Pirate, I am the demon fox that brings disaster to the world!

"Boom——!"

The dull thunder and dazzling lightning continued to resound and flash over Marinford. The rolling dark clouds covered a thousand meters, forming an exaggerated cloud that was spinning on its own.

The surging waves seemed to be completely enraged and kept beating the last remnants of the ashes. The originally majestic and magnificent naval headquarters had disappeared, replaced by large and small fragments and wreckage floating on the sea.

Extremely strong earthquakes are enough to cause drastic changes in celestial phenomena, and these naturally generated thunder and lightning clouds are the best proof of this.

On the sea surface, the frost emitting a deep chill supported the last piece of pure land for the navy. At the last moment, Borsalino made what he thought was the most correct choice - between Kuzan and Sengoku, he decisively chose the former, the young admiral who could provide shelter for the extremely small majority of marines in the face of this natural disaster.

Facts have proved that the opponent's choice was not wrong. After all, the marshal might be seriously injured or even sacrificed, but the elite naval forces at the headquarters are the real foundation of the navy. If this part of the manpower is lost, then not only the New World, but also the Grand Line and the four seas, the good situation that the navy has worked so hard to establish will be completely overturned!

And this is definitely not what Zhan Guo wants to see.

"Well done, Borsalino. This is the thing I appreciate most about you so far."

Zefa said with a heavy expression, his eyes fell on the Admiral of the Navy in front of everyone, whose glittering golden body of Buddha had faded, revealing his human body.

Even Kaido, who is known as the strongest creature, had to temporarily avoid the attack of Whitebeard. In order to help Borsalino take Kuzan away from the danger range, Sengoku resolutely chose to face this world-destroying shock.

The result is obvious, he is seriously injured and on the verge of death. After all, the power of the awakened Tremor-Tremor Fruit is not just the external tremor, the internal tearing is the most deadly and dangerous. He was able to keep a chance of survival, thanks to the fact that Sengoku's level of domineering power is far superior to that of ordinary people, and the fact that Whitebeard was not strong enough in the end. Otherwise, I'm afraid the navy will have to consider changing a marshal...

"But fortunately, Whitebeard's condition is also not optimistic. In this situation, he has exhausted all his strength and is surrounded by wolves. The so-called strongest in the world... may be about to come to an end."

The only thing that comforted Zephyr was that Yakumo Shiro's attack dealt the final heavy blow to Whitebeard. If he could exchange the death of one of the Four Emperors for the serious injury of Sengoku, it would be worthwhile for him to go against his principles and choose to trade with the pirate he hated the most.

After all, to a certain extent, destroying the pirates' manpower as much as possible is the arrangement that best suits the navy's interests!

(Here, Zephyr's students have not yet been killed by Weevil, and they hate pirates, but not to an extreme degree)

"Hey! Garp, be ready at any time, the final attack is about to begin!"

Under the confused gaze of Garp who had to withdraw from the battle, Zephyr finally spoke seriously.

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"No! Dad!"

The blue-green flames could not stop the erosion of the cold air from the underworld. Under Marco's incredulous gaze, a lifeless long sword had almost pierced through Whitebeard's chest. The gray frost was spreading from the wound to the internal organs, making the already overwhelmed body even more withered.

"Puff, cough!"

Unable to restrain himself from spitting out a mouthful of cold blood, Whitebeard's face became extremely gloomy. The familiar aura behind him clearly revealed the other party's identity - that damn kid!

"Buzz! Shatter!"

The white shock wave rose again, and without hesitation, it swung behind it with all its strength. However, in the end, not a single ripple was created. The powerful vibrations were silently annihilated into nothingness under the black dark water.

"Get out of my way!"

The angry phoenix flew over with a sharp cry, desperately trying to save its father from danger, but the next moment it was chopped down by the black night nue and almost fell into the cold sea.

"Don't disturb Master Yakumo."

With the long sword pointing diagonally, Jhin, who had no serious injuries except for a slightly weak breath, was like an insurmountable chasm, blocking Marco in front of him and ruthlessly forcing him to witness the end of the legend with his own eyes.

"Compared to the other four emperors, you don't look like a pirate, Whitebeard, but more like the head of a family. You always fight on the front line and protect the entire family with your own strength...

But such a leader, although undoubtedly full of charm, is incompatible with this sea.

For decades, Whitebeard's reputation has protected the Moby Dick as it sailed on the sea. Now, it's time to end it!"

The endless cold air from the underworld destroyed the remaining vitality of the man who dominated the sea in front of him. Under the opponent's stubborn resistance, Yakumo Bai had to draw his sword and retreat, but at the same time he said with confidence,

In this situation, just like at that time and moment, those who obtain the Dark Fruit will eventually follow Blackbeard's old path.

"Humph, it seems that I, a remnant of the old generation, am quite threatening in the eyes of the navy! Are they so eager to kill me?"

Glancing at the navy who were watching coldly from the sidelines, Whitebeard had to admit that reality was always changing so rapidly. Ever since Teach helped Marco escape and the Whitebeard Pirates decided to evacuate, the original deal with the navy had become worthless.

This was an expected risk, but unfortunately, fate was not on my side this time.

"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. This is the truth that every pirate must face. I am a remnant of this era, but I am just a human with a heart. Even if I am crowned with the title of the strongest, I will eventually face death..."

His face became paler and paler, his overdrawn body was gradually drying up under the stimulation of Huangquan. Knowing that the outcome was irreversible, Whitebeard said in a deep voice, not only to Yakumo Shiro, but also to Marco,

“You have Rocks in you, Shiro Yakumo, equally ambitious and powerful, but you have many advantages over him, fame, wealth, status…if these are what you seek, then you can take them!

All the glory that once belonged to the man named Edward Newgate is now yours!"

Without any discouragement or reluctance at the approaching end, Whitebeard, who had anticipated his own ending long ago, faced the impending death very calmly. The only thing that concerned him was his family.

"You have to sail this sea by yourself, Marco. Choose to avenge me or retreat to protect your family. The choice is now in your hands.

But no matter what decision you make, remember what is most important: my voyage is coming to an end, but yours is just beginning. "

There was no such stupid talk about letting his crew go. Even if Yakumo Haku agreed, he would never keep his promise. Whitebeard knew that the man named Edward Newgate had done enough. Whether the next voyage could go smoothly depended on themselves.

To be or not to be? He believed in his family, just as they believed in him.

"Zheng——"

Picking up Kusakumo-giri again, the famous sword that had accompanied him throughout his life, Whitebeard looked at Yakumo-shiro with burning eyes and said in the same voice as always,

"Gulala, come on, boy! While I'm still alive, use all your strength! Send me off for the last time!"