radicalducati Chapter 1714 The Execution Begins
Chapter 1714 The Execution Begins
The navy's largest flag fluttered in the night wind, and Kisame stood beneath it, looking down at the battlefield below, which resembled a boiling furnace.
At this moment, even a strong person like him, with a firm will and accustomed to life and death, couldn't help but feel his heart surge with emotion.
Something heavy and fiery is growing wildly on this land soaked in blood and fire.
The Warring States period was one step ahead of everyone else. His figure, set against the backdrop of that enormous banner, appeared somewhat lonely, but more so, it exuded a towering and majestic aura.
The moment that flag was raised, it was as if an invisible force swept across the battlefield, and the world below temporarily fell silent.
The sounds of fighting, shouting, and explosions all seemed to be suppressed by that giant flag waving in the wind.
All the sailors, regardless of rank or rank, raised their heads and looked at the figure standing at the forefront of the city wall.
In their eyes, there was weariness, pain, and fear, but more than anything, there was a solemnity of someone who had waited a long time for the final judgment.
They are waiting.
Waiting for this final moment.
The voice of the Warring States Marshal rang out once more.
This time, it wasn't through a loudspeaker Den Den Mushi, but the tragic and powerful voice clearly reached the ears of everyone present and shocked the world through the screen.
"This is an endless war, and our navy has paid too high a price."
"My predecessors and my successors all died on the path of upholding justice."
His gaze seemed to transcend time and space, seeing those familiar faces lying in pools of blood.
"Our predecessors made so many sacrifices, how can we end this war?"
"The cost will be high. Some people will die in this war, and even if they don't die here, they will die somewhere else."
"Everyone will die sooner or later, so why not die meaningfully?"
His words struck like heavy hammer blows into the hearts of every sailor.
Those soldiers, exhausted from the successive battles and contemplating retreat, now had their eyes blazing with renewed fire.
Yes, since I joined the navy and chose this path, I have long since disregarded life and death.
"If we don't wipe out all the pirates, the war will go on forever." Sengoku's voice suddenly rose, carrying a heart-wrenching determination.
"Our descendants, our great-great-grandchildren, and all our future generations will suffer the same pain we endure today. All the blood we shed and that of our ancestors was shed in vain!"
These words truly resonated with every sailor on the battlefield.
When will this war, which has lasted for hundreds of years, finally end?
The navy has changed generation after generation, and pirate crews have been destroyed one after another. In this endless cycle of bloodshed, no one is a true winner.
Perhaps only those holy lands located at the top of the Red Earth, those high and mighty Celestial Dragons, can gain some benefit from this endless slaughter.
"Today's sacrifice will be remembered by future generations." Sengoku's voice returned to calm, but beneath that calm lay a volcano about to erupt. "You will die and I will die, but we will die meaningfully."
"To die for a better future, to carry on the Navy's justice—!"
He roared out his last words, and the power and will in his voice shook the entire Marineford.
His gaze shifted to Ace, who was kneeling in the center of the execution platform. "Whether Roger was a sinner in history or not, history will give a fair evaluation."
He took a deep breath, suppressing all his hesitation and complex emotions deep within his heart.
"Let this world move towards a new future, the execution begins—!"
When the Warring States period uttered these final, resolute words, it also represented the final declaration of war, pushing this already extremely brutal war into an even more frenzied climax!
"Naval justice!!!"
"kill!!!"
"Stop them!"
Some of the naval soldiers were so moved by these words that they couldn't help but raise their weapons and shout loudly.
They charged madly at the pirates who tried to disrupt the execution process, using their bodies, weapons, and lives to build a Great Wall of flesh and blood.
The Navy is going to execute the son of the Pirate King Roger in front of the whole world!
Upholding the Navy's justice from beginning to end!
The two executioners standing behind Ace listened to the deafening and inspiring shouts from below.
And from the pirates, there was a frenzied shouting and cursing, the voices of tens of thousands of people intertwined and converged into a destructive torrent of sound, which could not be described as merely noisy.
This is the voice of history.
Although these two executioners had never witnessed such an epic scene, they were honored to be a part of history and to stand here at this moment.
Even if I die on this execution platform, what does it matter?
History will leave them with a picture.
The spear that had been aimed at Ace's chest was raised high, its gleaming tip pointed at Ace's heart from behind.
Another heavy battle axe hung above Ace's neck, its sharp blade reflecting a chilling gleam in the moonlight.
Two executioners were ready.
Their faces showed neither fear nor hesitation, only a solemn sense of mission to accomplish this epic moment.
These two executioners were no ordinary people; they were carefully selected by the Navy and were experienced executioners.
Their hands were stained with the blood of countless pirates captured by the Navy, and their murderous aura was so intense it was almost tangible; they were true veteran killers.
Seeing those two deadly weapons hanging behind Ace, everyone who cared about him—the Whitebeard Pirates crew, Luffy, and Sabo—had their eyes practically pop out of their sockets.
"The Warring States Period—!"
With a roar that seemed to come from an ancient behemoth, filled with boundless rage, Edward Newgate strained his throat and screamed with all his might, "I won't let you have your way!"
"Ace is my son. I will not let Roger down. No one can let him die today!"
Meanwhile, in the sky, Luffy's signature joyful smile had completely vanished.
His originally cheerful and carefree demeanor was gradually covered by a deep gloom.
The person you care about has to die in front of you.
Even in Nika form, his powerful emotional influence and optimistic spirit couldn't make him happy at all.
The rage of impending loss of someone important surged wildly within him like magma, "Ace—!"
Luffy suddenly straightened up in mid-air, his eyes, which had been smiling like crescent moons, now widened and turned bloodshot. "I'm here to save you!"
His legs were slightly bent in the air, and the power of the Gum-Gum Fruit was pushed to its limit, ready to rush forward like a cannonball at any moment to save his sworn brother.
Below, Whitebeard slowly raised his left hand, which was not holding the naginata Murakumogiri.
A pure white glimmer gradually covered his entire arm. It wasn't the black of Armament Haki, but the transparent shockwave from the activation of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit's power.
This is the power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit after its awakening. He can no longer be merciful to the Marines. Even if Whitebeard intended to minimize bloodshed, he couldn't just stand by and watch Ace die before his eyes.