I guarded Impel Down for a hundred years in the pirate world.

"Ace, why didn't you wake me up?"

"Grandma Xin won't allow it." The four of them left their residence and headed towards the residence of the Fishing Lantern King.

Today is the day of the funeral of King Wan Gang, the Fishing Lantern King. A nine-story tower platform, 300 meters high, has been erected in the direction of the Fishing Lantern King's residence, so that people from any corner of the island can see its existence.

The Lantern King will ascend from there, and in the process of his demise, he will pull his own lantern into the sky, sealing off the flames.

So the further you go in that direction, the more crowded and densely packed the people become, yet it remains eerily quiet.

People were all looking in the direction of the tower, in small groups of two or three, but few spoke or interacted.

As the four walked through the streets, they suddenly heard a soft call from the side: "Kuina?"

Kuina turned her head: "Zam?"

The person who called her was the same man who had come with her to inform her of her ascension and funeral.

Zam quickly walked over, looking at Zoro and the other two with a questioning gaze: "Who are they...?"

“The younger brother I’m looking for,” Kuina gestured to Zoro, “the other two are his friends.”

The three of them raised their hands simultaneously: "Hello."

The synchronized nature of their movements allowed Zam to immediately discern the depth of their relationship.

He hesitated for a moment, then said, "Congratulations on finding your brother, Guina. Can I trust you?"

Kuina asked, "Of course, thanks to you for your help before. Is there anything I can help you with?"

“We’re planning to sabotage the funeral,” Zam whispered. “To stop Lord Fishing Lantern from holding this ascension funeral!”

The four of them tensed up.

Luffy and Ace exchanged a glance, while Kuina said, "You two? Zam, I understand your desire to see Lord Lantern King die, but disrupting the funeral in such a public setting..."

"We can't worry about that now." Zam said, his eyes reddening. "We went to the King of the Stars for help to dissuade him, and some people went to see Lord Fishing Lantern King, but it seems that Lord Fishing Lantern King has no intention of changing his mind. The funeral will be held soon, and this is the only way we have left!"

Even if we are blamed by Lord Fishing Lantern, even if we die, we will absolutely…

He clenched his fists, his body trembling slightly, revealing a suppressed determination.

Kuina looked at Zoro and the other two.

“Let’s go,” Luffy said.

Ace nodded: "Together."

Zam's face lit up with surprise: "Thank you, brothers. What are your names...?"

Soon, Zam led the four of them to a courtyard very close to the tower.

There were 47 people gathered here, and with the five of them, that makes 52 people.

The weakest king lights one lamp, while the strongest lights three lamps.

"Huh? Zam, bringing people here at this time, who are they...?" someone asked in surprise.

“He’s my friend, no problem.”

Zam patted his chest and assured them that soon Guina and her three companions had a brief introduction to these people.

The four exchanged glances discreetly.

There are quite a lot of people.

'It's alright, we'll stop them for a while.'

Be careful.

Even with Luffy's eccentric personality, he reached a consensus with the other three.

Stop the funeral? How could it be stopped?

They also wanted to prevent Granny Xin's death, but they respected her choice, respecting the final destination chosen by an aging, powerful elder.

Even Figo is on the island, so anyone who tries to stop the funeral will not succeed and will only make the funeral imperfect, adding a farce to the end of the ancestors. So they have to stop those who want to stop the funeral!

Time flew by, and noon was approaching.

There was a brief moment of quiet commotion on the street outside, and then the next moment even the sound of breathing almost disappeared.

In the courtyard, the kings who intended to stop the funeral exchanged glances. One of the scouts returned and whispered, "Let's prepare to move in. Lord Fishing Lantern King has already begun climbing the tower. Everyone, remember which direction you should attack from?"

Everyone nodded in unison.

Guina took a deep breath, faced Zam, and said, "I'm sorry, Zam."

"I'm sorry, Jorus."

"I'm sorry, Ifa."

"I'm sorry..."

Just as Kuina and her three companions were about to make their move, they suddenly heard a series of sentences in the courtyard that sounded similar to what Kuina had said!

There was a moment of deathly silence in the courtyard.

Nearly 80% of the top players looked at each other in bewilderment.

The remaining 20% ​​of the winners, who were the ones being apologized to, all stared wide-eyed.

"What...are you apologizing for?"

"Hey?! You guys?!"

The 39 people exchanged knowing smiles and surrounded the remaining 13: "Stay here, don't move."

"You...you?!"

"I trusted you so much, you bastard!"

The center of the island.

As Wang Wangang, the fishing lantern king, climbed step by step towards the top of the tower, a smile appeared on his lips.

Chapter 347 Inheritance

According to incomplete statistics, more than 10 people went to Uramio Island after learning about the funeral of Wang Gang, the King of Fishing Lanterns.

It may seem like there aren't many, but ordinary people and the King of Lantern Fishing rarely have any interaction. Most of those gathered here are strong individuals at the wick level or above, and the majority are even the kings who have lit the lanterns!

The fact that 10 people, whether sighing, saddened, or experiencing complex emotions, remained silent as they watched the man climbing the tower step by step, in itself signifies a powerful force of will.

When Wan Gang stood at the top of the tower, this willpower reached its peak. The clouds in the sky instantly dispersed, revealing a clear blue sky. The lights of the kings seemed to sense this as well, and did not suppress it.

Wan Gang looked up at the sky, a smile appearing on his face. He looked down at the pairs of eyes watching him and said, "Thank you all for helping to clear the clouds. When I go up, you will be able to see more clearly."

Without any amplification, his joke spread throughout the entire island.

Many kings who had once received his favors caught their breath for a moment, some trembled, and others couldn't help but let out a howl.

"Lord Fishing Lantern King!"

"Thank you all for taking time out of your busy schedules to attend this old man's funeral. I saw many familiar faces, and I'm very happy to see that you've all grown up," Wan Gang continued.

"Over the past month, many people have come to persuade me. You can probably guess what I want to do. They advised me that the human race no longer needs to hold ascension funerals, and they are willing to go to the battlefield with me."

Those who offered such advice to Wan Gang felt a pang of sorrow.

“Some people are very direct and intend to disrupt the funeral today, intending to stop me by force.”

The 13 people who were trying to break through the 39-person encirclement stopped moving, some even choking up.

“There are still people stopping them. Even though they wanted to stop me more, they reluctantly did so out of respect for me and to fulfill my wishes.”

The 39 people who made the move remained silent.

"Whichever it is, it makes me very gratified. My 3186 years of life have not been a failure after all." Wan Gang's voice became loud and clear.

"However, in the end, I stubbornly remain here. As for the reason? Let me tell you a story first."

"I have a friend……"

……

"So telling me your story was a rehearsal for today?" Figo said to the Skeleton Emperor as he turned to the familiar opening line on the east coast of Uramio Island.

The Skeleton King was filled with mixed emotions, and finally sighed and laughed, "That old bastard."

The two did not approach to watch the ceremony, but stayed in this corner of the seaside. Only Lingling, Nami and Shirahoshi were by their side, because there was only one protagonist today - the Lantern King Mangang.

Compared to when he told Figo, this time, Wangan told the story of the Skeleton Emperor in much more detail, including some stories from the time when humans struggled at sea.

The ending also differed from what Figo had said.

"Hahaha, I don't know what possessed me back then. He was clearly a weak guy who cried like a child, but I still believed him."

I told him that I was waiting for him to change the situation of humanity. If that day ever came, I could sail a boat around the sea of ​​lights, leisurely fishing for lights every day, and live a peaceful life.

In the end, he achieved half of his goal, and I achieved mine. That's great!

This long-forgotten history is probably only known to Wangan and the Skeleton King. This is the first time that everyone has learned that there is such a story behind the establishment of Capri and the birth of the Lantern King.

"But!" Wan Gang's tone suddenly changed: "The old skeleton only achieved half of his goal! The other half, the annihilation of the demon race, was not achieved!"

"Thanks to the Star King's help, we are now very close to achieving this half goal. However, I am saddened to find that the hearts of humanity have fallen apart. Ask yourselves honestly, how many of you thought of joining the Army of Light and fighting as soon as you learned of the outbreak of war?"

"'With the King of the Stars around, he's so powerful. If he kills the Pillar of Omniscience, won't the demon race just have to wait for their annihilation?' How many people think like that?"

"Over the years, you have subtly rejected visitors from the stars, feeling that their arrival is a struggle for the lights that should rightfully belong to you. Countless visitors from the stars have become slaves to fishing for the lights. Yet, at this time, you hope to rely on the King of the Stars alone?!"

“Look up at the sky! Look up at the countless lights of our ancestors! See if the thirteen kings are watching over us from the sky!”

"What has happened to us, the humans of Mount Lampfire, the once indomitable human race?!"

A sudden barrage of angry questions echoed across the island and reverberated far out to sea!

The atmosphere on the island fell into a deathly silence.

"Never underestimate the demon race! They are a race that has prevented our ancestors from landing for 7000 years! They are a warlike and powerful race! They are a race where everyone is a soldier!"

War is extremely cruel! Do you think that after the war begins, the demon race will still stay within their sea areas as they did 600 years ago? Surprise attacks, massacres—anywhere on the planet Dandelion could be attacked by them!

And in such a vast expanse of starlight, how many places can the King of the Stars, the Old Skeleton, or even this old man like me travel to, day and night without sleep? Before the demon race is destroyed, how much will the human race suffer?

Submarines, underwater bubble islands, and all sorts of bizarre spatial and temporal abilities—who dares to say they can defend against everything?!

Wan Gang's tone gradually softened.