Global Grave Digging: My Reward Increased Ten Thousand Times

180: Kill the Deserter KingAt this moment, the world seemed to be divided into three distinct layers.

At the highest point was Lin Fei and Lu Zhifei’s absolute Domain of Gods, where they overlooked all living beings, viewing everything as mere ants.

In the middle was Shanks’ despair, Whitebeard’s madness, Lin Mengzi’s reaping, and the tragic stage of the powerhouses—the remaining high-ranking Marines dominated by fear and powerlessness.

And at the very bottom was the battlefield, which had long since turned into a meat grinder. Countless Marine soldiers and pirates, like worker ants who had lost their command, engaged in the most primitive, chaotic, and meaningless mutual slaughter on this Hell-like land.

Blood stained the cracked earth.

Wailing became the only background music for this doomsday battlefield.

And right in the center of this vortex of chaos and despair,

A scrawny Marine chore boy with pink short hair, still somewhat childish but filled with incredible resolve, stumbled and crawled out of a pile of corpses.

It was Koby.

He looked at his fallen comrades, at those once vibrant lives now trampled like garbage, and he looked at the Marines and pirates whose eyes were bloodshot from hatred and orders, no longer able to distinguish friend from foe…

An unprecedented courage, or rather, a compassion stemming from a heart of utmost goodness, overcame his fear of death.

“Enough… Stop it!!!”

He spread his arms, used all his strength, and ran to the very center of the chaotic battlefield, crying out hysterically in a voice that trembled with fear yet was exceptionally clear:

“We have achieved our objective! The battle is meaningless now!”

“Stop fighting! Lives are constantly being lost! Every soldier has family waiting for them to return!”

“If this continues… everyone… everyone will look like fools!!!”

This idealistic, even somewhat naive and ridiculous cry, surprisingly caused a brief pause in the chaotic battlefield.

Countless soldiers instinctively stopped their swords and looked blankly at this little soldier who had suddenly rushed out, oblivious to death.

Even Garp, beneath the execution platform, whose iron fists were already drowned in tears of blood and fury, trembled slightly at this cry.

He looked at the Disciple he had personally taught, who was timid but righteous, and a very complex emotion flashed in his cloudy eyes.

However, this pause, this complexity, this emotion belonging to a Mortal, in the eyes of the man on the execution platform,

“Stupid deserter king.”

“You don’t understand what it means to pursue the retreating enemy with all your might, and not to seek fame like the Hegemon.”

“Ignorant imbecile.”

Lin Fei didn’t even bother to turn his head, merely glancing with the corner of his eye at the “saint” who was crying out with his life.

His eyes were filled with extreme disgust and contempt.

“Let these pirates go, and then let them continue to cause trouble.”

“Naive fools are the most disgusting.”

He gently raised his hand and pointed casually in Koby’s direction.

A dark golden lightning bolt, thinner than a hair and almost imperceptible to the naked eye, flashed from his fingertip.

Chirp.

A soft sound.

The young soldier, who was still opening his mouth, trying to awaken the world with his cry, his idealistic and compassionate cry, came to an abrupt halt.

A tiny, scorched blood hole appeared on his forehead.

Then, his frail body fell straight backward, hitting the cold ground he had tried to save with a heavy thud.

Silence.

Stillness.

Garp’s body suddenly stiffened.

If the deaths of Luffy and Ace, as pirate grandsons, were at the hands of Marine execution, then as a Marine hero, even if his heart was torn, he could not find a reason to strike at his “allies.”

But Koby’s death, a Marine soldier, a Disciple he had personally promoted, dying in an internal, baseless, wanton slaughter within the Marines…

This became the final straw that broke the last dam of “reason” and “stance” for this Marine hero!

All the grief, anger, helplessness, and self-reproach that had been forcibly suppressed deep within him, at this moment, transformed into a monstrous fury capable of destroying the world!

“Lin Fei—!!!”

An unprecedented roar, filled with endless rage and killing intent, erupted from the old man’s mouth!

This roar even overshadowed Whitebeard’s destructive tremor and the din of the entire battlefield!

Garp tore off his Marine cape, which symbolized “justice,” and threw it heavily to the ground!