Returning to the projection.
“Thud!”
“Thud!”
“Thud!”
Whitebeard walked with heavy steps, holding Murakumogiri as he approached Blackbeard.
But at this moment, his entire body was red and emitting white smoke.
But everyone knew he was on his last legs.
This was merely his final resurgence.
“You monster!”
Whitebeard’s steps echoed in Blackbeard’s heart; Blackbeard rolled on the ground, nearly scared out of his wits.
Despite his fear, he gritted his teeth and said:
“Since you’re about to die, can’t you just die quietly?”
Whitebeard ignored him, the muscles in his left arm bulging as the power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit erupted, and he threw a punch at Blackbeard.
If this punch landed, Blackbeard would have no chance of survival.
In that instant, Blackbeard’s will to live overcame his fear, and he pulled out a gun.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
Several shots hit Whitebeard.
These shots were like the final straw that broke the camel’s back; Whitebeard’s movements halted, and the power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit vanished.
He looked incredulous, his whole body trembling.
“Bang!”
Blackbeard fired another shot, now somewhat frenzied.
“Finish him off, all of you!”
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
The gunshots continued.
Jujutsu Kaisen World.
“The fall of a strong man, how tragic, to end up like this.”
Gojo Satoru couldn’t help but sigh.
But there was no sympathy in his eyes.
Whether standing on the side of justice or Whitebeard’s side, sympathy was the least significant thing.
“It must be painful not to be able to personally kill the one you hate the most,” Itadori Yuji said at this moment.
Whitebeard still stood in place, continuously being shot.
He remembered the day he drank with the Pirate King, Gol D.
Roger.
That day, cherry blossoms fluttered.
The gunshots suddenly stopped; Blackbeard kept pulling the trigger, but no bullets came out.
He was stunned for a moment; he had run out of bullets.
Blackbeard was still somewhat afraid, “The bullets are used up. Get me another gun.”
“No need. Whitebeard has lost consciousness. Probably just a light push would make him fall,” Shiryu beside him said at this moment.
Just as Blackbeard was starting to relax, Whitebeard’s trembling voice came.
“That is definitely not you.”
Blackbeard Teach was scared and rolled on the ground again, panicking, “Is he still alive?”
Whitebeard took a breath:
“The man Roger was waiting for, at the very least, would not be you, Teach. Just as there are those who can inherit Roger’s will.”
He glanced at the red bead of Ace in his hand and gripped it tightly.
“Someday, there will be someone who inherits Ace’s will. Even if blood ties are severed, their flames will not be extinguished.”
The view slowly zoomed out, showing Blackbeard’s crew, still vigilantly aiming their guns at Whitebeard.
“And one day in the future, there will appear someone who can bear the weight of centuries of history and challenge this World.”
The view zoomed out further, showing the Marines, showing Sengoku.
“Sengoku, your World Government fears the day that will come, the great war that will engulf this entire World.”
Naruto World.
“War, why is it always war? Can’t even the overseas World remain peaceful?”
Hiruzen Sarutobi watched the video, unable to calm down for a long time.
Hidden Mist Village.
“War, as long as interests exist, will never disappear. Suspicion, resources, talent, etc., are all triggers for war,” Mei Terumī said calmly.
This is their World, a true Ninja World.
Here, inequality is everywhere.
Hidden Sand Village.
“If there were no war, the Land of Wind could have enough Water Release Ninjas to change the desert’s surface.”
“Then there wouldn’t be so many tragedies in this World!”
Gaara’s voice was full of desolation.
Because of war, he was made a container for a Tailed Beast, treated as the Village’s strongest weapon.
And because he became a Jinchuriki, he was shunned by the entire Village; no one treated him kindly.
His father even tried to assassinate him in a frenzy.
War made him, originally just a boy, bear too much.
Hidden Stone Village, Ōnoki said calmly.
“War may never end!”
“Unless, like Konoha, the Five Great Ninja Villages completely merge. Then, even if there are conflicts, they would be internal matters.”
Returning to the projection.
Whitebeard continued, “Though I have no interest, when that treasure is found by someone, the World will be turned upside down.”
“Someone will find it. That day will surely come.”
He took a deep breath,
“ONE PIECE is real!”
His voice shook the heavens, and the entire place fell silent, the echo lingering.
One Piece World.
Everyone was stunned, their mouths agape.
Sengoku looked grave, even gritting his teeth.
“You bastard!”
Blackbeard said in disbelief, “He’s dead, yet he’s still standing!”
At this moment, all the strong ones Across the Worlds were sighing, countless people feeling admiration.
He was dead, yet still stood majestically!
Though the strong man has fallen, his spirit is immortal.
This era is named Whitebeard!
Moby Dick.
Whitebeard watched the video and gradually calmed down.
That was a distant day; he sat leaning on the ship’s side, and someone asked him:
“It’s strange. A pirate not interested in treasure? What do you really want, Newgate?”
“Since I was a child, I’ve wanted something.”
“Oh? Tell me.”
He thought for a moment and smiled lightly:
“Family!”
Just as everyone thought it was over, a narration appeared in the video.
“Whitebeard, died in battle!”
“Even in death, his body did not yield!”
“His battle-scarred yet fiercely fighting figure was truly that of a monster!”
“In this battle, he suffered a total of 267 sword wounds, 252 gunshots, and 46 cannon hits. Despite this, his back remained full of dignity. Or rather, throughout his life as a pirate, he never left behind the shame of fleeing.”