One Piece: Surrounded at Marineford? Just kidding!

Chapter 332: Luffy's Mother and the Invitation to the Future

The dragon lowered its head.

This man, whom even world governments fear, is now a repentant child.

He gripped the edge of the table tightly with both hands.

"Torch Lotus".

The dragon's voice was hoarse and full of grit.

He was just repeating the name.

once.

Again.

It feels like cutting your heart with a knife.

Zephyr took off his sunglasses.

The wrinkles on that old face had deepened.

He didn't speak.

Just looking at the dragon.

A man burdened with ideals.

Looking back at the mess behind me.

His eyes were filled with pain.

"She was the former emperor of Amazon Lily."

"The people love her; she has a commanding presence and endless glory."

"But for me..."

The dragon's body was trembling.

"She helped me despite everyone's objections, even though I was a rebel who had nothing at the time."

"She has been helping me grow, just to keep a light on for me in this broken world."

The dragon raised its head.

His eyes were frighteningly red.

Can you imagine?

"An empress."

"He gave everything for my revolution."

"And me?"

The dragon smiled.

He was laughing as if he were crying.

Where am I?

"She fell ill with lovesickness, so I gathered people on the Grand Line."

"even……"

The fingernail dug into the flesh.

Blood dripped down between his fingers.

It landed on the table.

"She was dying, and she called my name one last time."

"But I have no other end to the wind, and I'm being chased like a dog by my CP."

Dead silence.

Chen Ye sat in the chair, rubbing his chin with his fingers.

He looked at the dragon.

The man's will was about to be crushed.

She died of a broken heart.

The dragon closed its eyes, and tears slid down its cheeks.

"Most of the emperors of Amazon Lily died of lovesickness."

"She died because she loved me."

"I couldn't be there for Luffy as he grew up."

"I threw him to the old man, to Dadan, and let him grow up wild."

"I am not a good husband."

"He wasn't a good father either."

"I'm just a bastard who sacrificed my family for some bullshit ideal."

Snapped.

A large hand patted the dragon's shoulder.

It is Zefa.

Black Wrist's eyes also reddened.

"dragon."

Zefa's voice was deep and full of vicissitudes.

"Raise your head."

"Don't act like a girl."

The dragon opened its eyes.

Zefa sighed and squeezed his shoulder hard with his hand.

"The path we chose is paved with thorns."

"If you want to change this messed-up world, if you want to bring down the Celestial Dragons, how can you avoid bloodshed? How can you avoid sacrifice?"

"my family……"

Zefa's eyes darkened.

"My wife and my son were both killed by pirates."

"I've hated it too."

"I've also felt lost."

"But if we don't keep going, their deaths will truly be meaningless."

Zefa stared at the dragon, his gaze burning like fire.

"Huobalian was a great woman."

"She chose you, which means she chose this path."

"She sacrificed everything, not to see you here shedding tears."

"She wants you to take her share and smash this twisted world to pieces!"

The dragon's body trembled.

He looked at Zefa.

My broken heart found support.

"Zeffa is right."

Chen Ye spoke.

The sound wasn't loud.

But it instantly shattered the oppressive atmosphere in the room.

Chen Ye stood up.

He walked to the window.

Looking at the vast, desolate scenery outside.

What's past can't be changed.

"Regret and guilt have already occurred."

Chen Ye turned around and looked calmly at the dragon.

"Luffy's mother and Luffy will understand everything you've done in the future."

"That kid Luffy."

Chen Ye smiled.

"Looks carefree and simple-minded."

"But his intuition is more accurate than anyone else's."

He will understand.

"I understand why his father fought."

"I understand why his mother sacrificed herself."

The dragon wiped away its tears.

He straightened his back again.

The sadness was still in her eyes.

But people are no longer discouraged.

"Thanks."

"Dragon said in a low voice."

Chen Ye waved his hand.

The atmosphere inside was still too heavy.

His eyes darted around.

"Since we're talking about your father, Monkey D. Garp."

Chen Ye's voice became playful.

Long raised his head and looked at Chen Ye with a puzzled expression.

"What's wrong with the old man?"

That's his father.

His father disciplined him with "the iron fist of love" from a young age.

Chen Ye did not answer directly.

He walked to the head of the table.

He braced his hands on the table and leaned forward.

A sense of oppression enveloped the room.

"Dragon, Zephyr."

"I have an idea."

He smiled, a mysterious smile, his eyes unfathomable.

"you……"

"Would you like to witness your father's 'final moment'?"

The words fell.

The dragon's pupils shrank to a single point.

He suddenly stood up, knocking over the chair.

"The curtain falls?"

The dragon's voice rose in pitch and trembled violently.

"You mean... the old man will... die?"

This character is too heavy.

Who is Garp?

Naval hero.

A living legend.

The man who beat up the Pirate King Roger.

On the high seas, Garp is invincible.

Even if he gets old.

My hair has turned white.

Dragon had never thought of that.

That old man who laughs while eating rice crackers and flattens a mountain with one punch will die.

Zefa was dumbfounded.

His mouth was open, and the robotic arm was humming.

"That old bastard Garp..."

"Will I die?"

Zefa muttered to himself.

He and Garp were in the same generation.

We crawled out of the recruit camp together, fought life and death together, and stood together at the top of the navy.

He knows better than anyone how tough Garp's life is.

It was practically a humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex.

How could it possibly end?

Chen Ye looked at their reactions and spread his hands.

hum.

A strange wave emanated from his palm.

It's not about being domineering.

It's not a Devil Fruit ability.

It is a power of a higher dimension.

Space twisted in his palm.

Time leaps between his fingertips.

"Everyone dies eventually."

"Heroes are the same."

Chen Ye said calmly.

"The remnants of the old era must make way for the new era."

"That's how the white beard was originally."

"Zeffa, you used to be like this too."

"Garp, no exception."

The dragon's breathing became disordered.

His chest heaved violently.

"Don't rush."

Chen Ye shook his head.

"Spoilers ruin the fun."

"Moreover, some things only have meaning when you see them with your own eyes."

The light in Chen Ye's eyes shone even brighter.

"I am the 'Time and Space Emperor'."

"I can travel through the past and the future."

"Now, the opportunity is right in front of you."

"Would you like me to take you to the future, to witness that battle firsthand?"

"Go see how that naval hero burned himself out in the final moments of his life."

Zefa's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

Shock, anticipation, and fervor.

"The future Garp..."

"The battlefield of the future..."

Zefa clenched his fist, and the robotic arm creaked.

"I want to go!"

Zefa roared.

"take me!"

"I want to see if that old guy dies like a hero!"

"If he dies a pathetic death, I'll laugh at him for the rest of my life, even if it means traveling through time!"

They were verbally abusive.

Anyone could hear the concern in his voice.

He wanted to see his old comrade-in-arms off on his final journey.

All eyes were on the dragon.

The dragon stood still.

His expression kept changing.

To the future?

Watching your own father die?

This would be cruel to any son.

But he had to go.

He was the leader of the revolutionary army.

He needs to know the future.

More importantly.

That's his father.

He owes his father too much.

If we can't even see each other one last time.

He will never forgive himself in his entire life.

The dragon closed its eyes, calming the raging storm in its heart.

Open your eyes again.

Only unwavering determination remained in his eyes.

"If it could really be done..."

Long nodded emphatically, his voice resounding.

"I have to go."

Chen Ye snapped his fingers.

"very good."

"I love your straightforwardness."

"Okay, let's move out."

Zefa and Long quickly arranged the work.

The dragon announced that he was going into seclusion and would not see anyone.

Zefa used the excuse of researching a new training program to seal off his office.

Half an hour later.

Deep underground on White Earth Island.

Revolutionary Army Headquarters.

The atmosphere was oppressively suffocating.

Chen Ye stood in the center.

Dragon and Zefa stood behind him, their muscles taut, ready to react at any moment.

"system."

Chen Ye silently recited in his heart.

A blue light screen, visible only to him, unfolded.

His golden touch.

His confidence as a "director" stems from this.

Chen Ye's fingers slid through the air.

I brought up the "Monkey D. Garp" encyclopedia entry with 100% resolution from before.

Chen Ye's gaze was fixed on that blood-red node.

[Future: Battle of Hive Island]

"This is it."

With a thought, he locked onto the coordinates.

"The portal to time and space, open!"

boom!!!

A terrifying energy erupted in the sealed room.

The surrounding space felt like a torn cloth, making a teeth-grinding cracking sound.

The walls are twisted and deformed.

The ground trembled.

The air seemed to be mourning.

A deep blue vortex of spacetime tore open in the center of the secret room.

The whirlpool was bottomless.

It's like the entrance to hell.

Countless blue lightning bolts danced around, emanating a chilling aura.

Fragments of time.

Turbulent flow in space.

Taboos that mortals cannot touch.

Zefa stared wide-eyed at the miracle, his throat dry.

"This is... the power of the Time-Space Emperor?"

Dragon was speechless.

This power was beyond his comprehension.

This is not a Devil Fruit.

This is a miracle.

Stop spacing out.

Chen Ye's voice was exceptionally clear amidst the raging energy.

He turned his head.

Her eyes reflected a deep blue vortex, both eerie and mysterious.

The door opened.

"If you want to see it one last time, stick close to me."

Don't fall behind.

Done.

Chen Ye took a step forward.

The figure vanished inside in an instant.

The dragon looked at the vortex that was devouring everything.

My father's smiling face flashed through my mind.

A fleeting glimpse of Huo Tu Lian's dying gaze.

"Old man..."

The dragon gritted its teeth.

He followed them.

"Wait for me!"

Zefa roared, his mechanical arm shielding his chest, and like a charging old lion, he plunged headlong into the vortex.

hum.

The three figures disappeared.

The dark blue vortex suddenly contracted.

It becomes a point of light.

disappear.

The secret room was empty.

All that remains is the chilling aftershock of time and space in the air.