Pirate: It’s not a phantom beast, it’s a phantom god!

Chapter 318 Eyes
The starlight was dazzling, like a dream.

The rain of light that descended upon souls after the gods were crowned was so magnificent and splendid that all those at the entrance to the new world could see the miracle descending from the sky simply by looking up.

……

"Captain Roger, look! There's a shooting star!"

"That's not an ordinary shooting star, it's a meteor shower, Bucky!"

"Isn't this the same thing?"

"They're completely different."

"Same!"

"no the same!"

bang~
"Ugh, ugh, ugh!" *2
On a pirate ship of gold and wine red, two small heads, one red and one blue, are locked in a struggle over a seemingly meaningless question.

"Hahaha~"

"Are you two starting again?"

"Go for it, Shanks."

"Keep it up, Bucky."

Watching the two little ones interact daily, the onlookers on the boat, not wanting to miss out on the fun, began to gather around and cheer.

Meanwhile, Captain Roger, carrying a bottle of wine, leaned leisurely against the ship's railing, watching this scene with a smile on his face.

Several years have passed, and the wind and waves of the sea have added a touch of vicissitude to the face of this capable man.

Roger was about to take a satisfying swig from the bottle when a deep, resonant voice beside him offered a word of caution:
"Your current physical condition is not suitable for drinking anymore, Roger."

Rayleigh, with blond hair and frameless glasses, walked up to Roger and stood beside him.

Roger was ill, and very seriously ill, so seriously ill that even after they visited almost every well-known doctor in the New World, they had no way to help him, not even to slow down his illness.

This matter was like a sword hanging over the hearts of almost everyone in Roger's crew.

However, compared to Rayleigh, who was so worried that his hair turned white, Roger, as the person involved, was quite relaxed.

"Don't be so strict, Rayleigh."

"We're pirates, we need freedom! Freedom!"

"If you worry about this and that all the time, you'll get sick sooner or later, even if you're not sick."

"..."

Gulu gulu~
"Ah~"

Rayleigh sighed as he watched Roger ignore his own body and continue drinking freely.

"Hopefully, when you return to 'Paradise,' Mr. Crocus from Twin Capes will be able to cure your illness."

"Hahaha! Don't worry, we definitely can. After all, our adventure isn't over yet."

Roger's laughter was full of carefree optimism, which also made Rayleigh feel relaxed.

"Having been at sea for so many years, this is probably the first time we've ever seen a meteor shower in person, isn't it?"

"It really is as spectacular as the legends say..."

"Yes, this is the first time."

"It's even more beautiful than I imagined."

Rayleigh watched as the two little ones stopped arguing and began wishing for Roger's recovery from the meteor shower, and he also took out his silver flask from his pocket and took a sip.

The cool and refreshing liquor enters the mouth and transforms into a lingering, mellow flavor on the tongue.

Hmm~ As expected, only wine from the East China Sea can do it...

“Speaking of which… Rayleigh, your illegitimate daughter seems to have been quiet lately.”

"puff!"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

"An illegitimate daughter?! Who are you talking about?"

Before he could even swallow the wine, Rayleigh spat it out. He wiped his mouth, widened his eyes, and asked blankly.

"It's that little red-haired girl!"

Seeing the other party's bewildered and surprised look, Roger pulled out a wanted poster from somewhere and unfolded it in front of Rayleigh.

The wanted poster prominently featured Ossie's still-youthful but already captivating face.

"Hey~ [Princess of the Underworld] - Osiris. This little girl must be your illegitimate daughter with Shakya. She's so beautiful."

Roger pouted as he spoke, pointing his index fingers at Rayleigh from a distance, clearly still somewhat annoyed that his former sweetheart had taken a liking to his brother.

"Damn it~ I'm clearly more handsome than you, right? Why did Shakyauk fall for you back then..."

"How enviable!"

A rough, oblivious man blew on his two large nose hairs and said.

The innocent, blond, handsome uncle could only helplessly shrug.

"How would I know... and this little girl isn't my child with her."

"I already told you, didn't I? I only met her before the founding ceremony of the Kingdom of Wan. Weren't you there too?"

"Oh? Then why is your nickname 'King of the Underworld' while hers is 'Princess of the Underworld'?"

"You two definitely have something going on."

"Not at all. That nickname was just something Morgans made up to attract attention."

"roar~"

Roger let out a disbelieving hiss, then held up Ossie's photo and compared it with Rayleigh's several times... Well, there really wasn't a single similarity.

He nodded and said with satisfaction, "It seems that the two of you really don't have any relationship."

"Of course, I—"

"I knew it! How could you possibly have such a beautiful daughter?"

"Haha, Jabba, you can rest assured. That guy hasn't gone yet!" "Really? Then I'm relieved!"

Reilly: "..."

Amidst the laughter and clamor of the Roger Pirates, the Oro Jackson, carrying the "blessing" of the "meteor shower," sailed towards the amusement park...

……

"Ugh! Help! Help me! Someone please help me!"

"Sir!"

……

"Big brother, quickly find a place to hide!"

"It's no use, this thing can't be stopped at all—"

"Big, big brother...?"

……

"You, you must protect me! Protect me with your bodies!!!"

"No, don't come any closer! I, I am a noble Celestial Dragon!"

"I'll give you anything you want! Don't come any closer!!!"

……

"Everyone, protect the Holy Land of Natania!"

"Drink it! Iron block!"

……

"Let me go, let me go!"

"I don't want to die... Mom."

……

"It's a god, a god has come to save us."

"Great God..."

"Finally... I'm free. Thank you, Your Majesty..."

Thud~
The lightning and fire that fell from the sky struck everyone present equally, without exception.

Soldiers, agents, slaves, Celestial Dragons... everyone faced their own judgment.

It cannot be defended against, nor can it be avoided.

Whether it was raising a shield to block, swinging a sword to cleave it, hiding in the cabin, or even jumping into the sea... none of these methods could stop that sure-hit lightning bolt.

This is a pure attack on the soul, which is like the shadow of everyone's soul, something that cannot be escaped.

wow~
Another person was struck, and the burning sensation originating from his soul made him want to scream involuntarily, but before he could open his mouth, he was burned to ashes.

Immediately following the disintegration of his soul, the feedback from his body caused him to transform into a speck of light amidst the white lightning.

Those around could only watch this desperate scene unfold, unable to do anything about it.

All they could do was stand still and wait, and then, just like their opponent, feel their souls being burned to ashes and then disappearing completely from this world.

503 people.

317 people.

233 people.

149 people.

83 people.

……

17 people.

5 people.

3 people.

...1 person.

……

"Is he still alive?"

Standing on the sea, Ossie, now back in human form, calmly looked at Mien, who was floating face up, his consciousness fading and on the verge of death.

Compared to the [Superconducting Wave], the [Summoning Lightning Bomb] is not actually that powerful; some people with strong souls can withstand it.

However, most human souls are quite fragile, and when faced with such a special attack that targets the soul and is impossible to defend against, they can only helplessly await their demise.

The soul strength of Mien in front of him was just right on that line, so he barely managed to stay alive.

"Hululu..."

Indistinct, bubbly sounds emanated from his throat; he seemed to want to say something, but he no longer had the strength to open his mouth.

With the last of his strength, Mien opened his eyes wide and looked at Ossie, who was looking down at him.

However, his vision was already blurred, and he could only see a blurry figure... But perhaps because of some kind of obsession, even though his vision was almost completely lost, the other person's special eyes were still clearly imprinted in Mien's mind.

Golden pupils, crimson eyeshadow... the colors were completely opposite to the eyes in my memory, except that the ancient symbols surrounding the pupils were exactly the same.

And then there were those same strange and beautiful eyes, unforgettable.

"Snoring..."

Familiar noise.

No one knows what Mien wanted to say in his final moments, nor did he want anyone to know.

Mien closed his eyes peacefully... and died.

(End of this chapter)