The cracked red magma fell into the frozen ice, two tall and tall figures faced each other in the dense water vapor, and the towering seagull flag swayed overhead.

Marin van Dou, Headquarters of the Navy.

Surrounding the glacial lake are neatly repaired peaks, countless white buildings in a row, brightly lit, and cold-colored stairs stretching upwards, mottled moon frost and silver lamp shadows sprinkled on it, scattered dotted with leading to the navy. The road to the highest palace.

On both sides of the climbing stairs are bare stone piers, on which are tall statues, which seem to be silently telling the history of naval justice.

The statue closest to the edge of the ice lake, painted with black lacquer, is the first marshal of the Navy Headquarters, who single-handedly created the founder of Marin Vando.

"All the statues are pale shades, but this one is spray-dyed the color of night, do you understand why?"

Sakaski glanced at the statues on both sides of the stairs, and his eyes fell back to Aokiji. The other party was also wearing a righteous cloak, but there was a bicycle parked at his feet, which seemed a bit nondescript.

"That's because his hands were stained with too much blood, and the blood condensed into black after precipitation!" Qingzhi looked at the statue, and the moon frost poured on it, making it seem to be alive, even if it was separated by a distance. With the passage of time, he can still feel the **** smell left on it, he said with a frown.

"It was an era of blood and turmoil, but it was also an era when justice could not be sullied!" Sakaski glanced over the statues and looked at the statues lined up behind him. At the top of the long steps, the current Marshal of the Navy Headquarters The figure of the Warring States stood there and looked down.

His eyes seemed to collide in the air for a moment, and then he moved away. Sakaski looked back at the green pheasant, and said deeply and firmly: "You have been in the sun for too long, so long that you have forgotten that the white clothes of justice have settled in It should be solidified black blood, this sea has long been polluted by sin, only by placing your body in the darkness and feeling the cold and biting night of the night, can the dawn of dawn come."

"You can't save the era. Your approach will only exacerbate conflicts and accelerate the world's abyss of destruction." Aokiji obviously does not agree with Sakaski's concept. The justice cast by too cruel means is like an explosion. The magma flooded the earth, leaving behind nothing but scorched earth and ash that filled the air.

Aokiji and the Warring States have the same philosophy. The rotten world can't stand the powerful medicine. That is not medicine, it is the poison of death. At least at the current stage, the naval headquarters must still accept the leadership of the world government.

"Cowardice and withdrawal can only be lingering. Only the ashes can gain new life. This is the price that must be paid."

Aokiji's pupils shrank, he didn't continue to argue, it was meaningless.

"I killed Shiki the Golden Lion!" Sakaski said suddenly, "This is the beginning, and the sins of the past era will end one after another."

Although the Warring States Period had issued tasks to Sakaski and Aokiji, anyone with a discerning eye could see the partiality, and naturally understood that the two tasks were quite different in terms of gold content.

Maintaining the order of the underwater prison and suppressing the riots of prisoners; and suppressing the entire East China Sea and arresting the legendary pirate Flying Admiral Golden Lion Shiki... There seems to be no comparison between the two.

This tacit competition, Sakaski won.

At least that's what Sakaski thinks.

Qing pheasant turned his head and glanced at the Warring States Marshal standing at the top of the stairs. His long goatee remained motionless in the cold wind. He looked at Sakaski indifferently, without the slightest wave in his tone, and spit it out from the gap between his teeth. Three words: "Where's the corpse?"

When he said these words, Sakaski's face turned gloomy, and he clenched his fingers suddenly, a trace of dangerous magma flowing between his fingers.

Facing Sakaski's eyes as if he was going to devour him alive, Aokiji turned a blind eye. He passed by Sakaski's side, and his voice was as mean as a thousand years of ice piercing the latter's eardrum: " A broken rudder, what can't it prove?"

Sakaski's teeth clenched fiercely. He turned his head and stared at the back of the green pheasant walking up the stairs. The cloak of "justice" danced recklessly in the night wind. The figure of the Warring States at the apex was still standing still. , and the cold one is like a dead sculpture.

Beard and angry like countless tentacles dancing, the ghost spider stood not far away to have a panoramic view of the conversation between the two, and his face was also extremely ugly: "What do you mean by Qingzhi?"

Sakaski stared straight at the back of the top of the stairs and disappeared from view. The burning breath exuded from his body seemed to melt the night. He turned his face, and there seemed to be two red swirls in his eyes that could not be seen to the end.

"That's not what Aokiji means, hey..." He licked his dry lips and added, "He's conveying the meaning of the Warring States period!"

The ghost spider smelled an aura that made his heart palpitate from Sakaski's body. He pondered for a while, and asked unwillingly, "The Warring States didn't accept the account, shall we just forget it?"

"Spoofing is the most naive method, it's breaking the rules of the game." Sakaski said with a sneer, "Warring States, he's old!"

"What do you mean?" Ghost Spider didn't know why.

"What's the situation in Alabasta, is there any movement on Yarlin's side?" Sakaski asked after changing the subject.

"Speaking of the news from Alabasta ~lightnovelpub.net~, it's quite strange." Ghost Spider lowered his voice in surprise: "The capital of Albana has become a dead city, and the people of the capital have been killed. A toxin infected into an irrational monster, and the symptoms of infection are very similar to the green plant toxin created by Shiji, the Golden Lion of the East China Sea!"

"Huh?" Sakaski was stunned for a moment, and then asked thoughtfully: "The toxins from the East China Sea have spread to Alabasta. Interesting, what does Yaerlin say?"

"Yarlin's explanation is that this was an unexpected situation, and it was created by Smoker." Ghost Spider answered truthfully.

"Interesting!" Sakaski was noncommittal, he didn't care about Albana's inside story, he cared about more important things, "How is Yaerlin's progress?"

"It's wrapping up!"

The details of the ghost spider are also unclear, but Yaerlin's report on the phone was very brief. With just these four words, he relayed it to Sakaski.

Hearing this, Sakaski raised a meaningful arc at the corner of his mouth. He looked at the ghost spider and said quietly: "Give the rudder of the golden lion Shiji to the Warring States Marshal as a collection. After all, it was left in the same era. The leftovers..."