How can I become the Pirate King if you don’t work hard?.

Chapter 387 The Oriole? The Clown!
call--!
The sea breeze howled.

A chill wind blows from the glacier.

The molten lava surrounding Akainu slowly solidified, and looking at Whitebeard who was still standing, only a sense of powerlessness filled his eyes:
"This guy……"

"I never intended to leave alive from the beginning."

"We thought we were the hunters, but all our actions were exactly what Whitebeard had anticipated."

"Perhaps when he stood in our way alone, he had already calculated that Fleet Admiral Sengoku would abandon Fire Fist Ace and turn his attention to him instead."

"They also anticipated that the navy, having failed to achieve its strategic objectives, would choose to sacrifice its own lives as a sacrifice!"

"They even turned the tables on us, causing the situation to deteriorate completely."

"Ah~"

Kizaru nodded, his lazy and unreliable demeanor completely vanishing, replaced by an indescribable solemnity in his eyes.

"In terms of strength alone..."

Kizaru turned his head, exchanged a glance with Gawain who was standing some distance away, then looked away, took a deep breath, and continued:
"Whitebeard is no match for that monster."

He paused and added:
"Far from it."

"From a strategic perspective alone, Whitebeard is one of the few pirates on this sea who is capable of confronting Fleet Admiral Sengoku and even gaining the upper hand."

Aokiji remained silent, skipping over the topic of a certain person, and said with a serious expression:
"Yeah, yeah, yeah~"

"This is a big problem."

"Pirates all over the world are about to lose their composure."

"The navy has been severely weakened again, and with our strength alone, we may no longer be able to quell this turbulent era."

"perhaps……"

"Even those people in Mary Geoise are starting to get restless."

None of the three responded; each lost in their own thoughts, they all deliberately ignored the topics of the World Government and Mary Geoise.

The surroundings fell silent for a moment, with only the sea breeze blowing across the glaciers and lava, bringing alternating sensations of hot and cold, creating a profound sense of conflict.

……

After Whitebeard's death and the countless corpses left behind by his fleet, he broke through the Navy's encirclement and fled far away.

The waves are rolling.

Rayleigh and Jabba stood side by side at the stern, looking back at Marineford, where the white-bearded figure still stood.

Boom-!
Rayleigh took out his flask from his pocket, removed the cork, and took a small sip. Jabba, standing beside him, snatched the flask away and gulped it down in one go.

"You guy..."

Rayleigh shook his head helplessly, looking at the tall figure of the white-bearded man, and for a moment he couldn't help but feel a little sad:

"Has Whitebeard also reached the end, following Roger and Shiki?!"

"The stories of us old folks are coming to an end one by one, and the next one might be you or me."

"Why are you saying such discouraging things?!"

Jabba didn't care at all:

"If I could have such a grand funeral, I'd die laughing!"

"Can't you feel it?!"

"The satisfaction and pride on the white-bearded man's face!"

"Compared to us, he is perhaps the one who understands Roger the most."

"After all, they all made the same decision at the last moment of their lives, risking their lives to push the Great Pirate Era to its climax!"

"Waiting for that era to give birth to...the only one!"

between words.

Jabba couldn't help but look towards the battlefield in Marineford.

The pirate ship gradually sailed away, and even with his eyesight, he could only vaguely see endless glaciers and warships standing in the harbor.

The figure had become blurred.

But only one spirit soaring straight into the sky shone as brightly as a star in his perception!
"Whitebeard, Whitebeard at the peak of his power! There was actually a day when he was suppressed and couldn't breathe."

"Ah……"

Even now, Jabba is still somewhat dazed.

He lived in the same era as Whitebeard and even fought against Whitebeard at his peak.

That overwhelming aura, like mountains roaring and the heavens and earth pressing down on you, still leaves him feeling unsettled even now when he recalls it.

That power was already close to that of Rocks of God Valley.

Yet, even such a person couldn't shake Gawain's resolve.

"He really isn't the one Roger was waiting for?!"

Rayleigh shook his head:

“The people Rayleigh is waiting for are not him, at least not the Red Dragon Fruit user.”

"Is he an ability user?"

Jabba's lips twitched, and his opinion of Gawain rose to a new level.

Rocks...

I'm afraid we still need to work harder.

Recalling Roger's instructions before the Roger Pirates disbanded, he couldn't help but feel a little shaken:

"With such immense power, does it really matter whether he is the one Roger was waiting for?!"

"Or to put it another way. Even if the person Roger is waiting for appears, will he be his match?!"

"This guy……"

"But a terrifying monster that can't be found anywhere in history!"

"I even suspect that if he weren't wary of Uranus, who is controlled by the World Government, he could have injured Mary Geoise on his own."

"Even if the Five Elders joined forces, they might not be his match!"

"Jabbar, you should know, right?!"

Rayleigh interrupted Jabba, saying:

“Power alone cannot save this world that is destined to sink into the sea.”

"Even if he can replace the World Government and reshape the world, what's the point if the predetermined silent future remains unchanged?!"

Jabba opened his mouth, stared at Gawain in the distance, remained silent for a long time, and then looked away.

"This is really..."

"Fuck the world!"

……

Malinvando.

The glacier was littered with corpses.

Gawain stood in the center, sheathed his sword, glanced at the retreating Whitebeard Pirates in the distance and the Marines who were organizing a manpower to pursue them, and then lost interest.

Crocodile and his crew had already taken advantage of the chaos to hijack a warship and were now withdrawing from Marineford, even faster than the remnants of Whitebeard's crew.

Gao Wen did not intervene.

Rather than leaving Crocodile and his crew here, he was more looking forward to the moment when Crocodile would reappear in front of him.

This man has proven his potential and rediscovered his true self.

Barring unforeseen circumstances, his flag should be flying over this sea in the future.

Gao Wen looked around.

After the battle ended, the Seven Warlords of the Sea chose to remain on the sidelines, quietly watching the Navy handle the battlefield.

People like Doflamingo even showed expressions of watching a good show.

"Hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm—!"

"So the navy really did win in the end?!" "As expected of the most powerful force on the seas!"

Doflamingo stood on the high platform, looking down at the battlefield below, his mouth splitting into a hideous grin.

just.

His words were less of a compliment and more of an irony.

"But~"

"The execution of Roger's bloodline failed. Although Whitebeard is dead, the impact of his words on the situation is no less than that of Roger!"

"Did the Navy really win this battle?!"

Katakuri glanced at him, expressionless, and said coldly:

"The outcome of the naval battle is not important; what matters is that this will further solidify our position!"

"You really are a cold-blooded monster, but it makes sense, considering you're a monster who killed your mother!"

"Do you want to die?!"

boom--!
Katakuri suddenly attacked, and with a single blow, he blasted the high platform beneath Doflamingo's feet to pieces!

Gravel splashes!

The blade slashed Doflamingo's cheek, causing blood to seep from the wound. The intense pain caused Doflamingo's expression to change drastically.

Only then did he realize that the man in front of him had defeated the old lady not only by luck, but also by monstrous fighting power!

"Qi!"

Doflamingo's face was grim, but he wisely kept his mouth shut.

He was well aware of his own abilities.

He can put on a show against most pirates, but against an opponent of Katakuri's caliber, it's pure suicide.

This guy is on par with a Marine Admiral!
The commotion immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

When Katakuri saw the gazes of the three admirals and even Sengoku looking at him, he barely suppressed his anger, sheathed his trident, and stood calmly to the side.

just.

As everyone looked back at Marineford in the distance, a thought arose in their minds:
"Is this battle nearing its end?!"

Gawain murmured to himself, but his gaze sharpened slightly in the next instant, showing a hint of interest:

"This breath..."

"Is someone trying to be the one who suffers the consequences?!"

The end of sight.

A dark aura permeated the glacier, devouring corpses and even the living along the way!

An endless darkness spread out, its target pointing directly at Whitebeard, who still stood at the center of the battlefield!

"Enemy attack!"

"There's an attack!"

"That ability is strange; don't get touched, or you'll be devoured!"

A cry of alarm echoed across the glacier, and the surviving marines quickly raised their voices to warn others.

Aokiji raised his hand to freeze the water vapor in the air, but he still couldn't stop the black mist from spreading, and the glacier was swallowed up in an instant!

"This ability... is a bit tricky!"

Aokiji frowned, his gaze sweeping around until he spotted Blackbeard at the far end of his line of sight.

"Blackbeard Marshall D. Teach?!"

"This guy deserted before the war even started, so why is he returning to the battlefield now?!"

Aokiji had countless questions in his mind, but out of caution, he immediately ordered the marines behind him to withdraw from Blackbeard's range.

Akainu and Kizaru, however, have joined forces and are attacking Blackbeard!
Lava flows, lasers sweep!
It fell into that endless darkness, yet not even the slightest ripple was stirred.

What they failed to notice was that the white-bearded corpse, which had lost consciousness in the center of the glacier, slowly sank into the darkness.

"Hahahaha—!"

"every dog ​​has his day!"

"The era of Lao Tzu is about to begin!"

Looking at Whitebeard's corpse, Blackbeard's eyes were filled with an uncontrollable greed.

His original goal was to eliminate Redfield, who possessed the ability to read minds and perceive sight, in order to remove a potential threat.

However, upon arriving at the battlefield, they found Whitebeard's corpse.

He immediately changed his strategic objectives.

The attack on Marine Headquarters was a pretense; the real purpose was to seize Whitebeard's body, or more accurately, Whitebeard's Tremor-Tremor Fruit.

If he were to obtain Whitebeard's Tremor-Tremor Fruit, with the combined power of the strongest Paramecia and Logia types, he would instantly become one of the strongest beings in the world.

Even if they face pursuit and interception from the Navy and the Seven Warlords of the Sea, it's all worth it compared to the benefits they gain.

After so much bad luck, is my luck finally about to change?!

really!

This era is called Blackbeard!

But in the next instant, a mocking voice came to Blackbeard's ear, making him break out in a cold sweat!
"Hey hey hey~"

"Gravity Bro, if possible, please release Whitebeard's corpse."

"That guy is one of the few people I can acknowledge."

"Besides."

"You once called him 'Dad,' didn't you?!"

Gawain took a step forward and instantly appeared in front of Blackbeard, drawing his long sword and slashing directly at Blackbeard!

He hopes that someone will come up to him, challenge him, and use that as a step toward mythology.

But this person absolutely cannot be Blackbeard!

Regardless of how much respect Gawain had for Whitebeard, the fact that Whitebeard caused trouble in Drum Kingdom was already intolerable to Gawain.

With this strike, Gawain's killing intent was crystal clear!
Blackbeard was both shocked and terrified, but he couldn't possibly spit out the meat he had already eaten. As his mind raced, he noticed that Gawain had already stepped into his dark domain!
His eyes went wild at that moment!

Darkness attracts everything, including the physical form of those with abilities. Once you step into the realm of darkness, it means that Gawain will be unable to use his abilities!
This is an unimaginable advantage for me.

If I can kill Gawain, the new strongest in the world, here, my name will resound throughout the sea!
"You said it yourself, I'm his son, so it's perfectly reasonable for a son to hold a funeral for his father, isn't it?!"

With a sinister laugh, Blackbeard smirked and threw a punch, colliding with Gawain's horizontal slash!

when--!
A crisp sound exploded in the air.

Blackbeard's expression changed drastically as he felt a chill run down his arm to his chest!
Pfft——!
Fresh blood gushed from the wound, like a thin mist.

Blackbeard's fist couldn't even stop Gawain for a moment!

"How can it be?!"

He knew that there was a gap between his combat strength and Gao Wen's, but he never expected that even with all the advantages, he still couldn't even block a single strike from the other party!

It was at this very moment.

Blackbeard noticed the strange looks from the people around him, and he was somewhat puzzled.

Doflamingo couldn't help but speak up at this moment, his voice even revealing a hint of pity:

"What are you thinking? You want to attack that monster?!"

"Even Whitebeard... seemed as naive as a child in his presence."

Blackbeard was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and felt a chill run down his spine!
Lafitte and the others around them were so intimidated by Gawain's domineering aura that they didn't dare to move an inch.

They had no doubt that if they made any sudden movement, the blood-stained blade would sever their heads in the next instant!
clatter--!
Kanze Masamune rested on Blackbeard's shoulder.

Blackbeard, panting, looked up and met Gawain's icy gaze:
"I think Whitebeard probably doesn't want you to hold his funeral."

"Besides..."

"That unfilial son dares to dream of inheriting the estate?!"

(End of this chapter)