Novel Star Chapter 63 and Roger Class 1
Chapter 63 and Roger Class 1
"Hey, Whitebeard, don't die here. After the war is over, I will definitely catch you." Garp turned his head and said to Whitebeard who was seriously fighting, his tone a little heavy.
"Lieutenant General, it's better to take good care of yourself first. Without you, this sea will really be a lot less to worry about."
White Beard said while clenching the handle of the long knife in his hand, and took a deep breath.
"Slash must be fought with slash, let's try the power of the old age." Garp and Sengoku knew at this time that the legendary pirate who fought side by side with him was irreversibly declining in physical strength.
Whitebeard, who has been sick for many years, has not encountered such a strong enemy for a long time.
Beyond the disease, he is still the reason why he can still become the ceiling of combat power in the world of pirates, his extremely strong will and top-notch strength.
Even in his old age and suffering from illness, no one dared to easily shake his position as emperor of the sea.
"This group of guys are really similar to that person back then. I seem to see the shadow of that person from them. His name is Roger... If he is still alive, he should stand with the three of them. ?”
But would a warrior with such courage really be the sinner that the Pope said?
Avna suppressed the doubts in her heart, and she forced herself not to think about it.
She is the great saint!It's Avna's order!
Just do her duty as a weapon well!
"It's time to end, elders, take this move, and your strength will be recognized by the messenger of God."
The first slash came straight to Whitebeard. Whitebeard held the knife with one hand, turned around slightly, and the fruit power instantly enveloped the blade, and the vibration became louder and louder until it was extremely ear-piercing.
At this time, the slash was accompanied by the tsunami behind him, and he was already within easy reach of Whitebeard.
Whitebeard flung out the blade vigorously, and instantly collided with the oncoming slash, making a huge roar, and the power of the shaking fruit also exploded, distorting the space for a while.
The moment the slash collided with Whitebeard, it was as if the surging sea suddenly encountered a huge island, and it stopped instantly at the point where Whitebeard was standing.
The speed of the slashes in the other directions remained unabated, and with the huge tsunami, they swam backwards behind Whitebeard.
If a tsunami hits a rock, I will stand still for thousands of years.
Afna's slash instantly solidified, and under the strong space distortion, it was slightly shaken and tended to be shattered.
"Is it the power of fruit again?" Afna immediately recited the motto softly. The motto from the mouth of the great saint is far more effective than other believers.
The moment Avna blurted out, the shattering effect was suppressed.
Seeing this situation, Whitebeard frowned, immediately put his left hand on the handle of the knife, changed to holding the knife with both hands, and shouted loudly.
"It really didn't disappoint me, come on!"
On Whitebeard's arms, blue veins bulged, and with all his strength, the solidified slash instantly showed countless cracks and fine lines, which were split into countless pieces together with the tsunami behind him, facing the sides of Whitebeard dispersion.
Looking at the white beard who was panting beside him, there was a trace of worry in Garp's eyes.
He knew that White Beard would be seriously injured after this battle, which would undoubtedly aggravate the injuries accumulated over the years.
As a navy man, he saw that Whitebeard might fall into decline from now on, which should have been an excellent opportunity, but he, who was also a remnant of the old era, did not feel the slightest joy, but instead felt a trace of sadness in his heart .
Thinking of this, Garp clenched his fists tightly, facing the second slash that was approaching him.
Avna's first attack and the vibration and tsunami caused by the energy of the white beard fruit have not yet dissipated, and the second slash followed. "It's been a long time since I experienced this kind of punching that makes me feel evenly matched."
The word "justice" behind Garp is fluttering in the wind, and the seemingly ordinary armed colors are all over the right hand of the legendary navy.
"Is it still an armed color with the same power?" White Beard couldn't help sighing. "After so many years, you really don't have any new tricks."
Garp raised his fist in a moderate manner, and responded without turning his head: "You don't need too many fancy things, as long as this trick is enough, I like it simple, if it is too complicated, the old brain Not bright, can’t remember.”
While talking, Garp swung his fist vigorously, collided with Afna's slash, and immediately dispersed with Garp's iron fist as the origin, directly dispersing the tsunami caused by the first strike.
"Huh... let's spread out!" Garp pushed forward with all his strength after the armed-color coverage area of Garp's right arm expanded slightly.
The slash of huge energy that swept across unexpectedly turned his head abruptly, split the tsunami behind him, and ran directly towards the master of the slash, Afna.
Seeing that the old man not far away directly counterattacked, Afna felt a little doubtful in her heart, "Does the proverb have no effect on him at all? Could it be that this guy is only relying on physical strength to fight against Dayang?"
"Ah, it's the ultimate armed color." Admiration flashed in Avna's heart.
At the same time, a burst of dazzling golden light flashed, and the surrounding air pressure increased sharply. I saw the Warring States incarnation in Buddha mode, and cut off the enemy Ocean with a shock wave without hesitation.
On the other side, Afna swung the rusty knife horizontally, and abruptly received Karp's counterattack. After a fierce collision, Afna lowered her head and found that she had taken two steps back unconsciously.
The counterattack on the Warring States side formed a chain reaction with the aftershock of the second ocean severing, and the entire battlefield fell into violent shaking in an instant.
"If things go on like this, I'm afraid Marin Fando won't be able to keep it." Warring States said worriedly.
For Sengoku, who is the admiral of the navy, winning the war with dignity is the best choice. If Marin Fando, who symbolizes the navy, is torn apart, it is still Sengoku's dereliction of duty.
"Now that it's come to this point, the reconstruction of Marin Fandor is inevitable."
"Listening to two marines discussing this kind of thing by my side is really uncomfortable." Apart from the countless shouts from the air when they were young, this is probably the first time in their lives that the three of them have been able to interact with each other so closely. dialogue.
As soon as Whitebeard finished speaking, he suddenly felt pain in front of his eyes, the wounds in his body faithfully transmitted the pain, he gripped the handle of the knife vigorously, first lifted the knife lightly, and then inserted the handle heavily on the ground
"Tch~ Is it at this time? It seems that we have to hurry up."