Chapter 584: The Great Pirate Era!
Roger was dead, but countless people across the entire island, and even around the world, were cheering excitedly.
Roger's words before his death completely ignited the ambition buried deep within their hearts.
They wanted to go to sea, become pirates, find the Great Treasure, and obtain everything in the world.
Desire began to swell, causing them to abandon their current peaceful lives, and even their families.
Some whose lives were already miserable, who had no family, and no ties whatsoever, were even more reckless.
Many people didn't know what kind of impact Roger's words would bring.
However, emotions are contagious.
Some Marines weren't sure why so many people were cheering.
Was it to celebrate Roger's death? But their intuition told them it wasn't.
The Marine High Command below all had extremely grim expressions, looking horrified.
They were even clearer about the terrifying impact Roger's words would have, possessing terrifying destructive power for the order of the Marines and the World Government.
They couldn't even imagine the extent it would reach.
Roger was the Pirate King! The most prestigious man in the entire Great Sea now.
They already felt some regret now, having praised Roger to such a height.
Not only did they fail to build Roger up for a fall, but they were checkmated instead.
They had thought this execution would be a major victory, but they never expected it was all Roger's premeditation from beginning to end.
The faces of the Marines and the World Government were slapped resoundingly.
They had planned it perfectly, but in the end, they never expected the Clown turned out to be themselves.
The ensuing situation was unimaginable; the sheer madness evident at the scene alone showed that the Marines could no longer control it.
"Damn it! He's dying and still leaves us with such a huge mess."
Sengoku, as an Admiral, was extremely angry, because he felt he had the ability to change all of this, yet it slipped through his fingers.
If they had been a bit more decisive, not maximizing the effect, and killed Roger directly, perhaps none of this would have happened.
"Let's think about what comes next. This was all planned by Roger beforehand. Even if we hadn't held a public execution, Roger definitely had a contingency plan and would have caused a similar effect in the Great Sea."
Tsuru, standing nearby, had a solemn expression, feeling heavy stress in her heart.
The faces of the other Marine Generals showed unwillingness, mixed with wrath in their hearts.
After putting in so much effort, it was all for naught.
The Marines had completely become a joke this time.
These past years, at the pinnacle of the World Government's power, expensive glass and antiques were smashed on the ground, shattering.
Extreme wrath formed an invisible force field above Mary Geoise.
Collisions of Conqueror's Haki intertwined to form a great net.
In these eight hundred years, such scenes were few and far between.
Yet, in these very years, the Five Elders had been angered time and again.
Roger's death was like a mockery of them.
Rain fell with a pattering sound.
Accompanied by a cold wind, and with Roger's death, at some unknown point, heavy rain began to fall from the clear sky.
It came without any warning, seemingly with a hint of sorrow.
It was unclear if it was because Roger had died, or for some other reason.
On an island in the East Blue, Buggy the Clown with his red nose was crying heartbrokenly, clutching his head.
In the West Blue, Shanks pulled down his hat, unable to stop the tears from flowing.
On another island in the Sabaody Archipelago, amidst the wind and rain, Rayleigh took off his glasses, and rain mixed with tears streamed down continuously.
The members of the Roger Pirates scattered around the world also shed tears.
Their own Captain had died, yet his legacy was incredibly glorious.
"The curtain on a new era has been raised! Fufufufufu!"
The young Doflamingo laughed strangely, stepping away from this island.
At this time, he hadn't yet undergone another transformation, wasn't wearing high heels, and was dressed in a suit, not yet so abnormal.
But his keen insight allowed him to clearly feel the tide of the era.
Having witnessed the arrival of the New Era, this trip was already satisfying enough for him.
Now, he needed to quickly rush back to the North Blue.
The Donquixote Family was rapidly developing, already having a small reputation in one sea area, and still needed him to lead the family.
As a Gang Force, what the Donquixote Family needed was continuous expansion of personnel, engaging in illegal business, and expanding their sphere of influence.
In comparison, methods weren't important; strength was everything.
Several Cadres of the Donquixote Family were very strong, having ventured through the Grand Line, helping the Family Force develop rapidly during the time Doflamingo hadn't yet grown up.
And now, Doflamingo had grown up.
At least in the North Blue area, the Donquixote Family's development was unstoppable.
Moreover, they also had hidden backing.
"Heh heh! Let's go. The Great Sea is about to get lively."
Möbius turned and left.
The members of Ten Thousand Snakes followed behind him.
Having witnessed Roger's execution, he still had to return to his own voyage.
What the future of the Great Sea would become, what did it have to do with him? However, the trip was not in vain.
A flying bird swept across the sky, came near the sea, chased after a seagull, and its body strangely turned into flesh and blood, merging onto the seagull's body.
Just now, Roger's death, which Kazu witnessed firsthand, was merely a Flesh Clone separated from his cells.
When the cells returned, all the scenes of Roger's execution surfaced in his mind.
Mihawk put on his hat and turned to leave.
He still had to temper his sword, challenge more Strongmen while he had time, and become stronger.
He didn't have much time left.
The date for the second Sword Tournament had already been set for June next year.
Many people were leaving, their blood boiling.
They were already impatient to go to sea.
"Zehahaha!" "Golden Lion" Shiki of the Flying Pirates laughed madly.
"Is this what you wanted to do, Roger!" "You truly are something!" While drinking, tears couldn't help but flow from his eyes.
Happy that Roger hadn't disappointed him, doing such a major thing before his death.
It was also sadness for the death of a lifelong opponent, having lost a respectable rival.
Whitebeard stood at the ship's bow, holding a wine bottle in his hand, pouring the alcohol into the sea, silent, as if in mourning.
Sea Calendar 1498, September 8th.
This was a day worthy of being etched into history.
Gol D.Roger, the Pirate King who possessed wealth, strength, and prestige, and obtained the legendary Great Treasure, was executed in the Sabaody Archipelago.
The Pirate King Roger's shout before his death opened the far-reaching Great Pirate Era.
People around the world, those with ambition, those dissatisfied with the status quo, rushed towards the Great Sea, vying with each other, with the Great Treasure as their target.
The Great Sea began an unprecedented rampage.
Even since the Rocks Era, there had never been such madness.
The chaotic Great Era had arrived.
Strongmen acted recklessly and did as they pleased, while the weak could only cling to life.
The horn of the era had sounded!
(end of chapter)