Chapter 311: The Final Battle at the Top: Goodbye, Captain.

The sky over Honggang was pitch black.

Dark clouds covered the sea, and each wave was several feet high, hitting the sides of the "Z" guerrilla fleet.

"Teacher Zefa, no, you will die if you continue like this!"

Navy Captain Ain lay anxiously on the edge of the railing of a warship on the sea.

She was shouting towards the Red Harbor where the battle was raging not far out to sea.

"All members of the Z guerrilla team retreat!

Remember, no matter what the future holds.

Is the sea peaceful?

Are people happy?

Are pirates no longer rampant?

You guys will go and see it on my behalf."

Zefa's final cry was heard from Red Harbor.

As the disciple and student who admired Zefa the most, Ian's face was full of tears and he clenched his fists and hit the guardrail.

I couldn't bear to say goodbye to him like this.

"Teacher, you knew he asked you to come here to die... why... why did you agree..." Ian burst into tears, covering his mouth and nose and choking with sobs.

"This is an order, Ain, Kizaru is very troublesome on his own.

I didn't expect that the current God of Finance would suddenly descend upon us. The teacher is trying to buy us time to evacuate."

Binz dissuaded Ian and pulled him back into the battleship.

Suddenly, the impact of the battle on Red Harbor Island caused huge waves in the sea.

The island was covered with red smoke.

In the smoke and dust, Zefa's seastone mechanical arm was raised high.

The other hand tried its best to support the mechanical arm of Haikou City.

He knelt on one knee to challenge the old man who suddenly appeared in front of him.

It was the God of Finance and War, Garin Sheng, who suddenly descended on the island.

"You are old, Zephyr. You are already at the end of your rope. Do you still want to bring disaster to the organization that I have devoted my life to?"

Faced with Galin Sheng who suddenly appeared in front of him, Kizaru seemed at a loss.

He stopped fighting with Zefa, put his hands in his pockets, and stood behind Garin with a rare serious look on his face.

The aura he carries is unlike his usual lazy self.

"The Five Elders have been dispatched? Then... there is a high probability... that something has happened to our headquarters."

Kizaru thought, a bad premonition looming over his heart.

He seemed to have sensed in his heart that those who had fought with him were no longer in this world.

"The domineering aura has also spread from Marinford to Red Harbor."

Just as Kizaru was looking at the huge waves in the distance and thinking about something.

The suppressed Zefa suddenly spoke: "Whether it is the Feijialand family or the Celestial Dragons.

The eight hundred years of rule will be completely overthrown in the near future!"

Upon hearing this, Jialin Sheng frowned and increased the force of the knife he held with both hands.

The seastone mechanical arm was gradually penetrated and lost its durability.

“Haha, although I can’t see that future.”

With a crack, as soon as Zefa finished his words, his seastone mechanical arm was cut off.

At the same time, Jialin Sheng's cold blade also fell on him, cutting through the old flesh and skin.

Jialin shook off Zefa's blood from his knife and said to him with a very serious expression:

"You know many secrets of the World Government, yet you are able to take military action against it, Zephyr."

Zefa, who lost his left hand, was not angry, but laughed at the sky:

"It seems that this world is bound to undergo a great change every thousand years. It can't be in the next hundred years. Could it be that Arthur is really the builder of the new order?"

Puff-!

As soon as Zefa finished speaking, the blade in Garin's hand pierced into his abdomen.

"I'll give you one last chance, Zephyr. You're a rare talent, and we don't want you to die like this. Continue to work for the World Government!"

Facing the sudden invitation from Galin Sheng, Zefa endured the physical pain and showed a firm smile:

"The people of this world are now so twisted that they worship pirates, regard pirates as a dream, plunder each other, create panic, seize other people's resources, and regard all of this as a hindrance. Isn't it because you, the Celestial Dragons, are a symbol of your decline?!

I have taught countless marines, but there is only one guy who can see genuine kindness, a sense of justice, and no desire for return!

It is often this kind of people who yearn for darkness after being betrayed by the world.

Kill me if you want, I have already..."

As Zefa was speaking to Garin, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the several warships on the sea that were covering his retreat.

At least this time, some seeds have been preserved, and there is still hope that the just laws, order, procedures, etc. that we yearn for in the future will be rebuilt.

"I already... don't have anyone left for me."

Zefa closed his eyes, and the faces of his wife and children appeared in his mind.

"It's really shameful, Zephyr, you dedicated your whole life to the navy, and in the end you helped a big pirate!

That's right, you guys are always chasing pirates, and you're not the only one who has a relationship with pirates."

After Garin finished speaking to Zefa, he glanced at Kizaru who was standing beside him with his soldiers with a serious and cold gaze.

"Hmm?" Kizaru looked confused, and his eyes behind the dark sunglasses looked into his.

"You are to execute Zefa for being a rebel and a threat to world order and safety."

"Understood, sir." Kizaru took the order himself.

“Also, send some warships to the towns, villages and islands near Red Harbor to plunder all the medical, food and other supplies from those rubbish pariahs and bring them back to Mary Geoise!

"The garbage dies and dies. If the gods are dead, why do we still keep the garbage alive?"

After hearing what Garin did, Zefa became more determined in his choice.

"Zeff, don't worry, the world will be submerged by the tsunami, and the third world will be destroyed by a huge war! In the end, the world will still be ruled by the Celestial Dragons and will continue to spread forever!"

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There was a heavy thunderstorm and lightning flashed across the ice.

Under the power of extreme ice, Marinford formed a huge ice tomb.

Arthur held the black knife burning with shock power and surrounded by frost in both hands, and collided with Roger's clone with full domineering color on the glacier.

"You can't even feel your soul now. Are you just a puppet body for fighting and missions?!" Arthur challenged him.

At this moment of trance, Roger's clone suddenly slashed at Arthur's head with a knife.

The speed was so fast that Arthur, whose life was burning at the moment, almost couldn't avoid it.

As Arthur dodged quickly, the fluttering black hair behind him was cut off by the supreme sword Ace.

"Hahaha!" Roger's clone laughed uncontrollably upon seeing this, and had completely regarded Arthur as his prey.

Crazy for fighting, his face was filled with excitement and madness.

The domineering aura in his body was even more violent, and it unscrupulously wrapped around the knife and collided with Arthur again and again.

"It seems that you have no self-awareness, so let me help you get rid of it, Captain Roger."

Instantly, the flames around Arthur's body grew even stronger.

With just a glance, a huge dragon head broke out from the glacial ground below Roger's clone.

It instantly interrupted his fight with Arthur and knocked him high into the sky.

"The power of extreme ice. Ten thousand dragons!!!" Arthur raised his hand and mobilized a large amount of vitality to launch the move.

The glacier shook, and countless huge ice dragons rushed out of the glacier and continuously crashed into Roger's clone in the air.

"Goodbye, Captain." After launching the move, Arthur turned around and looked at the battle between Enelu and Terry:

"You are not a natural type. No matter how strong you are... you can't dissolve my move. The price is... pfft... just a little bit of life."

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