I started as a pirate and connected to other worlds

Chapter 156 I can touch the wave of the times by hooking my fingers

Two shiny sharp knives fell from mid-air. Ace was still struggling, but Sengoku's sight was no longer here. Compared with Whitebeard, even the famous Fire Fist Ace was just a small figure. There were only three people around him. The Sith was still watching all this, albeit only out of the corner of his eye.

"Help me, Wilson Sis, help me..."

With his head firmly pressed to the ground, Fire Fist Ace looked ferocious and roared from his throat. He had no one else to turn to.

This world is really ironic. One second we were enemies who were fighting to death, and the next second we were the only life-saving straw left.

Sith turned his head and squatted down until his eyes were level with Ace.

His eyes were calm, with darkness spreading in them, and no ripples could be seen. He neither felt sad about Ace's untimely death, nor would he gloat over the death of an enemy.

His right hand landed on Fire Fist Ace's head and rubbed it.

Touching a greasy head that hasn't been washed for months is indeed not a good experience, but his hands are not clean either. There is blood on them. He has no right to dislike others.

"Give up. Although death is not a good experience, it is definitely not a bad experience. Just bear with it and get used to it."

The executioners on both sides looked at him like a fool. He only had one life. How could he get used to it?

The pupils flashed left and right in the eye sockets, and his eyes were filled with pity.

If God opens a door for you, he will definitely nail a window for you. The ancients do not deceive me. Although this gentleman is powerful, his brain is really not very bright. Sometimes he looks like a madman, sometimes he looks like a fool, and sometimes he looks like a madman. Sometimes he looks like a fool. She is a different kind of charming girl with a thousand faces.

But think about the rising star pirate who robbed Judiciary Island and Impel Down City.

In silence, the executioners gave up thinking.

There really is no chance in this world, the emergence of everything is inevitable.

Looking at the essence through the surface of things, the future of this world is over, and this era is one of lunacy.

Ace shook his head desperately and struggled away from Sith's hand. With pleading eyes, he met Sith's eyes.

"Give me a minute, just one minute. I need... I need to make a break with this world."

His voice was very low, and he was ashamed to say that the last time he was so humble was when he faced the Sith. The man squatting in front of him was a nightmare that he could not get rid of no matter what.

But all this is finally coming to an end. He no longer needs to continue to chase Blackbeard Teach all day long, and he no longer needs to worry about the Straw Hat Kid and be humble. His life is about to come to an end. Together with his beloved father, no matter how you say it, , he can’t even let his father go on the road alone, can he?

Ace seemed to have thought about it, but the tears couldn't stop flowing down for some reason.

Why?Why?

He kept questioning himself in his mind and banged his fist on the floor until blood oozed out.

After a while, he figured it out. He finally figured it out. In fact, he didn't want to die at all. He still wanted to follow his father and follow Marco on adventures. He also wanted to fool Luffy from time to time and play with himself. The eldest brother is majestic. He still wants to drink from a big bowl and eat large pieces of meat. He still wants... He still wants...

The brothers are too noisy for him to worry about, and the world is too wonderful for him to give up.

Sis stood up silently, instead of offering any false comfort, he just stuffed a cigarette and candy into his mouth.

He is not qualified to sympathize with the enemy. Sympathy for the enemy is cruelty to himself.

Turn your head.

But just saying a word may not hurt anything.

He raised his right hand and glanced at the executioners.

"One minute, give him one minute at the end, and after one minute, the execution will begin immediately."

"Yes."

The two raised their hands and saluted Sith, put down their knives, and stood on both sides again.

The space has been freed up for Ace.

With his head lowered, Ace didn't dare to look at Sith, so he just squeezed out two words through his teeth.

"Thank you."

Sith didn't lower his head to look at him, the ground was still shaking, he only saw the battle situation, maybe.

But the wave of this era was really close to him, as if he could touch it by raising his hand.

"Dad, I'm sorry, I...I may have really burdened you this time."

There were tears in his eyes, and Ace's lips were trembling up and down. He didn't have much time, only one minute.

"Ace~"

The sharp clouds were cut from top to bottom, and Whitebeard once again repelled the navy next to him, his body trembling.

It's not that he can't do it, it's that his body is reaching its limit.

Holding himself up, Whitebeard's gaze slanted over and fell on Ace's face.

"What nonsense are you talking about? No father would despise his son. I should be grateful to you for being able to accompany me on the road to hell. But you are still so young, so don't blame dad for not being able to rescue you. "

"Dad!"

With a sullen face, Ace tried his best to squeeze back the tears. Being able to accompany his father on a long journey was not a shameful thing. It was a gift from God that all the crew could not envy. He shouldn't cry.

Kneeling on the ground, he kept moving his body forward with his knees and asked loudly to Whitebeard:

"Dad, if I say, if there is an afterlife, would you still be willing to accept me as your son?"

Whitebeard clenched the sword in his hand and closed his eyes. He did not look at the attacking Akainu, and moved entirely by feeling.

There seemed to be some ferocious beast in front of him. He was so frightened that he couldn't open his eyes and fought for his neck. He used all his strength.

"Of course, no matter if it is once, twice, or thousands of times, you will always be my most beloved son!"

Ace also closed his eyes. Although the tears still continued, his heart no longer trembled.

"That's good, that's good." He kept repeating in his mouth.

The executioner on the side looked at the watch in his hand and leaned over.

"Sir, it's already time..."

"Well, okay, I understand, prepare for execution!"

The Sith stretched out his hand to interrupt what the executioner wanted to say. He was not a person who couldn't see the overall situation clearly. He gave Fire Fist Ace the last mercy.

Lower your head.

"Are you ready? Portcas D. Ace, in the name of Whitebeard's son, not in the name of the son of Pirate King Gol D. Roger, are you ready to face your own death?"

Ace raised his head and reluctantly put the tears back in his eyes. Whitebeard's words made him surprisingly calm.

"Come on, I'm extremely lucky to have met dad, Luffy, and grandpa. It took me one-third of the time that other people have to taste the luck that they may never taste in their lifetime. Okay. No, I have no nostalgia anymore."

The Sith's eyes glanced at him.

He is really a dishonest person, how could he not be nostalgic?

But up to now, it has indeed ended here.

The raised right hand fell down.

"Okay, let's carry out the execution!"