Chapter 224: Survivors of the Valley of Gods

South China Sea, Kingdom of Sobel.

The sky was gray, withered snowflakes fell to the ground, dyeing the world white.

Kingdom of Sobel, Royal Castle, top.

A tall and burly figure like a giant bear sat on the top edge of the castle, with his legs casually hanging in the air.

He wore a strangely spotted trapezoidal hat with two bear ears on it, black woolen curly hair bursting out of the hat, and wore a black coat.

He looked serious and looked about 20 years old, but he had a unique maturity and calmness.

Cold snowflakes fell from the sky, landing on his hat and body, but he was indifferent, just concentrating on reading the thick cover book in his hand.

There was a newspaper next to him.

The world was silent, only the sound of a man flipping a book occasionally sounded.

"I didn't expect the king of the Kingdom of Sobel to be so young."

A low voice with a smile suddenly sounded behind him.

The man paused when flipping the book.

He adjusted his frameless glasses, closed the book, and turned around slowly with a dull look.

The air on the top of the castle suddenly twisted strangely, forming a small hurricane visible to the naked eye, and soon gathered a figure.

The dark green hooded windbreaker, tall figure, exudes a majestic and deep domineering aura.

"Nice to meet you, His Majesty the King of the Kingdom of Sobel, His Excellency Bartholomew Xiong."

The mysterious figure laughed mellowly, raised his hand to take off the hood covering his face, revealing a domineering and cold square face.

He had no eyebrows, and there were crisscrossing blood-red tattoos on his left face, which looked extremely eye-catching in the wind and snow.

"I know you."

Bartholomew Bear stared calmly at the world-famous wanted criminal in front of him, and spoke in a hoarse voice:

"'Hero's Son' Monkey D. Dragon."

Dorrag smiled:

"I am not a 'hero's son' now."

He pointed to the bloody tattoo on his face.

"I am now just a world-class criminal with a high bounty on the shoulders of the World Government and the Navy Headquarters."

Bartholomew Xiong pursed his lips and said lightly:

"So, Mr. Dorag, why did you come to me?"

"The Kingdom of Sobel finally ushered in peace and stability. It is not easy for me to deal with a world-class criminal like you who hastily came to this peaceful country."

Dorague bowed slightly:

"I deeply apologize for my sudden visit."

He glanced at the heavy book with a cover in Bartholomew Xiong's hand, which was printed with the word "BIBLE", and suddenly said:

"Does Mr. Xiong believe in the existence of gods?"

Bartholomew Xiong said expressionlessly:

"In this sea, the gods stand high above the clouds. Isn't Mr. Dorag very clear about this?"

Dorague was silent for a moment.

Bartholomew Xiong put down the book and said to Dorag:

"Please explain your purpose, Mr. Dorag, and leave as soon as possible... If the government knows that you have come to the Kingdom of Solbe, I am afraid that this country will never have peace."

Dorag looked at him deeply and suddenly smiled:

"Mr. Xiong, I would like to invite you to join me... to change the world."

Bartholomew Xiong's expression did not change at all.

He slowly took off his gloves, revealing a bear-like hand.

There was a pink ball of flesh on the palm.

But it was this "cute" hand that made Dorag's pupils shrink suddenly.

Bartholomew Xiong said calmly:

"I'm sorry, I refuse."

"Mr. Dorag, you should leave."

"If you want to travel, where do you want to go? Maybe I can take you there."

Dorag frowned and said:

"Don't you want to listen to my ideas?"

Bartholomew Xiong shook his head and said:

"There is no need for that. I just want to protect the people of this country. I don't want to care about the rest, and I can't care about it."

As he spoke, he looked into the distance, with a gentle look in his eyes.

In the climate of Winter Island, smoke can be vaguely seen rising from every household on the island, and peace and tranquility are everywhere.

"Really..."

Dorag laughed.

He suddenly said something that seemed irrelevant.

"Half a month ago, a slave ship that was supposed to be escorted from the South China Sea to the Holy Land of Mary Joa was sunk. All the slaves on board disappeared, but all the guards died;"

"Two months ago, the slave exchange in Locke Port in the South China Sea was destroyed, and more than 500 slaves disappeared;"

"Five months ago, a slave trader in the South China Sea was killed at home, and his human trafficking fleet was completely destroyed on the same day..."

Doragu looked at Bartholomew Xiong meaningfully and smiled:

"There are many similar things, but do you need me to continue?"

Bartholomew Xiong was silent for a while, and said in a deep voice:

"It seems that Mr. Dorag has done a lot of homework."

Doragu bowed sincerely again:

"If I have offended you, I deeply apologize."

He raised his head and looked at the young man in front of him who was like a giant bear with a burning gaze.

"But Mr. Xiong, the reason I came to you is because I know that you and I are the same kind of people."

"This world is already extremely dirty, full of darkness and dirt... Only a thorough reform can bring real change to this world."

He glanced at Bartholomew Bear's bear paw.

"If I guess correctly, your hands... are the "liberating hands" that can bring people freedom, right?"

Bartholomew Bear's face changed slightly.

This was the first time his expression changed.

——Even when Dorag told all about his actions of saving slaves, his expression never changed.

"What do you know!?"

He stared at Dolag warily.

Dorag sighed.

"I don't know much. My old man was too protective of me before. He tried hard to prevent me from knowing too much about the darkness of this world... But what he didn't expect was that some things cannot be avoided."

He raised his head and looked up at the clouds, his eyes cold and mocking.

"Who would have thought that the most terrifying demon in this world is not in hell, but in heaven?"

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Half an hour later.

It's snowing heavily.

I don't know when, Dorag and Bartholomew Bear were sitting side by side, looking at the quiet Kingdom of Sobel.

"I see……"

Dorag let out a long breath, which condensed into white mist in the cold air, looking lonely.

"The Battle of the Valley of the Gods...the so-called "hero's" battle to become famous turned out to be a genocide that was inhumane..."

His smile was full of indescribable bitterness and deep shock.

"No wonder every time I ask, the old man seems unwilling to mention it..."

The Battle of the Valley of the Gods 9 years ago turned out to be a "hunting game" where the Tianlong people massacred the aborigines of the Valley of the Gods! !

They sealed off the Valley of the Gods, held hunting games there, slaughtered the natives and various slaves as prey, and took the extremely precious Devil Fruit as the winner's prize!

The prizes even include the fish-fruit phantom beast species and the blue dragon form!

During the Battle of the Valley of Gods, this Devil Fruit was snatched away by Big Mom and given to Kaido!

Bartholomew Bear, on the other hand, was a "slave" who was captured to the Valley of the Gods. He and Ivankov teamed up to snatch one of the Devil Fruits as prizes...the Meat Ball Fruit!

Using the ability of the Meat Ball Fruit to knock people away, he constantly saved the slaves in the Valley of Gods, and finally escaped with narrow escapes.

Bartholomew Bear whispered:

"There's not much Mr. Karp can do."

He looked down at his hands, his eyes slightly red.

"Just now you asked me if I believe in the existence of gods... I don't believe it."

"I pray because..."

"Guilt." Drago took over his words.

"Yes."

Bartholomew Bear lowered his eyes and clenched his fists.

"It doesn't matter if it's just one... If there really is a God, I want to pray to Him. Even if it allows me to save one more, I'll be satisfied."

"But...I couldn't save everyone in the end."

He said with a lonely face.

What a gentle person... Dolag stared blankly at Bartholomew Bear's dull face, and couldn't help but clenched his fists.

"Mr. Xiong, there is no god or savior in this world... Even those Tianlong people who think they are gods, their blood is just like ordinary people."

"If you want to save everyone, you can only rely on yourself."

"Become my partner and let's save the world together!"

He held out his hand.

His eyes were firm.

Bartholomew Bear looked at the young man in front of him with a sincere smile.

At this moment, many bloody images seemed to flash through his mind.

Escape, blood, corpses, screams, the evil smiles of the Celestial Dragons...

Bartholomew Bear took a deep breath.

Then……

Stretched out his hand.

Their hands were held tightly together.

It seems like the most noble promise in the world.

…

"So where do we go next?"

Facing the bear's question, Dorag pondered and said:

"We don't have enough manpower and must gather all the forces we can rely on and trust... Since Ivankov is your friend and partner, we should go see him."

Bartholomew Bear nodded.

The Kingdom of Sorbe is just a small country, and its government affairs are very relaxed. You can safely leave government affairs to administrative officials.

"I know where he is."

Dorag smiled and nodded.

He casually glanced at the newspaper on the ground next to him, and suddenly his eyes widened as if he saw something.

"this……"

Dorag took a deep breath and murmured with a dumb smile:

"As expected of you, Darren... It seems that I have to speed up my pace, otherwise I will really be left far behind by you."

Bartholomew Bear glanced at him curiously,

"Do you know this Brigadier General Darren?"

Dorag looked away from the newspaper with a mellow smile on his face.

"he's mine……"

He clenched his fists.

"Best friend."

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