() He was wearing broken clothes, a head of decadent yellow hair, a cigar in his mouth, and his eyes were full of downs and downs after being defeated. He really didn't understand why, why every time he defeated himself, he came from the East China Sea. The first time was Roger, and the second time was even more shameful, because the one who defeated him this time was actually a young boy.
But looking back, he had to admit that the little guy could see the figure of an old friend no matter how he looked. He took a sip of a cigar and the golden lion knew that his era was completely over. Looking at the sky above his head, how many times had he dreamed of not taking ordinary roads. When other pirates were trying to rule the sea, he dreamed of ruling the world from the sky. He had this strength and this capital. He ate the Piaofen fruit that others dreamed of, and he had the strength not inferior to the Warring States Period.
Back then, the Warring States Period and Cap destroyed half of Marinford, and then threw him into the city, not to mention that the Warring States Period and Cap did not get any benefits in that battle.
"It's all a thing that heroes don't mention their courage back then. Before I knew it, I have become the remnant party of the times..."
He said decadently, he never thought that his ambition would be extinguished.
But all thoughts were destined to be interrupted, because an old man appeared beside him. He looked around with difficulty and found that the old man seemed to be familiar with him. He just tried hard to recall for a long time, but he didn't expect anything.
Who will it be?
It was an old man with white hair and hair. His forehead was deeply wrinkled, just like the annual rings of trees, showing his age. His eyes were not deep, but he was full of vitality. It seemed that he was also a very energetic guy when he was young. He casually wrapped a beige coat on his body. This outfit not only did not affect his overall temperament, but also made him look more fairy-like with his gray hair and hair.
The old man came to the side of the golden lion and stretched out his hand to point at the golden lion. Even if he wanted to do something, the golden lion could only lie there helplessly and let the old man do it to him. Soon, the broken muscles and bones on his body were reconnected, and the golden lion climbed up from the ground with difficulty. Looking at the old man in front of him who could not figure it out by himself, the golden lion could not have any careless thoughts in his heart.
A master always has a good perception of the strength of the enemy, and can easily understand whether he is the opponent of the other party. It is naturally the same for a person like Golden Lion, and the reason why he is unwilling to offend the old man easily is also very simple.
The Golden Lion believes that he is not the old man's opponent.
"I really didn't expect that the golden lion Shiki, who ruled the sky, was beaten like this by the younger generation."
As soon as the old man opened his mouth, the golden lion felt extremely depressed, but he couldn't do anything, so he could only listen depressedly and be careful. The old man's words were obviously not over yet.
"I really can't imagine that those little guys are so strong... he should be relieved."
"He?" Ski looked at the old man and tried to ask, "Who is he in your mouth?"
"Corn."
Everything fell into silence like this. The old man was silent, recalling the past, recalling the past history full of love, hate, and love, and the past foggy past. As for the Golden Lion, his silence destroyed all his name just for that name. If it weren't for the prophetized tsunami, how could the world be the one who ruled the world? The Golden Lion once thought so, but when he knew that the tsunami had been prophesed, all his unwillingness turned into full admiration for Roger.
With a woman's prophecy, she dared to fight against herself with the combat power of a ship. The Golden Lion asked herself that she did not have that great courage.
It was precisely because of knowing the prophecy that the Golden Lion also knew another guy. Once upon a time, the Golden Lion believed that the times belonged to Roger, but who knew that there was a guy who had been secretly controlling the direction of the times.
He is Cohen.
A name is both an era.
And now, just when the Golden Lion thought that the era was over, he suddenly realized that it seemed that everything had just begun. He didn't understand why a person who had been widely reported and died in the battle to save the world was still alive?
It turns out that the so-called end of the times is just a melody that opens up a more crazy era!
The Golden Lion thought of what the little guy in a straw hat said to him, and before defeating him, what he said: "I must defeat all enemies that are blocking my way forward, because I made an appointment with him to reunite at Ravrud."
A person's influence can last for hundreds of years, allowing three generations to work hard for it. How powerful is this? Golden Lion doesn't know, he only knows that if he deeply admires Roger, then he can only worship Cohen.
No strong man is willing to admit defeat easily, but he cannot refuse to worship a legend that has lasted for hundreds of years.
But... the golden lion looked at the old man in front of him, feeling a little strange. After thinking for a long time, he asked the old man: "Why do a strong man like you appear here?"
"This matter starts from half a year ago," the old man spoke casually, saying what happened half a year ago. "At that time, the group of people who defeated you broke into my garden and discovered the secrets in my garden. There was a little girl on their boat who even drew everything in the garden. I came here just to draw the navigation chart for her." Speaking of this, the old man took out a stack of navigation charts from the coarse linen and handed them to Ski friendly.
On that stack of charts, there are fine measurement data and clean lines and structures, which fully map a not-so-large island. But sometimes Ski feels very strange because relying on the chart in his hand, Ski found that the island seemed to be strange. "This chart seems a bit strange..." Ski spoke out, expressing his opinion on the chart, and was still spitting smoke in his mouth.
"This is the biggest secret in my garden." The old man said softly, without looking at Ski, but fell into memories. "Actually, at that time, I knew that he was still alive, just because of those eyes, the unique eyes in the world..."
"he?"
"It's that guy, Cohen..."
Ski looked at the old man in fear. He remembered that the old man had mentioned Cohen before, but Ski was stunned by the name "Cohen", so he didn't care too much. Now, when he looked back, the old man's words revealed a message - the relationship between the old man and Cohen is probably not simple.
"Can you ask more..." Ski frowned. He felt as if he was about to poke the nest of Ma Feng, "Who are you?"
"Me?" the old man looked at Ski and smiled softly, "Cedrino d. Caine, an unknown soldier under Cohen."