This navy can deal with him, how dare he kill White Beard!

"For some people, many things worth protecting are not real."

"That's a certain belief that exists in their hearts."

Nightingale's eyes were red, she bit her lower lip with her white teeth and said:

"But...but their reinforcements, won't they come?"

"...Continue to fight like this, and they will all lose."

They... will all die.

Morgans exhaled a stream of smoke like a dragon, overlooking the battlefield below which looked like hell on earth.

"Maybe, maybe not, this kind of thing, even Katakuri who can see the future, can't see it clearly."

"But little Nightingale, you have to understand one truth."

"There are not many inevitable and absolute things in this world. If you have to find out the truth of life, then there is only this..."

He paused,

"The whole of human wisdom is contained in two words..."

Smiles mean a lot,

"—wait and hope." (Note 1)

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Note 1: From "The Count of Monte Cristo"

Two in one.

Although it is said to be short, in the past few days, basically 7000-8000 words per day, today 9000 words, please ask for everything.

Chapter 100 Thank you for your hard work, Warring States

Boom! !

The earth continued to whine, and the billowing smoke swirled and criss-crossed, rising into the sky continuously.

Cover the sky.

On the battlefield of G5 land,

Blood rained, flames roared, and thunder raged.

Everyone was red-eyed, and broken limbs flew between the blades.

The whole G5 is like a bloody meat grinder, harvesting life cruelly and mercilessly.

There were even more corpses strewn across the ground, blood flowing like rivers.

It was as if a rain of flesh and corpses had just fallen.

Countless corpses were washed to the turbulent offshore sea by the sea water, fluctuating ups and downs on the sea surface, and the dark red blood seemed to dye most of the sea surface dark red.

The cruelty and tragedy of the war in front of him has plunged the whole world watching all this through the video phone bug into a bottomless and boundless silence.

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Naval Headquarters, G1.

There was a drizzle of swaying rain in the sky, and the sea breeze was icy cold.

The raindrops slapped the ground like cold knives, covering the overcast sky.

The seagull flags, which were flying soaringly, looked low and powerless under the icy rain.

Marshal's Office.

The silence is like a tomb where people's hearts are buried.

The office was dark and the lights were not on.

The projection of the video phone bug danced with blood-colored light.

The tired figure of Warring States sat there like a puppet, motionless.

His eye sockets were bloodshot, his face was pale, his hands were clenched tightly into fists, the veins on the back of his hands bulged like earthworms, and his whole body was trembling.

And his hair is gray and white.

Overnight, his black hair turned gray, and he looked as if he had aged ten years.

The continuous shouts and roars came from the video phone bug, revealing a great sadness and tragedy.

With trembling hands, Sengoku turned off the sound of the phone bug.

He stuck his head firmly under the desk.

Couldn't bear to watch it again.

but,

Obviously closed his eyes.

Obviously the sound has been turned off.

But the bloody scene in the phone bug still reappears in front of my eyes time and time again.

And the cries of war, and even the gradually despairing laughter of the marines lingered in the deepest part of his mind like a nightmare.

As Admiral of the Navy, he

But he was forced to become the... audience of this war.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Warring States roared like a beast, and punched the hard wall with one punch after another, making fist marks on the wall.

Blood splattered, and the pain came from the bloody fist, but it didn't relieve the slightest guilt in his heart.

He covered his head in pain.

In my mind, the vivid faces of the G5 marines gradually fell into a pool of blood and turned into corpses, which kept reappearing repeatedly.

Warring States seems to be able to see their out-of-focus pupils, as if they are telling and questioning:

——Why doesn't the headquarters send troops?

"Damn..."

"Damn..."

"Damn!!"

Zhan Guo cried with his head in his arms and couldn't stop roaring.

His body trembled more violently.

His heart roared.

Warring States...do something! !

You are the Admiral of the Navy... what are you doing! !

Blood-stained hands scratched the desk surface with a hideous mark.

side of the office.

Staff Officer Crane looked sadly at the shrunken Warring States, his lips pursed tightly.

The sky outside the window is getting darker.

It's daytime, but it seems like night is coming.

The rain slapped the glass window mercilessly, making a mournful whimper, piercing people's hearts.

suddenly--

boom!

The door of the marshal's office was pushed open heavily.

A tall figure strode in through the rainy sky.

"Warring States, are you sure you really won't send troops?"

Garp looked as indifferent as a stranger, staring at Sengoku with a cold expression he had never seen before.

Zhan Guo gritted his teeth, not daring to look up at Karp, but he didn't speak.

silence.

Silence as always.

Cap suddenly laughed.

He slowly put on the old dog-head military cap, his eyes downcast.

"Warring States, Zefa is gone."

He suddenly said.

Staff Officer Crane's expression changed.

The trembling of Sengoku's body stopped for a moment.

But he still kept his head down.

silence.

Karp looked at Sengoku disappointedly, and sighed:

"You, me, Zefa... the three of us have known each other for many years, right?"