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The war rages on—cruel and bloody.
On the edge of a cliff, Liu Feng and the Golden Lion landed one after the other with steady footing.
"Is this the place?"
As he gazed at the two neatly restored, clean, and tidy tombs before him, even the Golden Lion paused, his expression dazed for a moment. A sigh escaped him, tinged with a touch of emotion.
Particularly when his gaze fell upon the battle-worn cloak and the naginata resting beside the tombstone.
A mix of complicated emotions surged within him—pity, nostalgia, excitement, and sorrow.
Whitebeard, much like Roger, had been his old rival.
In those turbulent times it was the three of them who carried the legacy of the old era.
In the Golden Lion's eyes, even Kaido the Beast and Big Mom Charlotte Linlin, once his shipmates, were unworthy opponents.
Only Roger and Whitebeard were the men he truly respected.
As time passed, the turbulent era faded into memory. The man once known as "the strongest in the world" had vanished, leaving behind only traces of his legacy.
His power, once unrivaled, was now but a distant echo.
The relentless passage of time weighed heavily, reminding all that nothing, no matter how mighty, could escape its inevitable course. Even the greatest would eventually fade, lost to the flow of history.
Golden Lion couldn't help but think of the first time he escaped from prison.
He even went to Whitebeard's ship in the New World to chat with him.
At that time, the bastard even said he wanted to sink himself into the sea.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help shaking his head and smiling bitterly, muttering softly:
"Old bastard, now you are sinking."
Liu Feng smiled and said, "What kind of person would be the most admired legend of the old times?"
He has not seen Whitebeard since he traveled through time and even missed the Battle of Marineford.
But in the memory of my mind, Liu Feng still remembers vividly the heroic figure of Whitebeard in the Battle of Marineford.
He was stupid.
He was even so foolish as to save his own son Ace even though he knew he would die.
But it is precisely this stupidity that made this man particularly attractive.
"Do you really want to revive Dad?"
Marco's figure descended from the sky, and the blue-green flaming wings behind him slowly folded up. He asked excitedly.
Because he was too excited, his voice was trembling.
Liu Feng said softly:
"Why should you doubt me?"
"That man still has a lot of regrets to accomplish, doesn't he?"
"Dying at the Navy Headquarters should not be his final destination."
He turned around slowly and looked at Marco seriously.
"He has been sleeping for a long, long time. I guess he has rested enough."
"This ocean is waiting for the return of the world's strongest man!!"
The moment the words fell, strands of sacred white light gradually rose from Liu Feng's body and then became vaster.
The white light, filled with indescribable mysterious magic, shot up into the sky.
Marco's pupils suddenly contracted, and he looked at the light that suddenly rose in front of him with shock on his face. Deep in his heart, he felt an emotion that almost made him want to worship it!
This is not the power that should exist in this world! !
This dazzling holy light continued to spread from the towering cliffs, illuminating the entire bloody battlefield that was in chaos due to the darkness.
Everyone, whether they were a member of the Whitebeard Pirates or the Blackbeard Pirates, all were stunned.
They turned around together and stared blankly at the cliff on top of the mountain.
They all stopped what they were doing at the same time.
In that moment, they forgot the enemy before them, the corpse beneath their feet, and the physical pain that coursed through their bodies. Their gazes were fixed ahead, staring blankly in the direction of the tomb, as if waiting for something, or perhaps welcoming it.
They knew—
That man was coming back.
Even Blackbeard, overcome with disbelief, ceased his rage. He stood frozen, his face pale, as if struck by an unseen force.
Then, a long, heroic laugh suddenly echoed from the dim white light. The sound was filled with a calmness that spoke of having seen through life and death, yet it also carried the unwavering determination to protect everything.
"Gulala!!"
A series of deep, rumbling voices followed, familiar yet strange, reverberating like thunder across the still air.
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"If you are a pirate, it is up to you to decide what to believe!"
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"From today on, this island is my territory!"
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"I grew up with a family that wanted something."
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"As long as you're on my ship, no matter how stupid you are, you're still my child."
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"I don't care whose child you are; all humans are children of the sea."
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"Even so, I will still love you."
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"If you want to follow me, you must give up your life and follow me."
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"Your opponent is me alone!"
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"ONE PIECE is real!!"
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"I am Whitebeard!!"
The final roar… The world was shaken.
A tall and majestic figure became clear in the horrified sight of countless people.
"The Strongest Man in the World!!! Edward Newgate, The White Beard!!