Aoki raised his head and stared expressionlessly at Savulo who was finished by his own hands. The cold air condensed a layer of frost on his sunglasses, blocking the rising fireworks.
I saw a sea of fire flowing across the sky, with crazy fire waves coming one after another, as if they wanted to swallow the sky too.
The bottom of the sea of fire was filled with smoke, as if the dense May clouds soaked in black smoke had descended to the ground.
That is to say, the giant tree standing tall in the sky appears extremely sacred under the burning fire.
The raging fire seemed to be going crazy, flying around with the wind, devouring everything without restraint.
His heart was very heavy, and this method of ending everything with his own hands was like a huge stone weighing him down.
The thick smoke rising from the sea behind me felt like a sharp knife piercing my heart.
Boom——!
Suddenly, a piece of gravel hit the back of his head. Qing Zhi turned around and looked at the two children in front of him. He hesitated.
The little boy's face was dripping with blood, and he opened his arms to protect the girl behind him.
"Don't come over, otherwise..." The little boy raised his right fist, and the sharp air flow gathered on the fist, making bursts of "Woo" sounds.
"Ai Lu, no!" The little girl grabbed the corner of Ai Lu's tattered clothes, her eyes filled with mist.
"I won't do anything to you!" Qing Zhi said calmly.
"The Navy is all liars!"
Elu roared hysterically.
"You killed Uncle Sauro, why, you are obviously friends!" Ailu's vision suddenly blurred, and tears struggled to flow out of his eyes.
He couldn't help but choked up and tried to hold back his frustrated tears, but he couldn't stop them from flowing down.
"We have done something wrong. We are all innocent. Why can the Navy decide our life and death without authorization?"
"What the hell is the navy!!!" Ailu gritted his teeth, the pain and despair in his heart driving his anger, but he never took a step forward.
Afraid? Afraid?
No, he has to protect the people he wants to protect and must not be impulsive.
Qing Pheasant suddenly stretched out his hand, and the icy cold air rushed towards him like fangs that were selectively biting people.
"You bastard!" Ailu turned around subconsciously and hugged the girl behind him tightly.
However, the imaginary feeling did not happen. Ai Lu opened his eyes and looked at the crying girl, who looked surprised.
"Let's go!" Qing Pheasant said.
"You are the hope that Sauro desperately leaves behind, and you are also the last seed on this island. I don't know if I am doing the right thing, but if I continue to attack you, it will be an insult to Sauro!"
Gradually, Ai Lu's hands began to tremble. He looked sideways at Qing Pheasant, with complicated eyes, pain, anger and sadness constantly intertwined.
"Robin, let's go!"
"We must survive. Even if we are barely surviving, we must survive."
After a while, Qingzhi stood on the coast, looking at the ice road spreading into the distance on the sea, and lowered his head silently.
The demon-slaying order is over, and O'Hara has disappeared.
Why does this catastrophe that determines justice look so ridiculous?
Whose fault is it, the world government or the historians?
Is what he did really right for the future of the sea?
Qingzhi didn't know, but if he really took action against Elu and Robin, would he still be himself?
Aoki turned around and looked at Sauro who was frozen into an ice sculpture. His eyes under the ice seemed to show a bit of gratitude.
"You will be able to recover after a while, then leave and don't come back again."
"Ah...Arigado!" The ice sculpture whined.
…
Months later, a warship appeared on the burned-out O'Hara.
Here, everything is different from the past. The omniscient tree that was burned to charcoal fell down, and a pungent smell filled the air and enveloped the entire island.
It was obvious that the blazing high temperature above the dome was about to bake the earth, but when we stepped into this land, it felt extremely eerie and cold.
At this moment, a thin and resolute figure stood under the fallen omniscient tree, but his almost unreasonable head looked particularly abrupt.
Would a normal person carry a head three to four meters tall!?
The whole head is in the shape of a heart!!
But why are people so thin?
"Kuh, I'm tired!" The man took off his glasses and looked at the three giants being salvaged in disbelief.
"How do they know the value of these books? No, no, no, that's how they know it!" The man stuck out his long tongue and pondered.
"Long time no see, Vegapunk, you can tell at a glance it's you with your head!" A familiar voice suddenly sounded.
Vegapunk turned his head, and a gust of wind came towards him, "It's you, Dragon!"
Long, wearing a dark green coat and a serious face, came out.
He has black hair hanging casually on the back of his head, with no eyebrows. His face is clean and his expression is solemn.
He was wearing a dark suit with an orange shirt and symbols on his legs.
The air on his body makes people think of him as a naval admiral.
Both of them were surprised that the other appeared here, "Why are you here? Aren't you afraid that your father will find you and give you a slap in the face?"
"Humph, stop joking, I'm here to pay homage to my old friend!"
"who?"
"Of course Dr. Clover!"
Later, Vegapunk and Long learned from each other that they both had a deep friendship with Dr. Clover.
"What's going on with those giants?" Vegapunk pointed at the giants that were being salvaged.
"They are giants from Elbaf, not thieves. This matter is also tacitly approved by your government!"
"Even the government feels that all history should not be allowed to disappear."
After a while of pleasantries, Vegapunk learned from the dragon's mouth that the group of giants was led by a guy covered in bandages.
But when he heard that Long had implicated him in the government, he couldn't help but explain, "Things are not what you think!"
"Hmph, you would rather join the World Government and be their lackey than join my Free Army!" Long said dissatisfied.
This is what I said...
The corner of Vegapunk's mouth twitched involuntarily, "Your army is so poor. Even if I join you, can you withstand my research funding?"
"Without money, knowledge and technology, nothing can be accomplished. The world government is so big, even if you throw away some extremists, there are still people who can understand me!"
The dragon understood what Vegapunk said, but the destruction of O'Hara touched him, and the dragon vowed to create a combat-effective army as soon as possible.
The scholars who were brutally wiped out serve as a warning to others.
Hearing Long's words, Vegapunk was a little touched.