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Chapter 65 Enemy or Sinner

Avna, who is naive and ignorant of the world, actually thinks that the more than 1000 sons are all thanks to the white-bearded wife. In the eyes of others, this is just Avna's ridicule.

But Whitebeard didn't care, "As long as they board Moby Dick's ship, they are my sons, and I will treat them like a father, no matter they are homeless or have left their homes."

"Do you mean that these people are not your own sons?" Afna felt at this time that the so-called names of father and son were just a tool to maintain the relationship in the war.

Apart from the battlefield, there is no other purpose, let alone father and son who are not related by blood.

"It doesn't make any difference to me. People like you will never understand." Whitebeard looked calmly at his only concern in this world, the crew of Moby Dick.

"Your sons appeared in time and diverted my attack target. I was going to attack from the easiest place to get. Now you may be safe for the time being. Take care of your injuries!"

As soon as Afna finished speaking, her figure disappeared.

When everyone was surprised, his figure had already appeared in the sky directly above the team leaders. "You are here to save him, so do what you wish and dedicate yourself to him. There is no cure for the controlled spirit, and I have no obligation to wake you up."

Marko raised his head and shouted at Avna: "Look at everything you have done. You are as emotionless as a machine. You are the one who is controlled and you don't know it. It's really pitiful."

Afna, who was about to attack the captains, froze for some reason when she heard this.

She didn't know why, as the Great Saintess, she was spoken in such a tone by the sinners on the land. She was not angry at the moment, but rather frustrated for no reason.

Afna shook her head, in her heart, a sinner will always be a sinner.

"Overturn the sky!!" Afna launched a fierce attack in mid-air instantly, and the speed of her stabbing was jaw-dropping.

In the eyes of ordinary people, due to the extremely fast attack speed, Afna, who originally held a sword, actually created the effect of thousands of swords being fired from the sky!

And the density of the attack is so high that there is no gap between each stab, just like the water of the ocean falling from the sky, neat and vast!

"What a powerful slashing attack this is, I am far beyond comparison." Foil Vista has already made his own prediction in his heart, but even so, he will not take half a step back.

Bista set up a pair of knives, and Diamond Jozzy on the side also attached his whole body in the shape of diamonds. Around the two, there were red and blue flames that complemented each other. Ace and Marco had already prepared for a desperate fight. .

Avna's attack used a bit of cutting power, and at the same time it was attached with an extremely powerful blue armed color, coupled with the effect of the proverb, the moment it was shot, it did not expect to leave any way for the four of them to survive.

"These juniors are about to die here. With their strength, they simply cannot withstand such an attack." This is what Karp and Sengoku agreed upon.

"Hey, kid, don't do this to my sons in front of me!"

When Whitebeard saw this scene, he roared instantly, and also entered a berserk mode unprecedented in this war. His face was bruised, and he shifted his position in an instant, blocking the four captains with his body.

"What is this old guy doing? Is he protecting his so-called son?" Afna's face showed a hint of surprise. He never thought that White Beard, who was already in danger, would do such a thing.

"Father!" Whitebeard raised his long knife horizontally. At this moment, there was no time to launch a counterattack, so he could only forcefully carry out this move. Seeing that the situation was not good, Garp and the Warring States also immediately launched a thrust towards Zheng Avna launched a shock.

However, Afna's attack speed was very fast, and in an instant, cracks appeared on the long knife in White Beard's hand. Whether it was the handle or the blade, the lines of the cracks were expanding rapidly, and the weapon had completely lost its ability to attack.

"Little devil, I'm not used to being underestimated like this!" After speaking, under the fierce attack, Whitebeard raised his hand high, and the long knife was released instantly.

"What? Is he going to give up?" Under repeated doubts, Afna's attack speed gradually slowed down unconsciously. It may be due to lack of concentration, or it may be intentional.

The white beard who threw away his weapon started to splatter blood the moment he let go of the long knife, shoulders, chest, thighs, arms, every part of the blood was splattering outwards and hit the sons behind him body.

The eyes of the four captains were astonished. This was the first time they had seen Whitebeard receive such a heavy blow in front of their own eyes. The four jumped up without hesitation, trying to block in front of Whitebeard.

"Back off!" Whitebeard's voice sounded a little tired, but he was firm, and he stopped the four captains at once. "I am a remnant of the old era, and you will eventually embark on the ship of the new era, so let the new world leave the last dignity to the old era!"

Avna heard every word of Whitebeard's words, and she saw the old man in front of her throw away her weapon, protect the four young men behind her with one hand, and swing her fist at the four young men behind her. The density of his own attack is like the sea.

Afna was a little distracted. The pure-hearted she thought of what she had seen in the church. As a saint, from birth until now, she has been living for one thought, which is to punish these sinners on land in place of gods.

If there is even the slightest doubt about this, the Pope and the entire church will completely dispel this idea, and this will cause overwhelming pressure and so-called responsibilities, and because of The guilt that comes from this thought.

From childhood to adulthood, the saint's simple, direct, and fierce fighting style has always been produced under the influence of the Pope, and he himself has personally demonstrated how cruel and ruthless he is to the enemy. Companions are even the same.

Looking at the white beard in front of her eyes, Avna was a little moved. She thought of the members of the church and how many companions were killed by the Pope and the two saintesses in just an instant for the crime of violating the will of God.

I remembered that in countless battles, one person continued to fight while stepping on another person's corpse, and it was rare to fight to protect his companions.

And there has never been a situation where the saint or the bishop fought to protect their subordinates.Avna's proud pride as the messenger of God has been inexplicably hit.Then there was an idea in my heart.

"A person like the old man...how could he be a sinner."