Self-Discipline! Have You Seen Marineford at Four o’clock in the Morning?

The sound of the wind was sad, and the drizzle hazy the vision of the world.

The central square of Dressrosa was silent, as quiet as a tomb in which the entire world was buried.

More and more people from all over the world who came to mourn Fisher Tiger have arrived on time, and under the leadership of NEO's new Marine soldiers, they entered the central square in an orderly manner.

The identities of these people are different, and there are three religions and nine streams.

Some are big thieves who have fallen in love,

Some are sinister merchants on the black market,

Some are killers who lick blood,

Some are dignitaries and officials of certain countries...

But at this moment, they all forgot their identities and camps, quietly maintaining absolute silence in the crowd.

The solemn and condensed breath filled the entire central square at this moment.

In the drizzle, the cold breeze was blowing, causing everyone to squint involuntarily.

Then──

Oh oh oh! !

Long and tragic bugles sounded melodiously from the very distant King's Heights and came from afar.

The deep, majestic notes, like a dying army charge, give people a decisive and heroic posture.

In the sound of this moving bugle, Princess Otohime's wet beautiful eyes were slightly startled, as if looking at the statue standing motionless in the wind and rain as if it came to life at this moment, her hands held high. The torch raised, that heroic posture, suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.

The rain wet the statue and slid down the statue's face, like tears.

A group of figures slowly appeared.

They were dressed in plain black clothes, holding a black umbrella in their hands, and walked quietly to the center of the square, still.

Everyone can recognize them.

This is a member of the NEO New Marine Supreme Council.

They are the real big men with the largest army and righteous force in this sea!

The black-haired teenager headed by is naturally their marshal, Roy, the person in charge of this funeral.

The nine people lined up, and then all bowed deeply towards the tall statue.

After a while,

The nine slowly turned around and shot.

Roy handed the umbrella in his hand to a security officer behind him, and then took a step forward.

His expression was extremely solemn and solemn, with obvious sadness, and his lips pressed tightly.

Then he spoke.

"Welcome to all guests from all over the world, and I am grateful for your respect for Mr. Fisher Tiger."

"Here, in the name of NEO's new Marine Marshal, I, Roy, express my deep gratitude to Zhu-kun who has worked so hard to come here."

He also bowed to everyone.

"I clearly remember the first time I saw Mr. Fisher Tiger."

Roy paused and continued.

His eyes trembled slightly, as if caught in the memory of the past, his tone gradually became distant and deep, and gradually drifted away.

"That's Dragon Palace City on The fish men island."

"At that time, I had just escaped from Impel down Impelton Prison, and I brought dozens of people in Sabaody Archipelago to the whole world and announced the establishment of NEO New Marine to promote true justice..."

"But although I was boasting about going to Haikou, I actually didn't have much confidence in my heart. The dozens of prisoners, who didn't even have a gun in their hands, broke into New World by means of a second-hand boat bought together. To put it bluntly, there is no difference from looking for death."

At this point, Roy smiled self-deprecatingly.

Countless people in the central square also laughed kindly.

They have naturally seen Sabaody Archipelago's declaration of the formation of NEO's new Marine, and they are also very aware of the difficulty of Roy at the beginning. At the same time, they are deeply shocked by the development and growth of NEO's new Marine to the present level.

"But when I met Mr. Fisher Tiger for the first time, he did not dislike me, who was incomparably downright at the time. Instead, he gave me the utmost respect and honesty."

Roy gradually reduced the smile from the corner of his mouth, with a solemn tone.

"Mr. Tiger at the time, he told me a secret."

"A secret that will determine his life and death."

"He has a blood-red tattoo on his body."

"Yes, I believe everyone present, you have already guessed that the bloody brand is the rumored "Flying Dragon's Hoof"!"

The moment the voice fell, everyone in the venue immediately took a breath, and the crowd instantly boiled!

Flying Dragon's Hoof! !

These people at the scene knew exactly what this tattoo brand meant.

Anyone who has the "Flying Dragon's Hoof" brand on his body,

All means a fact──

No matter what their original identity is, no matter what their background, origin, race........

From the moment when the hoof of the flying dragon was branded, everything in the past had nothing to do with them.

They have only one identity........

That is the private property of Celestial Dragons, a world nobleman!

Fisher Tiger... was once a slave of Celestial Dragons! !

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