Gensokyo, a Minecraft template, starting experience from plucking flower fields.

Sengoku shook his head. He didn't ask for much; he just wanted Garp, the naval hero, to sit there and boost morale.

Now, this old, sickly, white-bearded man is easily dealt with by the three generals.

at the same time.

On the Moby Dick, looking at the white-bearded man wrapped in bandages and with IV drips all over his body, Bai An's eyes held a rather subtle expression.

"You roughneck, when did you become so cunning?"

"I call this strategy."

The white-bearded man grinned, revealing a bright smile.

Bai An's lips twitched violently.

He could already imagine the scene where Whitebeard would suddenly burst into action and be fully revived when the Navy launched its attack, shocking everyone present.

"Alright, Marco, push me out."

Whitebeard gave the order, and Marco, without hesitation, pushed Whitebeard onto the deck.

Whitebeard looked up at Sengoku, Garp, and the three admirals on the Navy's high platform, his gaze finally settling on Ace on the execution platform.

"Ace! Daddy's here with reinforcements to save you!"

A bold voice burst forth from the white-bearded man's mouth, echoing throughout Marineford.

"Dad!"

Ace braced himself with his hands on the ground, looking up at the imposing figure lying on the deck. He didn't want his father and the others to come and rescue him.

Even if his father returned to his peak, it would still cost him a great deal to rescue him.

This was a conspiracy orchestrated by the Navy to wipe out the Whitebeard Pirates.

This situation should not be allowed to occur.

He would never forgive himself if his partner or family died saving him.

At this moment, Sengoku looked at the white-bearded man covered in nutrient solution, and his tightly furrowed brows relaxed.

The other side is clearly terminally ill and is now at its last gasp.

But before he could be happy for long, the boy next to the white-bearded man immediately caught his attention.

He looks young, but he can stand in front of Whitebeard and face this great battle with a playful attitude.

Sengoku narrowed his eyes; he didn't believe that someone who could meet all those conditions could be an ordinary person.

Perhaps there is something special about it.

However, this does not affect their subsequent actions; no one can change the outcome.

Whitebeard is doomed!

"Everyone, prepare for battle and wipe out the Whitebeard Pirates."

At Sengoku's command, the marines, who had been waiting in battle, immediately charged out and launched an attack on the Whitebeard Pirates. The latter, of course, were not to be outdone and fought back.

Within the Whitebeard Pirates, thousands of crew members and 50,000 pirates from their subordinate crews all drew their swords and pointed them directly at the enemy.

They didn't speak, but they made their stance clear: to save their family at all costs.

"Come on, it's all trash!"

"Brothers and sisters! Kill! For Ace, charge!"

"Charge for Ace!"

They all roared and lunged at each other.

In an instant, the sounds of fighting filled the air, and the flames of war raged.

Although the Navy had an overwhelming numerical advantage, none of Whitebeard's crew members were pushovers.

The division commanders of the Whitebeard Pirates were all incredibly powerful.

In just a few moments of fighting, the navy's casualty rate skyrocketed.

This state of war left the navy with a profound sense of powerlessness.

"Eight-foot beautiful magatama!"

With a low shout, countless small orbs of light shot out and landed within the pirate group.

There was a loud roar and billowing smoke and dust.

With just one move, the tide of battle was turned, and the morale of the navy instantly soared to its peak.

The Whitebeard Pirates' crew members' expressions changed, and they quickly scattered to avoid the incoming attacks.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!"

Kizaru flicked small orbs of light from his fingertips, slicing through the air and landing among the pirate ranks, creating ripples upon ripples.

Just as everyone was in chaos, a figure enveloped in cyan flames suddenly appeared and blocked all the attacks.

"Kizaru, let me be your opponent."

Marco grinned as he looked at Kizaru, the phoenix flames around his body growing even more intense.

"The captain of the First Division, huh? That's a scary feeling."

Kizaru feigned fear and shrank back, but still maintained a relaxed and lazy demeanor.

Whether consciously or subconsciously, he didn't want to confront Whitebeard.

Moreover, he had a premonition that the most dangerous element of this war was not Whitebeard.

Therefore, Kizaru decided to find an opponent who was neither too strong nor too weak, just to play a minor role and clock out.

On the other side, Akainu frowned upon seeing the situation. He wondered why Kizaru, who always liked to cheat and slack off, was the first to rush out.

This is truly a disgrace to the navy.

He was determined to save face for the navy.

With this in mind, Akainu ignored Aokiji's advice and headed straight for Whitebeard.

Seeing Akainu charging towards him, Whitebeard felt a surge of joy.

"Pluto!"

"Gulalalala, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Just as Akainu was about to attack Whitebeard, the latter suddenly burst forth as if in a final burst of energy, unleashing a long-prepared strike that struck the opening Akainu had left unattended.

"Akainu! Back down now!"

Aokiji hurriedly tried to warn him, but it was too late. The fist, encased in a white sphere, struck Akainu squarely in the chest, sending him flying back under immense pressure.

Boom!

A violent wind raged, and the sea surged and churned!

A look of pain crossed Akainu's face; he hadn't expected Whitebeard to be able to unleash his power while on the verge of death.

This devastating blow caused Akainu considerable injury.

"Akainu—!"

Aokiji immediately followed and helped Akainu up, his eyes filled with shock. Even if Akainu had underestimated his opponent, this was clearly not the kind of power that a terminally ill person could unleash.

Seeing Akainu injured and lying on the ground, Whitebeard became even more excited. He laughed loudly and charged forward again.

"Hahahaha, my sons, follow me and charge forward to rescue Ace and bring back our families!"

"Alright! Charge in! Rescue Ace!"

Whitebeard's shout ignited the passion of the Whitebeard Pirates, who roared and charged towards the Marines.

the other side.

"No need to help me up. I'm not so weak that I can't move after just one punch. I just underestimated my opponent!"

Akainu broke free from Aokiji's support, staring at Whitebeard with eyes full of rage.

Whitebeard, he must be killed!

Akainu roared, his whole body bursting into flames, his hands transforming into magma hands made of scorching lava.

The next instant, he stomped his feet on the ground and transformed into a shooting star as he rushed toward the white-bearded man.

Two magma arms, carrying terrifying power, aimed straight for Whitebeard's face.

"Let this old man teach you a lesson!"

Whitebeard laughed loudly, showing no fear, and directly swung his S-blade to clash with Akainu.

"Whitebeard! Weren't you injured?!"

Akainu's roar echoed through the sky. His relaxed and carefree demeanor was completely unlike that of an old man who was terminally ill.

But in the next instant, Akainu's pupils suddenly contracted.

He was shocked to see a mocking smile on Whitebeard's face, while an extremely terrifying power erupted from his body.

The next moment, an extremely terrifying punch slammed into Akainu.

"Pfft!"

With a muffled thud, Akainu coughed up blood and flew backward, his chest almost caved in.

Whitebeard ripped off the bandages wrapped around his body, his heroic voice echoing throughout Marineford.

"Thanks to the shopkeeper, I'm doing better than ever before! All of you little guys, come at me together!"

This scene caused the expressions of the naval high command to change drastically.

They never expected that Whitebeard would actually return to his peak condition! What was going on?!

"Damn it, who exactly is the shopkeeper that Whitebeard mentioned? How could he help Whitebeard regain his peak condition!"

Zhan Guo gritted his teeth. He had thought the execution would go smoothly, but unexpectedly, a sudden turn of events occurred.

Upon hearing Sengoku's words, Garp pondered for a moment before focusing his gaze on the deck of the Moby Dick.

"Do you think it could be that guy?"