One Piece: Starting By Playing Gilgamesh Template. Chapter 51 51: The Glorious War Four Thousand Years Ago

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Four thousand years ago.

The Hundred Races ran rampant across the seas, and endless powerful beings existed. Since there had been a terrifying existence like the Ancient King… then naturally, there must have been even more powerful individuals—perhaps even more swordsn.

After all…

Without enough strong warriors—

Or even stronger ones—

How could the Divine Race have nearly driven humanity to extinction?

How could they have forced a being as terrifying as the Ancient King into a slumber of four thousand years?

That era…

Must have been a world he deeply yearned for.

A brilliant age—one never recorded, never heard of.

Standing not far before Kazama Haruto, fists clasped respectfully, Dracule Mihawk felt his heart surge violently.

A sense of excitent and anticipation—long absent for decades—rose once more.

Ever since becoming the World's Strongest Swordsman, he had rarely felt such emotions.

After reaching the pinnacle of swordsmanship, there was little left in the world that could capture his attention—

Let alone stir his excitent.

And yet, the fragnts of truth revealed by the Ancient King…

Had ignited an intense curiosity within him.

"The war… four thousand years ago?"

Kazama Haruto paused slightly upon hearing the question, though he was not surprised in the slightest.

Having known Mihawk's personality well, he understood—

The man was arrogant and indifferent to most things.

But when it ca to true strength and powerful swordsn—

He would pursue them relentlessly.

In this era, where Mihawk stood alone at the peak of swordsmanship, it was only natural that he would seek answers here.

After all—

If Kazama Haruto, the so-called Ancient King, had survived from four thousand years ago until now…

Then what about the other swordsn and powerhouses of that era?

If they truly existed—

It would be the greatest possible revelation for Mihawk.

His crimson eyes flickered in thought for a mont before Kazama Haruto finally spoke.

"Four thousand years ago… the Hundred Races of the seas erupted into a final, all-out war. Every race was drawn into it."

"It was a true war of extinction—no race withdrew, no one held back. All fought with everything they had."

"In that war… the original seven great continents of the world were shattered."

"They beca the endless islands of this era… and what you call the Red Line is rely a fragnt of what was once a far greater landmass."

"My strength… though it stood at the absolute peak of humanity… was not the highest."

"Above humanity… stood the Divine Race."

"The weaker gods, the lesser deities, were nothing before ."

"But the truly powerful among them… even I could not resist them easily."

"That humanity survived at all… was only because the Divine Race was besieged by the united resistance of endless other races."

"As for powerful individuals—swordsn, warriors, and divine weapons…"

"In that era, the Hundred Races flourished. There were many who stood at a level comparable to mine."

"Swordsn… were no exception."

"And the divine weapons you speak of…"

"They are my Noble Phantasms."

"They were forged by the entire strength of the Uruk Empire… even in that era, they were exceedingly rare."

Logically speaking, a king like Gilgash would not speak so much.

But this was rely a role—

A façade.

To complete his greater design… and lay the foundation for what was to co…

Kazama Haruto needed Mihawk—and the surviving pirates, bounty hunters, and swordsn below—to accept the "truth" he had crafted.

As for the so-called Divine Race and Hundred Races—

They were derived from fragnts of mory belonging to the persona of Gilgash.

They did not exist in this world—

But Kazama Haruto was certain.

With the power of the Ultimate Role-Playing System—

He could bring such beings into reality!

After all—

The upgraded system did not rely allow him to imitate figures from other worlds—

It could summon beings from those worlds as well!

"Seven continents!?"

"All the islands of today… and even the Red Line… are just fragnts of those shattered lands?"

"How vast… must those seven continents have been!?"

"And what kind of war… could shatter such colossal landmasses!?"

"That ancient war… how terrifying was it?!"

"And those powerful beings… there were many who could rival the Ancient King… while the Divine Race stood even above him…"

"That glorious era of four thousand years ago…"

"Why… why is there no trace of it anywhere in the world today?!"

"This… this is…"

Below on Splitfang Island—

Countless pirates, bounty hunters, and swordsn felt their entire understanding of the world collapse.

They could not comprehend—

How vast a world composed of seven great continents must have been.

Nor could they imagine—

What kind of apocalyptic battle could shatter such lands into ruin.

And the Divine Race…

Beings that stood even above the Ancient King—

Just how terrifying were they?

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