Ignite the fire from the pirates

Dorag looked towards the big bear.

I still remember the first time they met in the Kingdom of Solby. At that time, the big bear was rejecting Ginny's proposal.

The reason is simply because he is a member of the Bakanni tribe, and in his opinion, his fate will make everyone around him unhappy.

But now...

The bear who had been tortured on Marijoa, whose parents had died, and who still called Satan "uncle" in the Valley of the Gods, has disappeared.

In the past year, the spark has spread the flame of thought, and batches of ideological teachers who are able to understand and teach have also spread the thought.

The former superiority and irresistibility have been broken.

The Celestial Dragons on Marijoa are nothing more than fat bugs that suck the blood of all living things in the world.

Only with revolution can there be a future!

……

After finishing the matter, Kevin also returned to the Navy Headquarters.

The incident in the Sabaody Archipelago had a huge impact, but it had nothing to do with the youth training camp. Even Zephyr had already retired from the front line.

When Kevin's consciousness entered the prison space, the wails of painful souls resounded throughout the prison.

Even Kevin, who had just appeared, had his ears blown off.

Among the wailing sounds that came one after another, the leader was very familiar and the loudest.

"Who is this? It's screaming quite loudly."

Roger, who had been bombarded with noise for several hours, felt his soul was exhausted. "I didn't expect the voices of the Celestial Dragons were so good. They were treated like pariahs as soon as they came in. There was no way to communicate, so they burned it directly. As a result..."

Kevin sighed and patted Roger on the shoulder. "I have to go see if the cell has sound shielding capabilities. Otherwise, you may have to endure years of torture."

Roger was stunned: "Is the sin value so high? Then can't the young master come up with a big one this time?"

Kevin rubbed his hands and said, "Not bad, not bad. Who knows, I'll save up some money and attack Mary Geoise next time. You don't have to wait 20 years. If your son grows up and becomes a pirate, I might catch him and let you teach him a lesson."

Uh →_→

Roger curled his lips. After all, it was hard to say.

Ignoring Roger who was habitually absent-minded behind him, Kevin walked straight to the passage where the screams were the loudest.

Not long after, Samit Saint was seen rolling on the ground and screaming.

It has been several hours since he came in. If he were a physical body, he would have fainted from the pain or exhausted. But this is a soul body. The support of the sin value and the inability to faint have turned this guy into a tenor.

But it seems that there was no need to skin him alive before. It would be much more painful to send him directly in than to be tortured outside, and it would be more convenient for him.

"It's a bit slow..."

Kevin looked at Samit Saint's sin value, which was almost in the seven digits.

Seven hundred and eighty-three thousand...

As expected, this complete one is much better than Roger's, which would be invalid if he didn't take it within one second. Speaking of which, if he had discussed with Hikoichiro on the execution platform and delayed for three seconds, Roger would have been worth at least this much.

Kevin waved his hand, and the black flame that had been attached to the Holy Soul of Samit disappeared.

Anyway, one minute at a time, it will take about a year and a half to draw all the money. Wouldn't it be better to spend this time chatting to make yourself feel better?

When it comes to revenge, it's definitely more satisfying if you let your enemy know the whole story.

“Ga…ga…”

???

Kevin was stunned for a moment. How did he turn into a duck?

This prison doesn’t even have an instruction manual, so how can it burn souls into ducks?

"what!!!"

There was a sudden mad roar and Samit rushed over like a madman.

However, the soul was blocked by the iron bars of the cell and there was no possibility of getting out.

"I...amn't I dead?"

“It hurts! Ouch…it really hurts!”

"Wow!"

Samit Saint, who was in tears and emotionally broken, knelt down in the cell.

"It really hurts! Can you let me go?"

"As long as you let me go, I can give you anything you want!"

The face of the crazy Samit's soul was distorted: "One billion Baileys! Ten billion Baileys! One hundred billion! You can take all my money! Let me go, it hurts!"

"And women! I have many slaves that I can give you! The long-legged ones, mermaids, giants... I'll give them all to you... Let me go!"

Kevin watched the other person beg silently.

After a long time, he squatted down and spoke through the iron bars: "You know what? I saw what you just did when I was one year old. It's just that you did it for yourself, while they did it for their children."

Samit looked up blankly.

Kevin continued, "Fifteen years ago in the Valley of Gods, among the people you slaughtered, do you remember that man? He knelt down and begged you to spare his sister and his one-year-old nephew."

After he finished speaking, Samit held his head in his hands.

He was afraid of the burning of the black flame just now, but he couldn't remember it no matter what.

With so many humans killed every day, how could they possibly remember things that happened more than a decade ago?

I am just a lowly person. Isn't it an honor to be hunted as a prey and bring points to my noble self?

"It seems you don't remember."

Kevin's voice sounded, and black flames were about to appear with a wave of his hand. Samit suddenly became anxious.

No matter what, he didn't want to feel the torture he just experienced anymore. It was so painful that he lost his innate arrogance at this moment.

Kevin paused, but Samit couldn't remember.

"I...I really can't remember! There were so many humans on the school trip to God Valley, and I killed countless humans. How could I remember?"

"But! But as long as you let me go, I can agree to anything you want! What do you want? As long as it exists in this world, I can give it to you!"

Hearing this, Kevin shook his head slightly: "You can't do it. There are nearly 100,000 natives in the Valley of Gods. You can't resurrect them. And you are already dead. I cut off your limbs, cut them one by one, and finally pierced your throat."

"You are just a soul now, a soul that needs to be cleansed of its sins here. You can only be freed when it is over."

Kevin looked at the confused Samit and suddenly lost interest.

The once high and mighty celestial dragon was now kneeling on the ground like a humble reptile, begging for mercy.

The guy who laughed while being held hostage by his men, pulled the trigger and aimed, taking pleasure in his life fifteen years ago, is now afraid of pain and humble.

"Actually... I just want to tell you. Fifteen years ago, a survivor of the Valley of the Gods, who was also one of the original inhabitants, crawled out of hell and returned with the flames of hell."

Kevin stood up indifferently: "I... am the survivor."

……

Chapter 50 Aftermath

Am I...already dead?

Samit looked at his hands, his soul materializing in this prison, and he could not see any difference.

But it was obvious that the pariah in front of him had no intention of letting him go.

All of a sudden, the education I had received over the past few decades resurfaced.

He is a descendant of God, a descendant of twenty creators, and a world noble who is superior to Marijoa and all human beings.

He's just a human being, how dare he! How dare he do this? !

From birth, from what he has seen, heard, and accepted, he is different from humans or all other creatures. He is different!

"Untouchables! Humans!"

"Do you know the consequences of killing the Celestial Dragons?"

"You will be executed! You will be executed in the most cruel way possible!"

……

Kevin looked at the hysterical Samit quietly until he ran out of words, then he said, "Are you done? If you are, then continue. It seems that you have never considered yourself a human being, but the pain is the same."

As soon as he finished speaking, the black flames enveloped Samit's soul again.

It cannot be extinguished and there is no damage, but the pain caused by burning every second is drawing sin points.

"what!!!"

The painful howl rang out again, but Kevin turned and left.

Before entering the prison space, he had thought about how cruel he would be, and even how he would enjoy the other person's miserable appearance, or the sight of him kneeling down and begging for mercy.

But in the end...it was boring.

In their minds, they have never considered themselves human. They call themselves the descendants of God and take pleasure in the pain of life, but that doesn't mean they have no emotions.

Being able to feel pain means that one has emotions.

It’s just that from the moment they are born, they know that they are not the same species as humans. They are gods, gods who are high above.

Treating humans is like stepping on an ant to death. How can humans understand the ant's feelings?

……

On the high platform in the prison space.

Roger, who was waiting for Kevin, blocked his ears and said, "How long will this fat pig keep yelling? In the past, it was only a few days or a week at most, but you just said a few years. His voice is too loud."

Kevin stood at the entrance of the passage and began to think about how to isolate the sound.

The next second, Samit's wailing in the passage disappeared instantly, and the cell was isolated.

Although some CP prisoners and human trafficking shop owners and salesmen were also screaming, compared to Samit, it was still within the tolerable range.

"Although the Tianlong people are not short of money, they will not hide their money somewhere."

Kevin looked at Roger and said, "Among the remaining ones, there are human traffickers and people from the World Government. Pry open their mouths and keep a record. I will take them later."

Roger smiled and rubbed his hands: "Now that the young master has made his fortune, will there be a way to take me out? I've been here for almost a year, and I feel like my bones are almost rusted."

Hearing this, Kevin looked at the recorded sin value.

According to some estimation, if all the criminals in the several passages were burned to death, the number would probably reach nearly 900,000.

But Samit alone takes a year and a half to burn, while the others can be burned to ashes in one or two weeks.

"We'll have to wait a little longer."

Kevin thought for a while, then said in a deep voice: "Roger, I remember you once said that the Pirate King is the freest person in this sea. But if you can get out, you can only help me do things."

"If you lose this freedom, will the three-color dominance that was once brought about by your spiritual will still exist?"

Roger put his hand on his nose when he heard that.

"Help you do something? That depends on what I'm doing. If it means oppressing civilians, that's not my intention."

"Also, if you need my strength, then the best way is to let me go on adventures. Just contact me if you have something serious to do. In this way, as long as it does not violate my basic wishes, it should be fine."

Basic intention?

Kevin recalled a fragment of his memory, which was what Roger said when he first invited Rayleigh to board the ship.

Let's turn this world upside down together.

"Roger, no need to wait 20 years."

"Ok?"

"After being in this prison for nearly a year, you should know what I rely on. At most... at most, I only need fifteen more Celestial Dragons, and I can overthrow Marijoa by myself!"

Roger fell silent.

Having experienced the Valley of God, he knew some details about the World Government, but having also spent almost a year in this prison, he also knew the potential of the young man in front of him.