Chapter 440 Whitebeard's Fate

In the mysterious atmosphere of the Fishman Island Café, light shines through the colorful glazed windows, casting mottled and magical shadows on the ground.

Ling Tian stood quietly in front of Xia Li, like an explorer drawn by a mysterious force. His posture was upright and steady, but his heart was full of doubts and curiosity like a turbulent sea.

He frowned slightly, and his two sword-like eyebrows seemed like tangled silk threads, revealing his inner confusion.

There was a hint of confusion in his eyes, and his deep pupils were like two mysterious whirlpools, as if countless questions were swirling in his mind.

Those questions were like flying snowflakes, constantly falling and piling up, making his thoughts more and more confused.

When Ling Tian heard Xia Li say that she had been waiting for him here ten days ago, he couldn't help but feel strange.

This feeling was like a sudden breeze that gently brushed across his heart, but left ripples.

His eyes widened, and his bright pupils instantly became round, with an expression of disbelief blooming on his face like a blooming flower.

The slightly opened mouth seemed to want to express the surprise in the heart, and the slightly trembling lips seemed to be trying to organize the words, but didn't know where to start.

"Did you expect me to come here ten days ago?" Ling Tian asked anxiously, with strong curiosity in his voice.

His body leaned forward slightly, like a sunflower craving for sunlight, leaning eagerly towards Charlie.

His hands unconsciously clenched slightly, as if he was looking forward to Xia Li's answer, but also secretly nervous about what he was about to hear.

There was a strong light of expectation in his eyes, as if Xia Li's answer would be the key that could open the door full of doubts in his heart.

Xia Li sat there quietly, like a mysterious goddess sitting on her throne. Her posture was elegant and dignified, exuding a tranquil aura that could not be ignored.

Her eyes were still deep and mysterious, like an abyss that could not be seen, and seemed to be able to see through everything in the world.

There seem to be countless secrets and unknowns hidden in that mysterious gaze, which makes people want to explore deeper, but also feel an indescribable awe.

Hearing Ling Tian's question, she shook her head gently. The movement was gentle and graceful, like a breeze blowing through a flower, bringing a faint tremor.

The short black hair swayed gently under the soft light, and every strand seemed to be telling an unknown story.

The short black hair was as smooth as silk, and it shimmered slightly under the light, as if an elf was dancing in the dark.

"I didn't expect you to come here, I just expected the Straw Hat Pirates to come here." Shirley's voice was gentle and calm, like a slowly flowing stream.

The sound is clear and pleasant, and each note is as round as a drop of water, gently dripping into people's hearts, bringing a feeling of tranquility and comfort.

Her tone was steady and soothing, without a single wave, as if she was describing something that was extremely ordinary. Her eyes looked into the distance, as if she was recalling those mysterious divination scenes.

When Ling Tian heard Xia Li's words, he felt a strange feeling in his heart, like a lake into which a huge rock had been thrown, and ripples spread out layer by layer.

His thoughts instantly fell into deeper confusion, as if he was lost in a foggy forest.

His brows furrowed even more tightly, and those two sword-like eyebrows were like tightly twisted ropes, revealing the strong doubts in his heart.

His eyes were full of doubts, and those deep pupils seemed to have turned into two whirlpools full of questions, constantly spinning, trying to find the answer.

"Since Xia Li didn't expect my arrival, why did she stop business ten days ago?" Ling Tian muttered to himself.

These words echoed in his mind like a repetitive spell.

His brain was working rapidly, and all kinds of guesses and thoughts were dancing in his mind like a group of fluttering butterflies. He tried hard to find some clues from Xia Li's words to solve this mystery that puzzled him.

Looking at Ling Tian's expression, Xia Li could probably guess what Ling Tian was thinking.

Her eyes were like a gentle spring breeze, gently falling on Ling Tian. She smiled slightly, and that smile was like the first ray of sunshine in the morning, soft and warm.

Xia Li slowly said, "Before, Whitebeard came here to ask me for divination. It was a tense moment. His tall figure stood in front of me, with endless majesty and vicissitudes.

I stared into the crystal ball in my hand, trying to glimpse the future from the mysterious light.

As the picture gradually became clear, I calculated that Whitebeard would die at the hands of the navy. It was a sad prediction, as if the wheel of fate was rolling relentlessly in that tragic direction.

However, the development of the matter was beyond my expectation." There was a hint of emotion in Xia Li's voice, as if she was recalling that momentous event.

Her eyes became distant, and her thoughts seemed to have returned to that moment full of tension and anxiety.

Ling Tian heard Xia Li's words and nodded slightly.

There was also a hint of solemnity in his eyes as he recalled the battle that was supposed to happen but was changed because of him.

According to the original work, Whitebeard would indeed die in the Battle of Marineford, which was an extremely brutal war that affected the entire world pattern.

On the battlefield, the air was filled with smoke and the shouts of killing shook the sky. All forces gathered here to fight for their own beliefs and goals.

Whitebeard, the man known as the strongest man in the world, stood in the center of the battlefield like a giant in mythology.

Every time he swung his punch, it carried the power to destroy the world; every time he roared, it shook everyone's heart.

However, in the original work, he eventually fell under the heavy siege of the navy. His departure, like the fall of a superstar, shocked the whole world.

However, because of his appearance, the Battle of Marineford did not happen, so Whitebeard naturally did not die.

Ling Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, and a complex light flashed in his deep eyes. His heart was filled with emotion, like surging waves constantly hitting the reefs.

He recalled his experiences along the way. Every decision and every action was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples and changing everything around it.

He knew very well that his actions had changed the fate of many people. Those who were originally moving forward on the established track took a different path because of his appearance.

However, he could not fully predict the consequences of this change. The future was like a foggy forest, full of unknowns and uncertainties.