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

Two days later.

Naval Headquarters, Marineford.

The gloomy sky is high and sad,

The deserted and unrestrained sea,

The blowing of the cold wind is unstoppable.

Scattered snowflakes hazy the sky and the earth, fluttering with the wind, as if to herald a heavy snowfall.

The banners are dignified,

Dancing slightly in the cold sea breeze,

The huge gray-black military fortress lay down like a terrifying behemoth of the abyss in the gloomy world.

On the naval port of Marineford,

Thousands of Marine elites, like dense forests of swords, are stationed on the land of the military port, killing thousands.

But if someone carefully observes and distinguishes the expression on each of them, they can easily find that almost all of these Marines have complex faces.

The world is so silent,

There is only whirring wind.

No one speaks,

Everyone was holding their breath,

Waiting quietly for someone's arrival.

today,

It's Judgment Day.

….….

….….

To the left of the military port,

Dozens of news and newspaper staff, wearing straight suits and holding video recorders and cameras in their hands, gathered together.

Behind them, all kinds of cameras, microphones, etc. are lined up, and the battle is quite huge.

Since it is a public trial,

Then this unprecedented "Military Tribunal" meeting will naturally be broadcast to the entire world in real time.

This naturally attracted people from major newspapers around the world to report.

The first public trial in history since Marine was established!

Such "momentum" is naturally not to be missed.

Major news newspapers,

It was like sharks smelling blood, swarming.

"Tsk tusk, it's ironic..."

"Public trial, the Marine Vice Admiral named Roy, but completely pushed himself to the opposite of the World government, and completely tore off the last fig leaf of Naval Headquarters..."

Among the news reporters,

A strange figure looked at the magnificent and condensed figures on the trial stage, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but burst into strange smiles.

Morgans, President of the World Economic News Service.

One of the heads of power in the underground world of New World, the Master holds extremely large news and intelligence resources, and his network of contacts spread all over the world.

His appearance is not human, but similar to a bird.

A news bird.

As if for fear of being noticed by those figures, Morgans just took a quick glance, then quickly withdrew his gaze, sneered in his heart:

"However, since that "self-disciplined Roy" dares to apply for a public trial in this department, maybe he has any cards, right?"

But soon he shook his head gently.

No matter what hole cards the Marine kid named Roy has in his hands, Morgans doesn't think he has any chance of winning.

Because what he is facing, but the behemoth that has ruled the world for eight hundred years is the supreme rule in this sea!

That is the existence that no one can challenge!

All those who tried to challenge the behemoth in the past failed.

What about the amazingly powerful "king of the world" Rocks many years ago?

The Battle of the Valley of Gods,

Completely shattered his ambition.

Roy?

He is just a Marine Vice Admiral! !

Just when Morgans thought about it like this,

Suddenly a passionate, tragic and heavy bugle sounded slowly in the sky above the plateau.

"coming!"

Morgans shook his whole body and turned to look out over the sea.

Not just him,

Everyone present couldn't help turning around and looking towards the distant sea.

On the sea,

A huge, pitch-black warship slowly emerged from the sea at the far end of the sky.

Impel down's escort ship!

Still the highest level! !

sky,

The blizzard is thicker,

The temperature is colder,

Many people tighten their collars subconsciously.

The huge escort ship quickly arrived at the headquarters of the military port at a flat but fast speed.

The escort ship stopped.

Connect the strings.

Two tall figures appeared at the same time, their expressions solemn.

Magellan and Garp.

But today's protagonist is not them.

Everyone's eyes only stayed briefly on their bodies, and they moved away to look at the bridge of the escort ship.

A thin figure slowly appeared in front of his eyes with an extremely heavy step.

His every step is extremely difficult and slow,

Dragging the sound of seastone shackles,

Scribe a tingling rhythm on the board.

That is a very young figure,

The Vice Admiral uniform he was wearing has been completely dyed red by the dark red withered Bloodline.

His body was covered with shocking wounds.

But his eyes were extremely bright.

His complexion was calm, and his clothes were flying.

This is the protagonist of this public trial that is destined to shock the entire world, Roy.

The naval port that was about to move quickly quieted down.

Marine phalanx on the naval port,

The figures on the high platform,

News reporters on the west side,

And the people of the world who watched this public trial through the telecast and projection,

At this time, all the attention was focused on one of Roy.

Judgment day,

Is it a criminal or justice,

Will be announced soon.

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