of seagulls cut through the sky】
【Standing at the edge of the cliff is a young man who still looks quite handsome. He wears a black cape, and his hair is wild and unruly】
【Behind him is a middle-aged man with graying temples and an exceptionally burly physique】