Speaking of this, Rocks' eyes were full of disdain. From his broken and wretched body, a heroic spirit and Haoshoku as if to swallow the world burst forth.
But after saying that, he sighed again.
"However, although I say so, there are too many ambitious people, and the Rocks Pirates will eventually break up. How can those with the aptitude of Haoshoku be willing to stay under another?"
He looked at Carlo's face and suddenly smiled. "Carlo, before you came to Hachinosu, we had already met once, hadn't we?"
Carlo remained silent and did not speak.
"In fact, on the day you landed on Hachinosu, came before me, and challenged me, I discovered that you gave me a familiar feeling, but at that time I didn't remember where that feeling came from. It wasn't until later, seeing your Marine identity and name, that I remembered. You are the son of the White Dragon, Soros White, aren't you?"
"White Dragon, Soros White..."
Rocks looked up at the dark sky, as if lost in memory.
18 years ago.
Because he saw that agreement recorded by the Davy Clan.
To meet Imu, he took advantage of the World Conference to break into the Holy Land, capturing several kings of the Affiliated Nations to stir up chaos in the Holy Land, taking the opportunity to enter the Room of Flowers where Imu was located.
Rocks originally thought his actions would go smoothly.
But he didn't expect that a Marine Admiral would come and fight him to the death to rescue those kings.
That Marine Admiral was the White Dragon Admiral, Soros White, from the same generation as Haines and Kong, a Logia Cloud-Cloud Fruit Power user.
To be honest.
For Soros White to become a Marine Admiral, his strength was still quite formidable.
Although not as strong as himself, he was at least much stronger than Haines.
The power of the Logia Cloud-Cloud Fruit Power allowed him to control all kinds of extreme weather, becoming a walking natural disaster.
Thunder clouds that could release lightning, fire clouds that could release flames, mirage clouds that could grant invisibility and release illusions, freezing clouds that could form hail, rain clouds that could bring down heavy rain... The diversity of his fighting style made Soros White's combat power extremely comprehensive.
It could be said that at that time, taking down this White Dragon Admiral guarding the Holy Land could not be accomplished in a very short time.
However, to Rocks' surprise, it was this Marine Admiral with impressive combat power who would actually give up taking the initiative to attack and switch to defense just to save a few kings of the Affiliated Nations who had nothing to do with him.
In this way, the outcome was predictable.
Rocks' sword skills could even shatter the Gates of Justice, which were thicker and heavier than Marine warships.
What did a mere human body count for?
Even with the elementalization of a Logia user, under several of his strikes, he was slashed into a state of heavy injury on the spot.
Finally, Soros White's chest was crushed by a single strike from him, leaving a bloody hole.
And at that time, he saw a young boy walk onto the messy battlefield.
It seemed to be a young boy with striking white hair, about five or six years old.
Rocks' gaze met the boy's through the hole in Soros White's chest.
The scene was very bloody.
But to Rocks' surprise, he did not see fear on the boy's face.
Not only that, the young child was not even intimidated by his brutality and aura at the time.
At that moment, Rocks had a feeling.
This child would surely be extraordinary in the future.
Although he was brutal back then, he wouldn't go so far as to attack a small child.
He didn't expect that more than ten years later, the little boy who had looked at him without fear in the Holy Land would become the Fourth Division Captain under his command.
At such a young age, his strength was already close to catching up with Newgate, who was much older than him.
In Rocks' eyes, there was a sense of appreciation as he looked at Carlo.
"I really didn't misjudge you back then. You are indeed excellent, even more excellent than I expected."
"Carlo, you probably should have anticipated long ago that I would find out your true identity, right? After all, when you came to Hachinosu back then, you didn't even change your name. Hehe, truly audacious. Weren't you afraid I'd kill you, preventing you from avenging your father?"
Hearing Rocks' question, Carlo shook his head. "You wouldn't kill me."
Rocks was a bit surprised. "Oh? Why?"
"Because you are Rocks."
Rocks was stunned.
Then he laughed involuntarily.
"Wahahahaha, so that's how it is. You were betting on my spirit? It's really... touching, to be so trusted by an enemy..."
As he laughed, he became silent again.
He leaned quietly against a rock, as if thinking about something.
After a long time, Carlo heard Rocks sigh with emotion. "Fate is truly a wonderful thing. In the beginning... I killed your father, but you later became my crewmate, my partner, you saved my wife and child before, and now you've saved my life, and then... you're going to kill me..."
Carlo shook his head. "The one who saved your wife and child wasn't me, it was Kuma. I plan to adopt him as my son."
"Kuma?" Rocks was stunned for a moment. The image of Kuma flying out and slapping his wife and child away appeared in his mind, and he nodded.
"He is indeed a kind child. If you adopt him as your son, you're the one getting the better end of the deal. But speaking of which, it's even more a part of fate. I killed your father, but your son saved my wife and child..."
"What fate! That was just the result of Kuma's kindness! Can a single word like 'fate' negate everything that child did by putting his life on the line?"
Carlo's voice suddenly turned cold.
"Rocks, I really find it hard to understand why even someone like you would believe that such a thing as fate truly exists in this world. Roger is the same; even though you both possess the world's top power, you still believe in such ethereal things."
Rocks was stunned again, staring blankly at Carlo.
"Carlo, you... don't believe in fate?"
"I said before, I never believe in that kind of thing."
"But... fate inherently exists."
Rocks explained, as if trying to convince Carlo.
"Just like in Elbaf's prophecy, the Sun God Nika, who inherits the will of Joy Boy, will inevitably descend and reappear in the near future to bring the power of liberation to the world."
"And my ancestor Davy D. Jones, who made a certain agreement with Imu eight hundred years ago... forgive me for not telling you, because once the content of that agreement is spoken, some kind of change might occur, and fate would fluctuate because of it."
"And then there's the entanglement of our fates. Look, eighteen years ago, could you have imagined that today you would have the ability to kill me?"
"Yes," Carlo said firmly.
"Uh..."
Rocks was choked up.
He shook his head and sighed. "I don't know why you are so resistant to fate. I walked out from here, and now I have returned here, only to die here. Doesn't this prove that we cannot resist the predetermined fate in the dark?"
"Because that kind of thing doesn't exist at all!"
"If I believed in that kind of thing, I wouldn't be standing here now!"
"Your so-called fate is nothing more than the drifting of the weak! I only believe in my own fists! And this power exchanged for blood and sweat!"
Carlo rose from the rock, clenched his fists, and a burning fighting spirit and killing intent erupted in his eyes as he stared at Rocks.
"If something that manipulates my life really exists, then I will only use my fists to shatter it!"
"Come! Rocks! Let's settle this! The final showdown between us!!"