I, a Celestial Dragon!

Of course, I thank you even more!

Thank you for using your identity as captain to fight this battle with me!

I really am... I am so excited for the first time in a long time!!!"

Chapter 705 Come on!

"I fight you as a captain?"

After hearing what Shanks said, Roger was a little confused. What the hell does it mean for me to fight you as a captain?

"Hey, little Shanks, you don't think I'm a fake, do you, ahahahaha!

You are mistaken. Fate is so magical. Now I have returned from death. I am the real Roger!

If you still don’t believe it, that’s okay!

Just let me tell you with my strength!

I am very pleased that you have made a lot of progress over the years. In that case, let me take a good look at your progress!

Shanks brat!!!"

Amidst the roars, Roger and the red-haired man started fighting.

Although Red Hair only has one hand, he is much weaker than Roger in strength.

But his unique domineering strength made up for this shortcoming a little bit, and the two of them fought back and forth, and it was unlikely to end in a short time.

And at the same time...

Another ship coming from afar also attracted the attention of others on the Little Black Bird.

At the bow of the ship, Blackbeard Teach, carrying four guns, grinned and shouted over here.

"Hahahahahahaha, Dad, your good son is here to see you!

That bastard Gawain is such a bastard, he actually insulted a hero like you with such a lowly replica!

Seeing you again makes me so happy, but no matter what, I must kill this despicable copy of you, so that I can continue to pray for you in the kingdom of death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Blackbeard Teach waved towards the Little Black Bird, and the people around him immediately rushed forward.

This is Teach's style. Different from Whitebeard's style of going into a fight first, no matter who he fights with, Teach likes to push the crew members forward first and try to start a group fight.

Seeing Teach's order, Marco sighed, then spread his wings and flew all the way in front of Whitebeard.

boom!

After landing, he stretched out his wings and looked nostalgically at the much younger Whitebeard in front of him.

"Ah, it really looks like my father. When I was far away, I thought it was my illusion, but when I got closer, I couldn't see any flaws."

As he spoke, Marco wiped his eyes nostalgically.

He missed his father so much, and the father in front of him was exactly the same as the one in his memory.

Looking at Marco crying sadly, Whitebeard took a deep breath, then laughed and took a step forward.

"Gulala, Marco, do you think I'm fake?

No, you are my sons and the freest spirits on the sea. Your vision needs to be higher, more precise and freer!

I did say once that you should not easily believe in things that cannot be confirmed, but I also said that you should not be malicious towards anything that you cannot understand!

You may not understand how I was resurrected, so go and understand and investigate.

Instead of telling me to die, that would make me too sad, Gu La La La!!!"

Amidst loud laughter, Whitebeard took a step forward and used his Sokumo-Kiri to block the others behind him.

"Well, old fellows, I'll take care of my sons.

If you come, I'm afraid you will hit me too hard and hurt my sons!

Gulala!"

As he spoke, Whitebeard took a step forward and rushed straight towards Marco.

Marco had plenty of experience in sparring with Whitebeard, so he instinctively stepped back for a moment and then prepared to swing his wings to attack.

But just as he was retreating, Whitebeard suddenly moved forward and grabbed his neck!

At this moment, Marco was stunned.

This feeling..., this is not the feeling of an old dad, but the same feeling as when my dad was young, at his peak!!!

The old man in front of him not only has the appearance of the old man in his prime, but he also has the same speed and strength as he remembered!

And if it really was his father in his prime, if he caught me like this, I would probably have to leave the stage in the next second!

"Air shock!"

Buzz! ! !

A heavy vibration sound suddenly came, and Marco immediately lost consciousness.

I have to admit that when it comes to suppression, the four veteran emperors are too strong!

Whether it's Big Mom fighting Jinx, Kaido fighting Katakuri, or Whitebeard fighting anyone.

There is a high probability that they will be killed instantly!

If you are not strong enough, you will never reach their level.

With just one move, Whitebeard picked up the unconscious Marco and threw him towards Rayleigh.

“Please help me collect my sons. I will explain everything to them later.

Today, we old guys who have been overwhelmed by the sea are going to completely kill this era here!"

As he spoke, Whitebeard laughed and rushed towards Teach.

Faced with Whitebeard's sudden attack, Teach finally panicked. After all, his current strength is far from reaching its peak!

His strength is much weaker than Shanks', and his physical skills are even worse.

He is so different from what he was two years later in the comics.

The reason why he can now become one of the last pirate emperors alongside Shanks.

Mostly because he inherited Whitebeard's legacy.

Apart from the legacy...

"Teach, Gulalala, you have done very well during this period and have lived up to my expectations of you!

But unfortunately, it was me, your father, who betrayed you first!

Come on, let me, your dad, see your progress!

Then, Daddy, I will take you and Gawain to travel the more attractive sea of ​​stars!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Whitebeard spun his sword and pinned Teach to the ground with one blow.

Without waiting for Teach to struggle, Whitebeard stretched out his big hand and grabbed Teach's head directly.

Compared with the evenly matched strength of Roger and Red Hair, the fight between peak Whitebeard and Blackbeard is like an adult beating a child.

Come to think of it, Whitebeard can still rely on himself to fight against Roger, Rayleigh, Jabber and his gang. No matter what, his strength is indeed stronger than Roger.

And Blackbeard is much weaker than Red Hair, so it seems that Whitebeard fighting Blackbeard is just like an adult fighting a child.

So in just a blink of an eye, the Blackbeard Pirates were really suppressed by Whitebeard alone...

In the distance, one of the pirates' last two flags was about to be defeated.

Dorag, who was hiding in the dark and waiting for his chance, could no longer stand.

He snorted angrily, then opened his arms in dissatisfaction, and rushed towards the sky wrapped in a storm.

Looking at the storm coming towards him, Whitebeard snorted coldly.

"You are not my son, you are not worthy to be here on this occasion!

Garp, this guy is your son, right? So I leave him to you!"

"Tsk, I won't hit my own son. Do you think everyone has the same bad taste as you, Newgate?"

Facing Whitebeard's urging, Garp calmly held the donut and continued to lie leisurely on his beach chair.

Although he didn't like what Dragon had been doing, old Garp was the most protective of his son. No matter what his son wanted to do, no matter whether he was right or wrong, it shouldn't be him as a father who stopped his son!

If his son is not strong enough to defeat anyone other than himself, then he is not worthy of doing what he wants to do!

But no matter what, as a father, even if I don’t support my son, I shouldn’t become his enemy!

This is old Cap’s simplest philosophy of life!

Looking at Garp who was not going to contribute, Kaido grinned and then stood up.

"Hahaha, I was just worried about where to find a suitable opponent!

Since you, the old marine... the old marine, are unwilling to move, let me, the dragon, compete with your son's legendary revolutionary dragon!

Revolutionary Army, hahahaha, a bunch of rubbish who don't deserve the name, always hiding in the dark and making trouble!

You must be very sad inside to have such a good-for-nothing son, Garp, ahahahahaha!!!"

Amidst loud laughter, Kaido's body grew in the wind and instantly transformed into a blue dragon.

Thunder and fire surrounded Kaido's body. He and Dragon were instantly entangled, fighting all the way and rushing into the distance.

From a distance, people couldn't even see the two of them fighting, they could only see a green dragon flying up and down in the storm.

While they were fighting, Lingling finally put down the mirror in her hand.

After taking a last lingering look at her own peerless beauty, Lingling licked her lips seductively and then picked up her knife.

“Haha, everyone has a suitable enemy to fight.

Well then, let me take over for the rest of you!

After all, the others are so-called men, and each of them has his own goals.

As for me, haha, whether it’s Beckman, Joz, or the so-called Shemale King Ivankov?

All of you guys together should be qualified to give me a little bit of excitement after I regain my slim body!

So, hahahaha, try your best to please me!

The person who can satisfy me the most, I will give him a chance to have a baby with me after defeating you!

It’s so nice to be young again!”

"I don't want that kind of reward at all... Are you sure that's really a reward?"

Beckman chuckled and blew smoke rings in response to the aunt's words.

Then he picked up his pistol and jumped from the Redforth to the Little Blackbird.

Looking at the people around him, Beckman grinned.

"Tsk tsk, they are really all seniors, and only one senior Garp is a navy, the others are pirates.

So, is this really what we young pirates do? Even you old pirates despise us, so much so that you have to end our careers with your own hands?"

At this point, Beckman took off his cigar and threw it into the sea.

Then he gripped the pistol tightly and took a deep breath.

"The question above is not important, so you don't have to answer it, but my next question is really important.

I hope...you can listen carefully.

I want to know about those of you who are relatively younger and have passed away.

How on earth did they reappear?!"

At this point, Beckman's brows furrowed deeply, and he continued thoughtfully.

"I thought it was the result of some kind of experiment, and I even felt that such an experiment would at least be a blasphemy to those of you who have died.

But then it suddenly occurred to me, if Gawain really desecrated Roger's body, then how could you, Senior Rayleigh, be smiling?