One Piece's Strongest Ice Dragon

Chapter 535 For the Great Heavenly King! (Merry Christmas, everyone!)

What Loya desires is not pure peace, but he firmly believes that the world will enter a good cycle under his guidance.The tens of millions of years that any life has gone through has followed the law of the jungle full of blood and violence.So he won't be like a good old man, talking empty talk about world peace.

However, even if we follow the law of the jungle, the current world is completely wrong...

The weak and brutal Tianlong people are protected, while the strong and kind-hearted people bow their knees, the powerless civilians are oppressed, and the thugs who work for tigers live freely and unrestrainedly.This situation, on a larger scale, is very unfavorable to biological evolution itself.

According to the plot of the original book, the mystery of history has only been solved in the past few years. When the truth is revealed, the mistakes will be corrected.And his arrival just brought this time forward.

Therefore, no matter whether it is joining forces with Silla or joining forces with Drago, Loya is not so sincere.When the era settles down, whoever crosses the line is doomed to be bloody suppressed by the other two.

Dorag knows this, so he knows what to do when he is "stingy" with Loya.

The remaining things are not something that ordinary people can participate in. Except Sabo was left behind, the rest walked out of the gate one by one, ready to accept Loya's gift.Among them, the main personnel are murlocs like Haku. Compared with ordinary humans, their vitality is greater, and their combat effectiveness is naturally stronger.

After it became quiet outside and made sure there was no one else around, Drago nodded and motioned for Sabo to take out the things.He has been carrying a silver-white box in his hand, and Luo Ya has already looked at it a few times.

Like a gangster transaction, Sabo unlocked the box and opened it facing Loya.

"This is......"

In an instant, Luo Ya's pupils suddenly constricted, and he looked at the items in the box in disbelief.

It was a scale like an ice crystal, about the size of a palm, and looked like a handicraft.But even if Luo Ya died, he would not admit to the aura emanating from it, because he had found a piece of the same thing on that deserted island.

That breath is Longwei

This scale is dragon scale

"As you can see, this is a scale, a scale as hard as a seastone... and according to zoologists' speculation, it is the smallest and softest part of a certain creature's body. "

Drago didn't know dragon scales, but when he felt the aura on the scales that had the same root as Loya, he knew what it was.

But...this dragon scale was not left behind by Luo Ya.

"There is a country in the South China Sea, just like Sandora. Even if civilization is cut off, there are still descendants who have survived from that blank century of history. This is their national treasure...it was destroyed at least 76 years ago. At that time, it was definitely a national treasure..."

Speaking of this, Dolag took a deep look at Loya: "As for the reason for their destruction, it was not because someone peeked at the treasure... but because this treasure destroyed them with his own hands."

"Because they brought in... the master of the scales."

Loya could only make this guess... There had been dragons other than himself in this world, which had shocked him, and he decided to find an opportunity to ask Edith about the situation.

But for this guess, Drago shook his head: "No, it's more terrifying than that."

"No matter how terrifying the dragons are, it is a crisis born from the outside. And the reason for their destruction is from the inside, from their own crisis... In a way, it is the same as what you have done in all nations. posture"

"undead"

Loya held his breath immediately, frowning and looking at the scale.

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p; "We didn't know what this was before, until you appeared..." After a pause, Dorag did not continue to explain, pointing to the document placed with the dragon scales and said: "Then It's the handwriting left by an archaeologist decades ago, take a look for yourself."

"After reading this, you will know what I want to tell you..."

Not only the giant dragon, but also the frost giant dragon that controls the power of death. The existence of this level makes Loya feel very headache.When reaching out, there was an inexplicable attraction on the dragon scale, wanting to pull his hand over.However, Luo Ya easily broke free from this gravitational force, and picked up the note without changing his face.

......

March [-], Wednesday, sunny.

After several months, we finally arrived at the legendary South Sea Kingdom "Bergama".As expected in the poem, this place has completely turned into a dead land. Not to mention living people, even animals are scarce. The poor ship doctor fell ill for some reason. In this unknown land, this is terrible. Really not good news.

Tuesday, March [-]th, overcast.

I can't believe my eyes. The treasures buried here have not been taken away by anyone and are all very well preserved. This is an affirmation of my archaeological journey and evidence that convinces outsiders... But I have to Be careful with Waite, he looks at these treasures like a hyena looks at bones.

March [-], Sunday, light rain.

The ship's doctor didn't know what was wrong. He said that his illness could not be cured.It rained today and I saw him coughing up blood clots.Others were also a bit sick, including me, so the archaeological work was put on hold...

Saturday, March [-]th, heavy rain.

What the hell, what the hell, what the hell is going on in this place. Everyone is sick. No medicine can cure it. Our boat was pierced by some fish. If this continues, everyone will die here.

Monday, March [-]th, sunny.

Waite went crazy and stole the treasure. But without a ship, he took only a few.Although I don't like his greed, I still hope he can survive.Damn I must be so sick and delirious that I'm worried about that bastard

Wednesday, March 22, should be a rainy day.

I passed out in the woods outside and the crew carried me back.I felt something dripping on my face. I don't know what it was, like raindrops, but very warm... No, I'm too tired. I need to lie down for a while.

March NO.30, Thursday, cloudy

I... It turns out that my companion who has been dead for a week was bitten to death by me.

April [-]st...

It turns out that Waite did not escape.Those monsters, dead monsters like me, ambushed him from the bottom of the sea... The sea water made his body cold and swollen, and there were traces of being eaten by wild beasts on it... The only thing to be happy about Unfortunately, no monster could leave the island. I tried to swim to the deep sea, but when I came to my senses, I stood on the coast again.

April, I don’t know what day this is...

That's it. This is a cursed island. What's sung in the poem is a little too gentle. There are fears here that are far beyond the imagination of the world. I'm about to lose my mind. There's a voice echoing in my head. If anyone finds this diary, please Please, don't come here

......

What is recorded in the materials is this section that is like a diary. At the end, the messy handwriting is reflected on the paper. Through the printing, the scratches on the notebook can be vaguely seen.

Like a shoe cultist, the owner of the handwriting vented wildly on it.But this content that is packed with space is actually just one sentence.

"For the great king of heaven"

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