Chapter 1042 New World War (Death of Jesus)

Esdeath was not the only one who wanted to know this question.

The many Rockefeller family members behind Esdeath also want to know.

Robert and Deidara were seriously injured, and all the Rockefeller family members held their breath.

Because their families were bullied.

It has always been the Rockefeller family that bullies others, and no one has ever dared to bully the Rockefeller family.

The Red Hair Pirates set a precedent.

"Is it still useful to talk about this now?"

After hearing Esdeath's words, Ben Beckman's crazy eyes gradually calmed down, as if a basin of cold water had extinguished the anger in his heart.

Beckman reached out a trembling hand, pulled a cigarette from his pocket, and held it to his lips.

Then, he fumbled for the lighter with his trembling left hand and tried to light the cigarette, but because his hands were shaking so badly, he failed several times.

Finally, he managed to light the cigarette.

He took a deep puff of the cigarette, feeling the stimulation of the smoke entering his lungs.

Then, Beckman slowly exhaled the smoke and turned his gaze to the battlefield in the distance where the fighting was still raging.

Charlotte Linlin and Shanks are seen engaging in a thrilling duel with Charlotte.

However, the situation there was equally grim; the outcome had been decided and they were about to fail.

Ben Beckman couldn't help but feel sad, as he realized that both his captain and the captain of the BIGMOM Pirates had reached their limits.

Their strength was about to be exhausted and they could no longer fight.

Failure is inevitable and everything is over.

Ben Beckman lowered his head in frustration, at this moment his eyes were full of despair and self-blame.

He smoked silently, as if he wanted to treat this moment as the last moment of his life.

Beckman felt extremely regretful. He regretted his decision, regretted not investigating thoroughly, and rashly offended the Rockefeller Kingdom, although the Fishman Island incident was the captain's own decision.

But he could not shirk his responsibility. He did not stop it. He failed to live up to the captain's expectations and led to the destruction of the entire team.

\"It seems that this is your last words before you die!\"

Esdeath said coldly.

The long sword in his hand slowly unsheathed, and a bone-chilling chill instantly burst out.

The cold breath spread quickly, causing the surrounding air to condense into ice.

A thick layer of ice formed under her feet and continued to spread outward.

Ben Beckman looked in the captain's direction for the last time, his eyes full of regret and apology.

\"Captain, I'm sorry. I hurt you! And everyone else!\"

Ben Beckman muttered to himself.

Knowing that he was powerless to change the situation, he could only close his eyes silently and wait for death to come.

Seeing this, Esdeath didn't want to waste any more words with a dying man.

The long sword in his hand was slowly raised, and the cold air gradually covered the sword body, and a cold light flashed on the sword body.

Esdeath swung her sword violently, and a sharp sword energy carrying endless power swept over like a whirlwind.

The sword was so powerful that Beckman was unable to resist. He was filled with despair and silently waited for death to come.

puff!

Blood splattered and sprayed onto Ben Beckman's face, and a warm feeling came over him.

Beckman closed his eyes tightly, frowned, and thought: "Will there be no pain when dying?"

However, at this moment, he heard a shrill howl: "Jesus Boo!"

This was Lachi Lu's cry. Beckman immediately realized that something was wrong and quickly opened his eyes.

The scene before him shocked him - Jesus was lying in a pool of blood, his body cut in half by a sword, and his blood dyed the ground red.

It turned out that Jesus used his body to block Esdeath's fatal blow, buying Beckman a short period of survival time.

Beckman opened his mouth and eyes wide, looking at Jesus with shock and confusion, not understanding why he did this.

He couldn't understand why Jesus would risk his life to protect him.

"Captain, cheer up, cheer up!"

Jesus lay at Beckman's feet, pulling Beckman's trouser legs with his remaining strength, and whispered in a pale voice.

now!

Ben Beckman just felt his heart shattered like glass.

He knelt on the ground, hugging Jesus' body tightly.

"Run, run away, and say sorry to my son for me!"

The words fell!

Jesus lay on Beckmann, lifeless like a burnt-out candle.

"No!"

Ben Beckman held Jesus' body and let out a long howl to the sky. The sound was so miserable that it seemed to pierce the sky.

Even Shanks, who had been concentrating on dealing with Charlotte in the distance, turned his head involuntarily to look.

Shanks looked over with his last remaining right eye. And just one glance.

In an instant, it was like a huge hammer hitting Shanks' head.

Shanks looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, his body trembling, his lips slightly opened, but no sound came out.

\"Jesus cloth!\"

Shanks is furious!

Shanks' voice was filled with grief and despair.

Shanks' eyes were filled with pain and sorrow, as if the whole world was collapsing in an instant.

Looking at Jesus' body, endless regret and self-blame surged in my heart.

The rage was like a volcanic eruption, causing Shanks' domineering aura to surge wildly.

An aura of hatred instantly swept through the entire place, raging like a whirlwind.

Shanks' originally flagging momentum suddenly went out of control under the stimulation of this scene.

Shanks' aura became stronger and stronger, and the air around him seemed to be torn apart by him.

The red and black domineering aura surged out of Shanks' body like a surging wave.

The dust originally floating in the air was instantly pressed to the ground by this violent momentum, forming a quiet area.

In an instant, the originally polluted air became clean, without a trace of dust flying.

The red and black domineering aura in the air swept across the entire place like a powerful storm that was impossible to resist.

Shanks' eyes were filled with anger and murderous intent, his fists were clenched, his nails dug deep into his palms, and blood flowed down his fingers.

Shanks' breathing was rapid and heavy, as if every breath carried anger and hatred towards his enemy.

After feeling this powerful aura, those who were further away turned pale and their bodies trembled.

They looked at Shanks in horror, their hearts filled with fear.

Even though they were far apart, they could feel Shanks' endless murderous intent and anger, as if the whole world was about to be swallowed up by his power.

Some of the Rockefeller Kingdom soldiers who were close to them in the distance were seen fainting on the ground with foam at the mouth under this momentum. Their bodies were shaking, as if they were crushed by an invisible force.