Don't underestimate archaeologists who are willing to serve the world government. In fact, any civilian employee who can be reused by the government is a big shot in the sea!
Robin may be well versed in ancient texts, but she's not the only gifted archaeologist.
With their help, Dongte has already figured out something about the god in Neptune after coming to Rafdru for so long.
The origin of the fish-men tribe is one of them.
However, due to a hundred years of silence, the fish-men have completely forgotten this past.
"but… "
Luffy asked in confusion: "Even if we have to share the same origin and people of the same clan to exchange souls, what does it matter if Jinbe and I must die?"
It wasn't Tote who answered him, but Jinbei.
"Maybe... it's because of the blood power you mentioned, right?"
"If any compatriot can awaken her by dying here, this kind of seal has no meaning at all... If I guess correctly, the blood power in my body is second only to Princess Bai Xing among the remaining compatriots."
"bingo!"
Dong Te clapped his hands: "This stone tablet will only absorb the souls of those who have reached a certain level of things like Princess Bai Xing, which... let's call it 'divine power', but it has no interest in other people's souls."
The argument comes from reality. In order to draw this conclusion, what Dongte has done is a matter of opinion.
"To put it simply, the bloodline power in your body is there, but not enough. Therefore, your soul will not be absorbed by the stone tablet after death, but will naturally dissipate... But at the same time, because of the connection between the bloodline and the trace power of the bloodline, you After death, Princess White Star’s soul will also enter your body.”
"Don't forget, the stone seal is not aimed at Princess Bai Xing, but her!"
"That god!"
The Neptune family has already integrated its bloodline power into most families of the fishmen and mermaids through intermarriage. The "Great Knight of the Sea" Neptune alone has three sons and one daughter!
There are endless descendants.
If that massacre hadn't happened, it wouldn't be surprising if a Sea King appeared in a civilian family in a few hundred years.
"In this way, the stone monument leaves room for her. Once she comes here, her soul can never escape."
Dongte smiled coldly, then narrowed his eyes.
"We had two choices from the beginning. First, while she has a body, kill Neptune completely. While she cannot survive, Princess White Star will never be able to return to her own body."
"Second, free up the stone monument and force her to come here. Her soul will be swallowed by the stone monument, but one person needs to be willing to sacrifice."
"Straw Hat Luffy, 'Aquaman' Jinbe..."
Dongte looked at them and grinned: "The first way is the easiest, but Master Canglong is kind-hearted and chose the second, most difficult way."
"This is Lord Canglong's sincerity! Now, it's your turn to make a choice..."
"To put it nicely, don't you also value Neptune's ability?"
Sanji pursed his lips in displeasure and muttered softly.
That's an ancient weapon!
The fish-men tribe was almost exterminated, and the navy was naturally unwilling to let go of Princess White Star's purest royal blood.
but…
So what
After all, they saved Shirahoshi and the last glimmer of hope in Jinbei's heart who was swallowed up by the hatred of genocide.
Even this hope must be compensated by another greater sadness.
"Hero!"
Zoro looked up at the sky and sighed.
He had already foreseen Jinbei's choice.
Heroes always seem to end in tragedy.
There was silence all around, except for the tireless wind that kept rolling up the yellow sand and beating on them.
Not sure how much time had passed, Jinbei let out a heavy breath, turned around to face the stone monument, and knelt on one knee.
"Princess Bai Xing, please... live well!"
"No!!!"
In a daze, Jinbei, who had not mastered the ability to listen to the sounds of all things, seemed to hear the cry of Shirahoshi's familiar voice.
…
call! !
A spark appeared out of thin air in front of the cigar. Ron looked at this scene in surprise, then turned to his face and lit the cigar.
"You don't seem surprised?"
A voice that could not tell the difference between male and female, or perhaps it was all things, echoed in the black space.
"No fear, no curiosity, no doubts... Not bad!"
A faint sound of appreciation appeared, and as the words fell, the surrounding darkness disappeared... It was like a dark room, and someone suddenly pressed the light switch.
The tip of his nose was filled with a fishy stench. Ron stood in the center of a vast desert. The sun was setting low on the horizon in the distance, and he was surrounded by a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Broken weapons and armor drooped on the corpses, and a mutilated flag stood on the top of the hill. A soldier who had been dead for a long time weakly held the flag up and down with his hands, but he knelt in the yellow sand.
Although the entire world is silent, it fully demonstrates the cruelty of war in the cold weapon era.
Immediately, the scene suddenly changed, the yellow sand battlefield disappeared, and the familiar high-rise concrete buildings appeared in the field of vision.
However, it is still the same battlefield, the same broken mountain of corpses and sea of blood. Even if the era has changed and technology has been upgraded, the war will never stop.
Then, the screen rotates again...
Scenes of war scenes appeared around him, from different eras, allowing Ron to "immerse himself in the scene".
The voice said calmly: "Do you know what this is called?"
"Um… "
Ron pondered and said, "If I answered war and human nature, it would definitely be too cliché."
"So... reincarnation?"
"almost."
There was no emotion or anger in the voice: "But I prefer to call it, civilization!"
Boom!
The vibration was extremely clear. On a fertile plain, a city rose from the ground. People dressed in scanty rags drove their animals to the market. Warriors in bright armor patrolled outside the city in neat lines. People came and went in the streets and alleys, everything was orderly.
But soon…
The deafening sound of horse hooves broke the tranquility of the scene. A knight wearing thick leather armor came outside the city gate, arrows piercing the air and falling down.
The crowd screamed, and soon flames burst into flames.
Uh-huh!
The screen suddenly went dark, and when it lit up again, the team of knights, mainly mounted shooters, had already occupied the city. They cleared away debris and summoned craftsmen, and the entire city took on a new look at a speed visible to the naked eye.
When the speed of the scene slowed down to normal, the knights whose hands were once stained with blood sat and took a nap in front of the barracks gate. Their gray beards and cloudy eyes could not see the cruelty of the past at all.
A group of young knights rode out from the barracks. The old guys watched them whizzing past with nostalgia and envy in their eyes.
"This is civilization... birth, development, destruction, rebirth in destruction, and death in destruction."
"Reincarnation only summarizes this process, and civilization is the cause and essence of everything."
"indeed… "
Ron was quite emotional: "Isn't what I'm doing now because this is the essence of civilization?"
It is only with rulers like Im that there are resisters like him.
"But some people don't think so. They think destruction is the root of everything, especially when this destruction is visible and tangible."
Uh-huh!
The scene changed again, but this time Ron felt a substantial pressure.
In a dark underground cave, a teenage girl with fear in her eyes, wearing only a rough linen cloth, was tied to a stone platform in the center of the lava. Surrounded by a group of immortals, who went out to perform Ancient people who don't need to wear makeup.
Immediately, someone used a knife to cut open her stomach, but strangely, no blood flowed out. Only a black mist spread out and floated in the air.
Scarlet pupils looked at Ron from afar, making Ron's skin crawl.
"Devil!"
"I won't let you do anything wrong again!"
A middle-aged Taoist priest pulled out his wooden sword and slashed out a bolt of lightning, beating the black mist until he screamed in agony. Then, seemingly taking advantage of its weakness, a baby was brought in.
"I have an ominous premonition..."
Ron's eyelids twitched.
I saw the middle-aged Taoist priest looking at the baby with tears in his eyes, saying something, and then solemnly placing him next to the little girl who had fainted or died. Then a group of people began to dance the great god, the wooden swords danced with wind and thunder, and the lava rolled .
Finally, the middle-aged Taoist priest lit up two talismans on his wooden sword, thrust it into the center of the black mist, and stabbed down hard.
The baby started crying instantly, and the black mist disappeared on the baby's belly at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving only a circle of tadpole characters representing metaphysics.
These tadpole articles disappeared quickly, and the child's belly was naked and his cry was loud.
At this point, the screen is completely dark.
"Heaven and earth are unkind and treat all things as stupid dogs. The same is true for human civilization... It is neither noble nor base, neither beautiful nor dirty."
"However, there are always people who don't understand such a simple truth. The inferiority of civilization is determined by the fact that they can only see what they want to see, are influenced by their emotions, and are constrained by their vision. They only do what they think is right instead of Think about the truth behind it.”
Boom!
The entire dark space began to tremble, and the voice became louder and louder.
"I was born from destruction, from civilization, I... am also destroyed!"
call…
Ron exhaled a long breath of smoke and raised his eyebrows.
"So you want to tell me...my real name is Namikaze Ron and not Uzumaki Ron?"
"Or do you want me to join Glorious Evolution?"
"Sorry, there are too many flaws, I can't bear it."
Probably because he had never expected Ron to say this, the surroundings were quiet, and the atmosphere was obviously interrupted for a moment.
A few seconds later, he looked at dozens of himself walking out of the darkness, each holding a ball of flame.
Snap!
The cigar fell to the ground, and Ron bowed decisively at 90°: "I'm sorry, please spare me this time!"