Marineford, cold storage.
Admiral Atlas gently pushed open the heavy door, and the frost-white cold air swept out, covering his pure white suit.
clatter!!
He stepped into the empty room, and the crisp sound of his heels echoed around him for a long time.
"That guy Aokiji has pretty good application skills in daily life."
Atlas looked around at the frost-white world. Snowflakes were falling, forming thick layers of ice on the ground. Hot mist came out of his mouth as he spoke.
This cold storage is the creation of Aokiji's ability.
As a Awakened user of Ice-Ice Fruit, it is easy to permanently change the climate environment, and it is naturally easy to create a top-notch icehouse.
The surrounding area of the cold storage had been cleared, leaving only the central location empty.
A huge straw hat was quietly placed in the center, filling the entire icehouse, and covered with white frost.
"Is this the so-called national treasure? It doesn't look like much."
He strode forward.
He bent his fingers slightly and tapped on the straw hat, making a 'dong-dong-dong' sound.
"It seems that this is one of the alien civilizations that the giant kingdom got from the space pirates."
Atlas turned the entire straw hat over with one hand. The solid texture fell to the ground, causing a strong shock. The frost on the ceiling fell one after another and hit his robe.
The whole body is made of unknown metal, but it has the characteristics of gold. The technology is obviously not the style of the pirate world.
Because this thing is a space flying saucer!
The control room and cockpit inside are intact, and the existence of the Star Destroyer Cannon can even be seen.
The format is a bit like Pluton, but obviously much more advanced than Pluton.
There is a high probability that Pluton is a copy of this thing.
"Now, let's give this little thing to that guy Vegapunk to study."
He whispered and decided the fate of this flying saucer.
Previously, the World Government had allowed Vegapunk to do research for them willingly. In addition to force hijacking, advanced alien technology was naturally within the scope of the promise.
Otherwise, with Vegapunk's stubborn temper, how could he be convinced so easily?
Geniuses are often tied to lunatics.
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Sea Circle Calendar 1519.
The highly publicized execution took place at Marine Headquarters.
On the towering execution platform, Kaido of the Beasts, Charlotte Linlin, Red-Haired Shanks, the Five Elders who once stood at the top of the world's power, CP0...
Their hands and feet were shackled with thick restraints, their eyes were numb, and they stared blankly at the blue sky and sea in front of them.
Not far away, there was a multi-camera imaging Den Den Mushi pointed at them.
This scene would be broadcast live to all parts of the world.
These guys once...were all people who stood at the top of the sea!!
Somewhere in the New World.
Beckman and his team, who had been dismissed by Shanks, gathered together and stared in disbelief at the picture projected by the Den Den Mushi in front of them.
"This is...boss?!"
Lucky Roux stopped stuffing food into his mouth and stared blankly at the disheartened Shanks. The chicken drumstick in his hand suddenly lost its taste.
Although they had already known Shanks' fate in the Marine's announcement, the real scene before their eyes still made it difficult for them to accept.
"Vice Captain! Are we going to Marineford?"
"Yes, allowing the captain to be executed by the Marine is not what a qualified Pirate should do, right?"
"Yes, the bond between us cannot be ended by simply disbanding."
At this time, no one was entangled in Shanks' identity.
There is also a series of operations such as the sudden disbandment of the pirate group and the recruitment of Mariejois alone.
Beckman silently took a sip from the cigarette in his mouth and puffed out white mist. "Do you know why the boss wanted to disband us before he left?"
Everyone was silent.
Beckman did not dwell on the answer but said something seemingly irrelevant, "Shanks is a Celestial Dragon, you... should know that, right?"
"Now, let's think about how to survive in the future! The Marine's actions definitely don't stop there, especially under the leadership of that man..."
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East Blue, Loguetown.
Colonel Randall sat cross-legged at the front of the school grounds, staring eagerly at the screen above.
The cloudy eyes were filled with tears.
Next to him is Wright, who has been promoted to lieutenant colonel.
Behind them are the Marines with solemn eyes and pride, holding their heads high and posing proudly.
The current Marine Fleet Admiral came from their Loguetown!
"I witnessed with my own eyes that man started at the so-called era of great pirates, and now, I can finally see this era of chaos come to an end before I retire. I have no regrets..."
Randall's eyes wandered over the execution platform.
The era of great pirates begins in Loguetown.
The Marine era was started by Marine from Loguetown.
The eye of fate seems to always be watching this little Loguetown.
Wright also expressed emotion and sighed: "Fleet Admiral Atlas also fainted at the gate of the base at that time. Maybe this is fate."
"Maybe..."
Randall smiled, then seemed to remember something, and said earnestly to Wright: "I will retire next year, and then there is a high probability that the headquarters will parachute a colonel from the base here.
You should assist him well, this is related to the previously established plan to clean up the world."
The Four Seas Cleanup Plan is a strategy initiated by Atlas after he took office as Fleet Admiral.
As for the return of the four seas and the merging of the islands with the mainland, only Marine's senior executives know about it for the time being, and it has not been extended to the middle and lower levels, so Randall doesn't know about it either.
"Don't worry, I still know myself. This kind of important task is not something I can take on. I just hope that the commander will be someone easy to get along with." Wright shook his head with a wry smile.
He still knew his own qualifications well. Being able to serve as a lieutenant colonel in the base was for Atlas's sake. It was absolutely impossible to command a base.
"Hahahaha! I don't know who will come, but there is a high probability that it will be a young man. Just be patient and considerate when the time comes. I think it won't be too difficult for you."
Randall smiled and patted Wright on the shoulder, feeling relaxed all over.
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Grand Line, on a deserted island somewhere.
The two old men were lying comfortably on the beach, but the combination was quite strange.
A gray-haired disabled man, a human man with all his limbs cut off.
The warm sunshine hits them, and when they look up, they see the blue sky and white clouds.
Suddenly, a large group of shadows obscured their sight.
"so big..."
The white-haired old man murmured subconsciously.
"Something's wrong, Rayleigh!"
The visitor didn't care but threw a newspaper at the white-haired uncle's face. "I haven't been paying attention to the movements on the sea recently. Something happened to little Shanks. No, it should be said that the whole world is about to change!"
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