One Piece : I resurrected Gol D Roger! Chapter 471-475

Chapter 471-472—World live broadcast!

Morgans’ wings fluttered slightly as he turned to face Liu Feng, his expression unreadable.

"You want me to broadcast this... the execution of Blackbeard?"

Liu Feng smiled, but there was no warmth in it.

"Yes. The entire world needs to see the fall of one of the Four Emperors. The time for fear is over. Everyone must know that no one is above the law, not even Blackbeard."

Morgans considered the request for a moment, his sharp mind calculating the implications.

It wasn’t just any news story; this would alter the course of history. A public execution of a man who once wielded power strong enough to challenge entire fleets—a man who orchestrated and won the Marineford War. The man who mocked the Marines. The only person in history to possess two Devil Fruits.

This would be a statement—a declaration of the new order.

"Done!!"

Morgans replied with a determined nod, his sharp gaze never leaving Liu Feng.

"But you’re aware of the weight of this, right? Once the news is out, there will be no turning back. The entire world will know, and the reaction will be… explosive."

Liu Feng’s gaze hardened, his voice low and resolute.

"I'm ready. The world needs to understand that those who seek to destabilize it will be crushed. Blackbeard has gone unchecked for far too long. It’s time to end this."

With that, Morgans moved swiftly, his hands already working behind the scenes, reaching out to every corner of the globe. The news would spread faster than anyone could imagine. The world would know that Blackbeard, the last of the Four Emperors, was about to meet his demise.

Deng!! Deng!! Deng!!

One after another, projection lights shot out from the heights of various military fortresses, and the dazzling light was like a vast invisible stream, pouring all over the huge execution platform.

At the same time, all the communication of the video phone-mushi was connected in an instant.

The next moment, the whole world, whether it was those rich countries and forces or those poor, war-torn, and disaster-stricken islands, suddenly saw this terrifying and majestic scene under the influence of certain forces.

The black flag fluttered before my eyes, swaying violently in the raging wind that carried the scent of blood and iron across the battlefield. The towering execution platform stood tall, a symbol of unwavering justice and the supreme authority of the New World’s overlord. As the cameras pulled back, the image froze, capturing a moment destined for history.

At that instant, the world fell into silence. Shocked, everyone stared at the Den Den Mushi screen, their eyes locked on the historic scene. Even their breath seemed to halt, trapped in the weight of the moment.

"This is??"

"The Fleet Admiral of the new Neo Navy!!"

"Those are the senior officials of the new navy!!"

"Wait! Why? What? Four Emperors Whitebeard is also here! Didn't he die in the war at the top?"

"Fire Fist Ace!! Phoenix Marco?? Flower Sword Vista??"

"They are all four emperors who once dominated the New World and the top officers of the Whitebeard Pirates' main ship!"

"They are all back!!"

"Liu Feng resurrected Whitebeard and Ace!!"

"The war at the top of the Navy Headquarters has become a complete joke!!"

"Could it be that the Whitebeard Pirates have joined the New Navy!"

"How is this possible?"

"But this is the only reasonable explanation."

"As you see!!! Look!!"

"That's the Four Emperors Charlotte LinLin…Big Mom!!"

"The Vice-President of the Pirate Group, Charlotte Katakuri, and the other captains are all resurrected!!"

"World Destroyer Byrnndi World"

"Oh my god!!!"

"Has the new navy already recruited the surrender of the two Four Emperors Pirate Groups?"

"In addition to the legendary pirate "World Destroyer Byrnndi World!!"

"The new navy has added three top combat forces above the admiral level!!"

"…"

As the image on the video Den Den Mushi screen seemed to be deliberately framed, capturing those deep, commanding breaths like the vast sky, a cold smile flashed across Liu Feng’s face. In that instant, the world erupted into chaos.

No words or explanations were needed. The imposing figures standing beneath the execution platform made their purpose clear—they were its guardians. The meaning behind it was undeniable. Most of the combat power from two of the Four Emperors’ pirate crews, along with Byrnndi World—the legendary pirate capable of destroying the world—had all joined the Navy. Draped in large black cloaks of justice, they stood united.

The sheer weight of this revelation sent shockwaves through the world. The focus of the broadcast, however, made many subconsciously overlook the presence of the imprisoned Four Emperors, Blackbeard, restrained by two New Navy soldiers atop the execution platform.

"Is this your goal? To showcase the armed might of your New Navy?" Morgan's pupils shrank, his face pale as he muttered. Moments ago, he had directed his intelligence network to connect global communications, broadcasting this historic public execution to the world.

Liu Feng gazed down at the execution platform, where admiral-level forces stood in formation. A smirk crept onto his lips—cold, calculating.

"We have to let the world know how powerful the justice they expect is, right?"

"Only in this way can they have enough confidence in justice."

Morgan was stunned when he heard this and couldn't help turning his head to look deeply at Liu Feng.

From Morgan’s angle, he could only see Liu Feng’s profile—sharp and chiseled like it had been carved by a blade. His sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, though youthful, carried the weight of war’s trials, reflecting both determination and a hardened resolve.

For a moment, Morgan’s gaze wavered, lost in thought. Countless pieces of intelligence about Liu Feng flooded his mind—his battles, his calculated strategies, and the ruthless precision of his decisions. The world saw only his power, status, and overwhelming reputation. They fixated on his extraordinary abilities and impossibly young age.

But Morgan knew—there was far more to this man than what met the eye.

But in fact, the wars this young man has experienced, the enemies he has faced, the layout he has planned, and the pressure he has endured are no less than anyone else in this sea.

Chapter 473 - Akainu: Are you afraid?

At the same time, in Marine Headquarters, Marineford—

Inside the emergency military meeting room, a group of high-ranking naval officers swiftly took their seats, led by their adjutants. Their gazes were fixed on the Den Den Mushi screen, their expressions grim and tense.

Marine Fleet Admiral Akainu sat at the center, his face dark with fury. The murderous aura radiating from him was as chilling as ice frozen for a thousand years, causing the room’s temperature to drop ever so subtly.

"Public executions are getting more and more interesting."

Kizaru supported his chin with one hand and said slowly with a mocking look on his face.

Everyone else can hear the deep meaning behind Kizaru's words.

The significance of public execution was to demonstrate the authority of justice.

It was a symbol of "legitimacy" in law enforcement.

For countless years, only the Navy Headquarters—the "spokesperson for justice" and the sole military force legally recognized by the World Government—held the authority to conduct public executions.

Any execution carried out by other forces or organizations lacked legitimacy. In the eyes of the government and the navy, such acts were nothing more than vigilante justice—mere battles fueled by personal grudges and revenge.

This was different from Judicial Island, like the Impel Down Prison, which was a symbol of the law enforcement of the authoritarian rule of the World Government.

But the scene before them means that the Navy has completely denied the legitimacy of the World Government.

Public execution!!

Liu Feng and the new navy under his leadership have now replaced the Navy Headquarters and become the "executors of justice" and law enforcers on this sea!

This may not be something that can affect the lives of many people, after all; such a world was still very far away from them.

But for the Navy Headquarters, it means that they have completely and simply, without ambiguity, lost the legitimacy of "justice".

"Blackbeard was captured alive by them."

"It seems that the Blackbeard Pirates were wiped out by the New Navy in the New World, and the Whitebeard Pirates were resurrected. The information has been confirmed."

"And the Pirates..."

Fujitora, who was sitting next to Kizaru, frowned tightly.

His thick eyebrows twisted into a deep "川" character, revealing a haze that could not be dispersed.

In the sight, the Whitebeard Pirates and the members of the Pirates have already put on the black robes of the New Navy.

"I'm very curious—how did Liu Feng manage to get Whitebeard and the other two to join his army?" Green Bull smirked with interest, his expression playful.

"Forget Whitebeard. With his personality, it's not surprising if he joined Liu Feng out of gratitude for resurrecting them," he continued. "But that... crazy woman—I can't imagine she would agree so easily."

"How could the Four Emperors, rulers of the New World, willingly serve under someone else?"

While the three Admirals remained relatively at ease, the Vice Admirals sat in tense silence, their expressions solemn. They barely dared to breathe as they watched the figures on the screen—figures so overwhelmingly powerful that their mere presence felt suffocating.

At that moment, a chilling realization struck them.

—In the near future, they might have to face these terrifying monsters in battle.

In the war on the top, they urgently summoned the Seven Warlords of the Sea, dispatched countless troops, and deployed their camps to defeat the Whitebeard Pirates.

But their Navy Headquarters also paid an extremely heavy price.

"That was just one of the Four Emperors' crews! What if they truly decide to confront the Navy head-on?"

If that happened, they wouldn't just be facing two of the Four Emperors' forces—they would also have to contend with a New Navy that had grown even stronger than the Four Emperors themselves.

Against such an overwhelming enemy, could they really hope to win?

As this thought took hold, a heavy sense of despair settled over the room. Many present felt their spirits sink, their confidence wavering. Victory seemed impossible.

"You are afraid??"

Akainu's voice suddenly broke the silence. He slowly lifted his head, the shadow of his military cap failing to conceal the murderous, cold, and merciless gleam in his eyes. His gaze, sharp as a blade, swept across the conference room.

Aside from a handful of admirals, none of the officers dared to meet his stare.

Seeing this pathetic display, Akainu let out a low laugh—cold, mocking, yet unsurprised. It was as if he had expected this all along.

"It's right to be afraid."

To everyone's surprise, Akainu said this.

They were stunned and then raised their heads in confusion.

Akainu's bloodshot eyes remained fixed on the Den Den Mushi screen, his expression rigid and cold, like an unfeeling machine.

"Only by overcoming the fear in your heart—by standing firm even against an enemy several times, or even dozens of times stronger—can you truly never retreat."

"This... is what it means to be a true soldier, isn’t it?"

Chapter 474—Fleet Admiral Akainu!

When Akainu spoke, his tone was eerily calm, yet there was an unmistakable coldness and detachment in his voice.

"Of course. Yes, of course."

As a soldier, isn’t this the way it should be?

Akainu's words struck the minds and souls of everyone present like a thunderclap, reverberating through them. They all lowered their heads in unison, their faces filled with shame and self-doubt.

"Don't bow your heads."

Akainu's deep voice echoed through the room. "A soldier should never bow their head, except at a funeral."

Everyone was shocked, as if something hot was about to burst out of their hearts.

They couldn't help but clench their fists and raised their heads. They held their heads high and looked at their Fleet Admiral with respect.

Yes, they had experienced a heavy defeat and were even driven out of the New World like a dog that had lost its home.

They could only hide in the first half of the paradise of the great route and secretly accumulate strength.

But what does it matter? Now they have no more constraints, no orders can hinder their development, and no one will ride on their heads and point fingers.

The paradise was on the verge of unification, with dozens of kingdoms and forces already under the control of their iron-fisted army. Through immense organizational power and strict control, the taxes collected from these regions far surpassed the military funding provided by the World Government. The army's morale grew stronger each day, and recruitment surged at an impressive rate.

Under the relentless military order, the city of Water 7 was producing heavy warships of Buster Call caliber nearly every day.

Meanwhile, the Navy's Science Department, under Admiral Borsalino’s leadership, efficiently churned out a large number of pacifist killing machines.

With abundant resources and top-tier military orders, the power of the Navy Headquarters had never been more formidable or expanded to such unprecedented levels.

What else is there to fear? There was no escape. Only the victors could be called righteous. They had no choice but to fight to the death.

"Everyone—"

Akainu crushed his burning cigar with one hand, pressing his palms heavily against the table. With a slow, deliberate motion, he stood up from his seat, his tall and muscular frame imposing. The overwhelming pressure, infused with Akainu’s fierce presence, swept across the room, causing everyone to instinctively tighten their focus, their eyes burning with excitement.

"This will be our final battle for justice."

His voice was laced with deadly intent.

"No matter the outcome,"

"No matter who lives or dies in the end…"

"No matter who ultimately claims justice..."

Akainu smiled boldly, his voice filled with unwavering resolve.

"We will risk our honor and our lives to defend the dignity of our Navy, together with you!"

He suddenly pointed behind him, and on the wall, the plaque bearing the five black characters "Absolute Justice" stood out, exuding an aura of nobility and authority.

"This is our belief!!"

Boom!!

The moment his words echoed, a majestic energy, as immense as the sun, erupted from Akainu’s body.

It spread out as an invisible wave, sweeping through the conference room and radiating throughout every corner of Marineford.

Everyone's expressions shifted immediately.

Kizaru, lips curled into a faint smile, seemed intrigued.

Fujitora and Green Bull exchanged looks, their faces etched with doubt and uncertainty.

This was Conqueror’s Haki!!!

Akainu had awakened it!

This meant that, at this moment, he had broken free from the World Government's influence and had become a true king of the Navy.

The strong, indomitable spirit that burned within Akainu marked him as destined for greatness. His rise was inevitable—he had the qualifications of a king!

Meanwhile, outside the emergency military meeting room, two elderly figures leaned against the wall, gazing out at the howling sea and clear blue sky, lost in their own thoughts.

The blue and white justice flag of the seagull fluttered in the wind before them, its Libra seagull emblem seeming almost alive, as if it yearned to soar into the sky.

Garp and Sengoku stood side by side, their expressions mixed with deep complexity.

"Akainu... this kid is really..."

Garp shook his head, letting out a long sigh.

Sengoku smiled bitterly, his voice tinged with regret. "Maybe... it seems we misjudged him."

"Maybe…" Garp replied quietly.

"In this era, we truly need someone like him to lead the Navy down a different path."

Sengoku's voice was filled with melancholy, weighed down by emotion.

"At least, he’s done what we never dared to do in our lives."

Indeed, Akainu had boldly defied the World Government’s orders, swiftly conquering dozens of its member states, unifying Paradise, overhauling the Navy, and initiating radical military reforms.

Sengoku himself admitted that he could never have done such things—and perhaps never would have dared.

It was clear that Akainu’s awakening of Conqueror’s Haki was only a matter of time.

Garp chuckled, his tone light but resolute. "Indeed, no matter the outcome of this war, this world will eventually change."

"Justice will become the dominant force in the world!"

Akainu might not have been exaggerating or slandering—he was simply that hardcore.

Chapter 475—Blackbeard's last Words: I Have No Regrets

The sun was warm, but the wind carried a biting cold. A sense of loneliness gradually filled the air, as if foretelling the arrival of murderous intent.

On the execution platform, Blackbeard couldn’t help but shiver as he gazed at the powerful figures below, a chill running through his body.

Cruel and tyrannical by nature, he had spent decades hiding his dangerous edge aboard Whitebeard’s ship. But once he had achieved his goal, he unleashed the fury and malice that had built up over those long years.

Yet in this moment, Blackbeard knew deep down that his life was coming to an end.

His body felt hollow, as if every ounce of his former strength had been drained away. The powerful forces that once fueled him had completely dissipated.

It was as if fear had consumed him—his once imposing figure had withered into something thin and frail. His hands were tightly bound behind his back with seastone handcuffs, and he knelt silently on the ground, awaiting the final moment.

The immense power and energy of the Navy's massive phalanx surged across the land, a sea of blood and force that seemed to swallow everything in its path. The hot breath of the soldiers mingled with the icy wind, forming a steaming, snow-white mist that covered the battlefield.

The biting wind rushed at Blackbeard, causing him to instinctively squint his eyes.

Through the swirling mist, he spotted a black flag.

A golden sword pierced through a skull.

"Eternal justice?"

"How ridiculous!"

Blackbeard muttered, a twisted, mocking smile playing on his lips.

"Ridiculous?"

A cold voice sliced through the air beside him. Blackbeard froze, then turned with a sneer, only to find Liu Feng standing next to him. At some point, the Fleet Admiral had appeared, looking down at him.

Liu Feng’s black hair fluttered in the wind, and his brown-black eyes were calm yet unyielding. They glowed with an icy intensity, sharp and unforgiving like the edge of a sword.

"Isn't it ridiculous?"

"If your power was not strong enough, do you think anyone will really believe in this bullshit justice?"

Blackbeard laughed mockingly, he knew no one could save him.

This was the new navy headquarters, and all his crew members were dead.

The strange thing was that when facing the real moment of death, there was no fear in his heart.

Is that the feeling of despair? Since the New Navy had arranged for a public execution and even used Morgan’s intelligence network to broadcast it live to the world, it was clear that Liu Feng had fully committed to ending Blackbeard’s life.

No one could stop him now.

Under the watchful eyes of the entire world, Blackbeard couldn’t rely on his strange power to resurrect himself again. If he tried, it would likely result in a repeat of the Navy's failed war at Marineford. This public execution could easily turn into a mockery of the Navy.

"You are right." Liu Feng’s voice rang out, cold and certain.

Liu Feng's words caught Blackbeard off guard. He hadn’t expected Liu Feng to acknowledge his perspective so openly. Even more surprising, Liu Feng didn’t lecture him about the lofty ideals of "justice."

"Justice, like many things, needs to be upheld by powerful forces," Liu Feng said with a smile. "Without power, talking about faith is just ideal talk."

"If you don't understand that, then my position as the new fleet admiral of the Navy is also pointless."

Blackbeard paused for a moment, then suddenly erupted in laughter.

"JiHahahaha!!!"

His eyes turned red, and he laughed so hard that tears welled up.

Liu Feng slowly extended his hand, gripping the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Clang!!

The sharp sound of the longsword being unsheathed echoed through the air, its ringing vibration cutting through the tense silence.

A murderous aura surged.

At that moment, everyone around the world watching through the Den Den Mushi's live broadcast held their breath.

The public execution had begun.

The most ambitious man on the seas, the Four Emperors’ Blackbeard, who had dominated the New World, was about to be executed.

Liu Feng grasped the hilt of his sword with both hands, lifting it high into the air.

The sharp blade whistled through the air, cutting through the silence like a blade through flesh.

The world stood still.

Liu Feng gazed down at Blackbeard, kneeling before him, and spoke in a deep, authoritative voice.

"With the new Navy's 'indelible righteousness,' in the name of justice, I, the second Fleet Admiral of the new Navy, Liu Feng—"

"—Hereby sentence you, Blackbeard, to death."

His eyes locked on Blackbeard's, and he added, "Now, you may speak your last words."

Blackbeard was stunned, staring back into Liu Feng's calm eyes. For a moment, his gaze drifted from Liu Feng’s unyielding face to the distant horizon.

He saw the towering figures of Whitebeard, Ace, Marco, Vista, and countless other new Navy warships, their flags waving proudly in the sky. The endless, unrelenting sea stretched on, a vast journey that seemed to never end.

In that moment, Blackbeard's mind wandered back. He remembered himself as a twelve-year-old boy stepping aboard Whitebeard's ship. The shock of seeing Whitebeard's power for the first time. The scar on Red Hair's face. The dagger that pierced Thatch's heart. Impel Down, the Battle of the Top, the Battle of the End, and his ascension to the Four Emperors.

At this moment, for reasons he couldn’t explain, Blackbeard felt an unexpected peace settle in his heart.

He suddenly laughed wantonly.

"I have no regrets!!"

"Because…"

His eyes were fixed on the distant sea.

"People's dreams will never end!"

"JIHahahahaha!"

Swish!!

The longsword swung down and Blackbeard's head fell to the ground.