One Piece: Tyrant Bear

The chest was empty, and the internal organs became black under the burning of the magma.

Even as powerful as White Beard, he had to retreat, his sword propped on the ground, and his head bowed.

Looking at his chest, Whitebeard felt bitter, and was still injured.

This time, I'm afraid I really can't get away.

The breath of death enveloped his body, this was his first close contact with death.

I haven't felt this way for many years.

"Daddy." "Daddy."

Marco wanted to come over, but was stared at by Whitebeard, and he didn't dare to move rashly.

"Father, let me go, I..." I can protect you, this sentence came to my lips, but was stopped by White Beard's words.

"Marco, don't forget our purpose this time."

"But Dad, you..." You can't do it anymore, what kind of mission do I want.

Marco thought of his father's kind smile and unhurried attitude. Every time he saw himself, he was like looking at his own son.

He was the first group of people to follow White Beard, and it can be said that he is closest to White Beard.

He is his son.

Dad is in trouble, as a son, how can he leave?

"Marco!"

Whitebeard yelled angrily, his eyes swept over everyone firmly: "Withdraw."

"I want to withdraw, I want to be beautiful."

"Devil dog."

Akainu saw the opportunity and took the opportunity to attack.

Turning over, the flame rushed over.

Face, frontal hit.

Whitebeard's pupils condensed and stood still for a moment.

Face, half gone.

Beard, half off.

The remaining half of him is lingering on his last breath.

"Daddy." "Daddy."

Now, not only Marco can't stand, but all the pirates can't stand.

Wanting to move forward, they step forward.

"Father, watch your back."

How could Whitebeard, who suffered twice, still suffer the third time?

The moment Akainu left, he already knew it.

Turning around, swinging a fist, the Zhenzhen Fruit launched with all its strength.

"boom."

"Little devil, I am Whitebeard Newgate Edward."

With one punch, Manavando split in two.

The huge moat split open out of thin air, blocking the way of pirates and navy.

This was done on purpose by Whitebeard to let Marco and the others know and retreat.

"Dad."

"Dad."

Marco cried, and the other pirates followed suit.

Tears, not ashamed.

Ace stared blankly at this scene, dumbfounded, his palms trembling.

For him, all for him, father will... will....

"Dad."

Bending his knees, he knelt down to the ground with a plop, and the scenes of meeting Whitebeard appeared in his mind, that man who didn't know fear, who didn't know what failure was, kept challenging this man.

He didn't kill himself, thinking of himself as his son.

After staying for many years, he got used to calling him daddy.

"Dad."

"I'm sorry Ace."