One Piece’s Strongest Ice Dragon

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 it follows the law of the jungle, the current world is too 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 piece of scale armor is a dragon scale!

"As you can see, this is a piece of scale armor, a piece of scale armor that is as hard as a sea floor stone... and according to zoologists' speculation, it is the smallest and softest part of the scale of a certain creature. "

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.

It's just... this piece of dragon scale was not left behind by Loya.

"There is a country in the South China Sea, just like Shandora. Even if the civilization is cut off, there are still descendants who have survived the blank hundred years of history. This is their national treasure... at least for seventy-six years When it was destroyed before, it was a national treasure, yes..."

Speaking of this, Drago took a deep look at Loya: "As for the reason for their destruction, it wasn't because people peeped at the treasure...but because this treasure destroyed them with their own hands."

"Because they recruited... the owner of the scales?"

Loya can only make such a guess... There have been dragons other than himself in this world, which has already shocked him, so 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 terrible the dragons are, they are also a crisis born from the outside. The reason for their destruction is that they emerged from the inside, from their own crisis... In a way, it is the same as what you have done in Ten Thousand Kingdoms. attitude!"

"Undead?!"

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

"In the past, we didn't know what it was until you appeared..." After a pause, Drago didn't continue to explain, pointing to the file with the dragon scales and said: "How much is it?" The handwriting left by an archaeologist ten years ago,

See for yourself. "

"After reading it, 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 expression.

 …

March 1, Wednesday, sunny.

After several months, we finally came to the legendary South China Sea Kingdom "Beg Gamma". As expected, this place is the same as in the poems and sung, it has completely turned into a dead place, not to mention living people, even animals are scarce and pitiful! The ship's doctor fell ill when he came here for some reason. In this unknown land, this is really not good news.

Tuesday, March 7th, overcast.

I can't believe my eyes, the treasure buried here has not been taken away by anyone! All are well preserved, which is an affirmation of my archaeological journey! It is also convincing evidence for outsiders! ...But I have to be careful, he looks at these treasures like a hyena sees bones!

March 12, Sunday, light rain.

The ship's doctor didn't know what was wrong, he said that his disease could not be cured. It was raining today and I saw him coughing up blood clots. Others are a little sick, including me, so the archaeological work is on hold...

Saturday, March 18th, heavy rain.

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

Monday, March 20th, sunny.

Wright is crazy! He stole the treasure! But without ships, he took only a few. Although I don't like his greed, I still hope he can live. hell! I must be so sick and delirious that I'm worried about that bastard?

March 22, Wednesday, should be a rainy day.

I lay unconscious in the woods outside, and the crew brought me back. I feel something dripping on my face, I don't know what it is, like raindrops, but it's warm... No, I'm too tired, I need to lie down for a while.

March 30th, Thursday, cloudy, right?

I...been dead for a week? Companion, did I kill you?

April 1st...

It turned out that Wai Te did not escape. Those monsters, dead monsters like me, ambushed him from the bottom of the sea... His body was swollen by the sea water, and there were traces of being eaten by wild beasts on it... The only thing to be happy about Unfortunately, no monsters can leave the island, I tried to swim to the deep sea, but when I recovered, I was standing on the shore again.

April, I don't know what day it is...

So be it, this is a cursed island, and the poetry sung is a little too gentle, and there are fears far beyond the imagination of the world! I'm about to lose my mind, there are voices echoing in my head! If anyone finds this diary, 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!"