Alone and Infinite.

Chapter 392 Take My Life, Take It! (Kaven)
Whitebeard, whose joints had been completely shattered and who was unable to move just a second ago.

At that moment, he stood up, clenched his fists, and his muscles bulged high.

An invisible aura emanated from his body, and a power he hadn't felt in a long time was surging forth from within him.

A medical miracle!

"incredible."

Whitebeard looked at his hands and said in a low voice, then suddenly threw a punch towards the sky.

"Oh!"

The air, which is invisible and intangible, suddenly developed visible wrinkles, and then shattered like glass.

Suddenly, huge waves surged up on the previously calm sea beside the pirate ship, with waves tens of meters high roaring and sweeping into the distance.

"Those kinds of beans."

The white-bearded man lowered his hand, staring intently at Li Xia, wishing he had a few more of these beans.

He dares to single-handedly destroy Marineford!

With his white beard and profound wisdom, he analyzed the Senzu Bean's effect the moment he ate it—it could almost completely heal all injuries!

What a horror!
"I know what you're thinking, that's all."

Li Xia looked at him calmly and pointed to the sky:
"We discovered ancient ruins on the moon, and we found these precious beans. You don't actually think there are many things this valuable, do you?"

Whitebeard nodded silently. These precious beans were definitely not something that any fruit or technology he knew could produce.

If it's a remnant of ancient technology, then it's plausible.

"call--"

Whitebeard did a few stretching exercises, feeling a sense of ease he hadn't felt in a long time:
"Great, that gives us a better chance of success."

"Don't worry, it's still early."

Li Xia gestured for the white-bearded man to sit properly and took the automatic injection gun in his hand:

"Many of your organs are diseased and cannot be fully restored; we can only activate some of them to a limited extent."

Gene transcription agents, the most commonly used 'injury repair' agents by the apostles, work by activating gene modules responsible for 'regeneration', such as the Aldh1a2 gene, which are shut down at birth.

The potion contains highly energy-rich substances that provide the energy needed for regeneration.

Whitebeard was exceptionally tall, over six meters tall, which would be considered a 'giant' in reality, and the required dosage of the drug also exceeded that of a normal human.

As the medicine was slowly injected, the white-bearded man frowned slightly, a strange feeling spreading through his body.

Numbness, itching, and waves of stinging pain

This feeling grew stronger and stronger, as if some annoying little ants had grown inside my body, crawling and gnawing at every organ.

"Daddy"

Marco looked at Whitebeard with concern. He had never seen his father behave like this before; his body was trembling and his face was flushed red.

"Cough cough cough—Pfft!"

Whitebeard suddenly bent over and began to cough violently, as if his lungs were being torn apart. A large amount of unidentified material mixed with blood and foam was coughed up from his trachea.

He seemed to have been holding his breath for a long time, and took a long, deep breath.

The moist, fresh air, like water inhaled by a whale, rushes into its lungs through its nasal cavity.

Whitebeard subconsciously tensed his muscles, habitually preparing to endure the excruciating pain in his lungs.

Surprisingly, the lungs still contracted strongly, without the excruciating pain of not being able to breathe properly that I used to experience.

this.
Under Marco's questioning gaze, Whitebeard stood up, raised his head, and took deep breaths of fresh air.

Overwhelmed by an unprecedented sense of exhilaration, he suddenly burst into loud laughter:

"Lulalalalalalalala! Hahahahahahahahaha!"

Marco stared in shock at Whitebeard's loud laughter, as if he had returned to the time when he first met his father when he was a child.

That imposing figure was squatting in front of me.

Don't you have any family?

"Then come and be my son!"

"We've only treated about 40%, which is the limit. There are still a series of problems caused by aging, which are unsolvable."

Li Xia's fingers steadily gripped the wine bowl, which resembled a bathtub, and brought it to her lips.

"That's enough."

A smile played on his white-bearded, aged face as he gulped down the wine.

"Thanks, kid!"

"You're welcome, it's just a mutually beneficial arrangement."

Whitebeard laughed again, resting his elbow on the armrest of his chair and supporting his cheek with his fist.

Just like decades ago, when someone asked him why he didn't like treasure.

His gaze swept over the joyful faces of his 'sons' as they gained health.

"For me, the most precious treasure on this sea is my family."

"But I'm already richer than a country."

The white-bearded man raised his wine glass and gestured towards Li Xia:
"Take it, use my head as a stepping stone for your promotion in the Navy!"
"Save Ace, and I'll give you my life!"

Marine Headquarters - Marineford

This place has become an exceptionally noisy port.

The slightly tense shouts of naval messengers rose and fell with the arrival of each warship.

"Vice Admiral G-2 of the Navy, His Excellency Gumir, has arrived with 852 men!"

"Vice Admiral John Jarndall of the Navy Headquarters has arrived!"

"Vice Admiral of the Naval Headquarters, Vice Admiral of the G-14 Squadron, and His Excellency Doll have arrived with 472 subordinates!"

"Vice Admiral Bastiyu of the Naval Headquarters has arrived!"

Gradually, more and more people gathered in the square. Zhan Guo stood on the high platform, gazing down at the square below.

Hundreds of warships and tens of thousands of sailors dressed in cloaks of justice gradually converged into a massive white torrent.

"He's going to be executed tomorrow."

"Yes, tomorrow will be the moment when the fragile balance on the sea will be completely destroyed."

Vice Admiral Tsuru stood beside him with her arms crossed. As the Chief of Staff of the Navy Headquarters, she was the one who devised this defense plan.

In fact, there wasn't a particularly ingenious plan.

The Marine Headquarters will gather 100,000 Marines, and the Whitebeard Pirates will gather all their forces, totaling approximately 60,000 pirates.

Such a large-scale confrontation, confined to the small port, could only be a fair and square contest.

Ultimately, plans can only be embellishments.

"Whitebeard probably wants to trade himself for Ace to leave."

Sengoku gently patted the railing in front of him, exhaling a breath that had been trapped in his chest for a long time.

Would you agree to such a life for a life?

He tightened her coat around herself; perhaps it was due to her age, but she actually felt a chill on the high platform.

"If I could make the decision..." Sengoku was silent for a moment, but finally sighed with a hint of confusion:
"Perhaps, but this time it's different."

"Ah--"

The crane let out a laugh of ambiguity, it was unclear whether it was mocking Sengoku's confusion or compromise, or the World Government's 'absolute execution order'.

"Let's not talk about this anymore, what's done is done. How's Garp doing?"

"Garp? You know him, he seems carefree, but he's actually more sentimental than anyone else."

Lieutenant General Tsuru said calmly:

"However, he also carries the burden of justice. He may not take action on the battlefield, but he will never do anything irrational."

"He is one of the most important combat forces. If he doesn't take action, it's like he's holding us back."

The Warring States period scholar gave a helpless, bitter laugh and shook his head.

"Forget it, let him be. This is indeed too cruel to Garp. But his disciple Xia is someone to look forward to."

It will become a new pillar of the navy in the future.

"summer?"

Crane suddenly fell silent, and the old general slowly shook his head under Sengoku's somewhat puzzled gaze:
"No, Sengoku! Natsu. He will not become the next Garp, nor will he become the pillar of the Navy."

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with him?"

"No problem, he is an extremely outstanding naval officer in every respect."

Crane's gaze suddenly sharpened. She looked directly into Sengoku's eyes and said softly:
"However, he doesn't care about the Navy or the World Government."

I once asked him what kind of justice he wanted to shoulder after becoming a general.

Zhan Guo remained silent, waiting quietly for her old friend to reveal the answer, just as she had always used her wisdom to solve difficult problems when she was young.

His answer was—human justice.

He placed her hands on the cold railing, her aged face bearing a complex emotion. She suddenly felt even colder on the high platform.

“I have been observing him and have finally come to the conclusion that he may only care about the most ordinary and common sense of justice.”

"What's wrong with that? Isn't that why the navy exists?"

"Are you playing dumb with me, Sengoku period?"

Crane stared at Sengoku and said, word by word:

"What he means is that he doesn't care about the Navy and the World Government, and he would be happy to go to war with the World Government if given the chance."

Sengoku finally fell silent; he understood what the crane meant.

Because the most powerful oppressors of ordinary people, besides pirates, are the World Government.

"Young people are always like this; perhaps time will change him."

"squeak"

The heavy wooden doors swung open, and Li Xia nodded to the two marines standing guard at the door before stepping into the huge reception room amidst their excited gazes.

A massive sword, as tall as a person, leaned against the sofa, while a silent man wearing a top hat sat with his arms crossed.

Its eagle-like eyes glanced in this direction, then suddenly sharpened.

The tyrannical bear, as large as a giant, was sitting in a single sofa, opening the scriptures in his hands and reading them intently.

The incredibly beautiful snake princess leaned against her large snake, her gaze fixed on the view outside the window.

A tall man wearing red glasses and dressed like a flamingo had a malicious smile on his face and was constantly shaking his fingers.

Before him, two naval branch vice admirals were tearfully attacking each other, while Gecko Moria laughed and applauded.

Don Quixote Doflamingo

Li Xia looked at him coldly:
"Do you want to die?"

The room suddenly became unusually quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on Li Xia's location.

He was clearly drawn to this young man he had never seen before, but whose epaulets indicated he was a lieutenant general.

"Oh?"

Doflamingo's fingers stopped, and he tilted his head to look at the figure in the doorway:
"Looks like a formidable opponent has arrived—fu ...

A wicked and dangerous smile appeared on his face. This was the former Celestial Dragon, who had shot his father and returned to the Holy Land of Mary Geoise with his father's head, wanting to regain his status as a Celestial Dragon.

He is an absolute madman and villain, whose Devil Fruit power is the String-String Fruit.

He developed its usage to the extreme, manipulating others with invisible, transparent threads, treating the two branch lieutenants as puppets.

It is just one of the insignificant ones.

"Poor navy. They're just too weak."

For some unknown reason, Doflamingo relaxed and retracted the threads:

"I was just playing around, hey, you're not going to get angry about the game, are you?"

Li Xia stared at him for a while. Apart from Hawkeye, whom he couldn't beat, the other Shichibukai were no match for him.

Like Doflamingo, whose String-String Fruit seems to be used in all sorts of ways, it's still just strings, and it might not even be able to break through the defenses of the God-Enemy Armor.

His fighting style was completely countered by Li Xia, an unreasonable close-combat powerhouse.

"Are you Wright-Shawn?"

Doflamingo chuckled. It was normal for him to have an undercover agent in the Navy, given his half-Celestial Dragon status, to be able to obtain some information.

Li Xia ignored him and instead waved to the two naval branch vice admirals kneeling on the ground, panting heavily.

These branch lieutenant generals are at most on par with colonels at headquarters, so it's normal that they were outmaneuvered by Doflamingo.

The two left the terrifying room as if they had been greatly disturbed.

Doflamingo looked at Li Xia, who was completely ignoring him, and a few veins popped out on his forehead. He forced himself to endure it, chuckled twice, crossed his legs, and simply closed his eyes to rest.

"Gentlemen, Vice Admiral Tsuru has sent me here to convey and coordinate the Seven Warlords of the Sea. I hope you will cooperate during this time."

Li Xia also sat in the armchair, puzzled as to why he had suddenly been assigned to do something.

I was hoping to slack off in my room until the war started.

With more than half a day to go before the execution, Lieutenant General Tsuru's order arrived:
"Your teacher threw a tantrum and shirked his responsibilities, so you, his disciple, will have to do the work and keep watch over the Seven Warlords!"

The atmosphere in the room grew increasingly silent, with the Seven Warlords of the Sea scrutinizing Li Xia with all sorts of strange looks.

After a long silence, Hawkeye suddenly said:

"I can sense that you are very strong. I hope we can have a match sometime."

His gaze lingered for a moment on the Murakumo sword at Li Xia's lower back, and his hand involuntarily reached for his own black sword, Night.

These words made the others' gazes even more serious. As the world's number one swordsman, Hawkeye's strength was beyond doubt.

He said Li Xia was very strong, so everyone had to take it seriously.

"There will be an opportunity (when I reach level four)!"

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1. Monthly pass 2. Recommendation vote

I need to think carefully about the Marineford War. It's time to use the groundwork laid and wrap things up properly.

I'm having some writer's block, so this is only one chapter.

(End of this chapter)