On the new Redfox of the Red Hair Pirates.
The deck was silent, and the crew gathered at the ship's side, looking towards the distant direction of the Shampodi Islands, each with different expressions.
"We had already crossed the Red Earth Continent, just a short distance left, and we still couldn't make it in time?"
Beckman bit a cigarette, furrowed his brow, and stared at the dark screen of the broadcasting Radio Snail in his hand. After a long silence, he slowly exhaled a smoke ring:
"...That guy is really crazy."
Not only did he kill four Heavenly Celestial Dragons in one go,
He also directly declared his ambition to the world, formally tearing his face with the World Government...
He agreed with Shanks' opinion and didn't really approve of such reckless behavior, but he had to admit that that man's spirit was enough to make his own heart tremble...
Lucky Roux even forgot to gnaw on the chicken leg in his hand, still seemingly immersed in the shock just now. It took him quite a while to regain his senses and hesitantly asked:
"Boss, are we...still going?"
Red Hair stood at the bow, his hand resting on the hilt of Gryphon, with a few traces of worry in his eyes.
Upon hearing this, he turned back around and shook his head slightly: "There's no need, turn back."
From the moment Shano cut down the first head, everything was irreversible. The storm of the new era was destined to sweep across the entire world...
"Yes, boss."
The new Redfox immediately turned around, heading towards Mary Geoise.
Red Hair still stood at the bow, gazing profoundly into the distance, suddenly feeling inexplicably tired. He rubbed his temples.
The world is so unpredictable.
The balance that had been maintained for so long was ultimately broken ahead of time.
So next, in this surging new era, which side should I stand on...
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The Navy Headquarters retreated.
This batch of reinforcements came quickly and seemed to withdraw even faster.
The recently awakened Kizaru and Zephyr stood side by side on the aft deck of the battleship, responsible for the rear and ensuring the safety of the main force's march.
The setting sun's afterglow slanted over, elongating their shadows, yet they never overlapped.
They were once close mentor and student.
Now, they stand far apart, as if separated by an invisible chasm.
After a long silence, it seemed neither wanted to speak first, nor perhaps had they faced each other like this in a long time.
"Speaking of which, that blind swordsman called Issho, can't you really overcome him, teacher?"
Eventually, Kizaru spoke up first. He stared at the faraway white flag fluttering, seeming to talk to himself:
"The once-renowned Black Arm, if he had joined the frontline today, all the results would have been different. But to be stopped halfway by an unknown little soldier, if reported, no one would believe it, right?"
"That guy can't be considered an unknown little soldier."
Zephyr snorted coldly, "I don't mind, I've already retired to the second line, ready to resign at any time, no need to care about the face of those above. But you, to be knocked unconscious by that kid with one kick, what's the matter with that?"
"..." Kizaru's pupils shrank instantly.
"I see."
Zephyr chuckled softly, "Even you have dissatisfaction towards those guys above, hoping for them to embarrass themselves as much as possible..."
But still too young.
Your acting is terrible!
"Borsalino, when did you start having this mindset?"
"You shouldn't speak irresponsibly about such things, Teacher Zephyr~"
Kizaru glanced at his severed arm, turned back, and his face had returned to calm, saying lightly:
"As the Navy Grand Admiral, I will naturally bear today's failure after returning. As for you, Teacher Zephyr, you keep saying you're ready to quit, better not really leave the Navy one day and join the Endgame."
"How is that possible?!"
Zephyr was stunned for a moment, then sneered, "I'm happy to applaud that kid for teaching the Heavenly Celestial Dragons a lesson and slapping those above, but for me to betray the Headquarters for that?"
Nonsense!
In his eyes, the World Government and the Navy Headquarters are distinct. The former is not a good thing, but the latter...
The latter has done nothing to wrong him so far!
Navy Headquarters, Marinfanto.
He doesn't have his own home; this is his last home! Those disciples he personally taught are his family!
"...Is that so?"
Recalling the preliminary decision at the meeting in the Holy Land last time, Kizaru turned his head, his expression becoming somewhat complicated.
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At the entrance of Shampodi Paradise.
Shano was gathering his cadre, gathering people. Anyone willing to leave Shampodi to join the Endgame, whether they are Navy soldiers or ordinary citizens, he would welcome.
Once back to the territory, they will be screened one by one, those willing to stay and live, those willing to enter the combat sequence, and those harboring ulterior motives...
"Brother Shano! Hey! Brother Shano!!!"
An excited voice interrupted his thoughts. Shano turned back to look.
A small blue-nosed reindeer, tears in his eyes, was running toward him, followed by a panting white bear.
"Oh?! It's Chopper!"
Shano laughed heartily, picking up Chopper and spinning around, "It's been a long time!"
"Yes, I've finally learned medicine and set out to sea!"
Chopper was lifted high, giggling foolishly, "Now I've even been praised by the medical mother as an excellent doctor, I can help you now, Brother Shano...um, I hope so?"
It scratched its head and again felt a bit unconfident.