Chapter 514 Entering the Battlefield

A little earlier.

New World, Whitebeard's territory.

"Dad, I heard that Jin An had a fight with the World Government."

Mal raised his glass high and took a big sip, his eyes shining with excitement.

They have always been dissatisfied with the World Government. Last time, in order to seek justice for their dead brothers, they went to Marijoa in person, but were ruthlessly turned away.

In order to avoid causing greater harm to his sons, Whitebeard could only retreat temporarily and look for other opportunities.

However, the feeling of grievance from that battle is still deeply engraved in everyone's heart.

Now hearing that the World Government was in a mess because of Jin'an, Marco couldn't help but laugh, and the anger that had been suppressed in his heart for many years seemed to be somewhat vented.

"Gulala..." Whitebeard laughed heartily. He held the wine jar in his hand, with a look of approval in his eyes. "Jin'an is such a gutsy guy! Roger was right about him."

There was a hint of relief in Whitebeard's tone, as if he saw the shadow of the former Roger in Jin'an.

The man who once fearlessly pursued freedom on the sea has now become a legend, and Jin An is like a sharp sword, breaking through the shackles and confronting the World Government head-on.

Marco's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he asked with a bit of fighting spirit: "Dad, should we take action too?"

Whitebeard slowly put down the jar of wine, his eyes as calm and firm as the deep sea.

He looked at the surging sea in the distance, his eyes as deep as the abyss: "Jin An is indeed a ruthless character, but that's not enough - it's time to settle the grudge between us and the World Government."

As soon as the words fell, everyone in the Whitebeard Pirates was shocked, and a burning desire to fight flashed in everyone's eyes.

Kozuki Oden's hand unconsciously grasped the hilt of the sword, and an excited smile appeared on the corner of his mouth; Bramanc swung his giant hammer, and the giant hammer swept through the air with a gust of wind; the other team members were also rubbing their hands, with fighting spirit high, as if they were ready to set off at any time.

On the entire ship, the atmosphere gradually became tense with Whitebeard's words. Anger, unwillingness, and pride intertwined and condensed into boiling blood, enveloping everyone's heart.

"Dad, we will follow you once. Even if we face the Five Elders, we will never back down!"

Marco slammed the table, his face full of determination.

The team members around him nodded and responded with fearless smiles.

Whitebeard looked at his crew members who were like his own children, smiled heroically, and a hint of deep emotion flashed in his eyes.

He raised the wine jar high and shouted proudly: "Then let the World Government know how the title of the king of this sea, Gulalala, was established!"

As he spoke, Whitebeard waved his hand and threw the wine jar heavily onto the deck. The jar shattered instantly, splashing countless wine foams, as if igniting the flames in their hearts.

"Alright! Screw this damn world government!"

"That bastard Teach must still be hiding in a corner. Let's just beat his head off!"

"Kill these bastards!!"

"..."

Amid Whitebeard's laughter, all members of the Whitebeard Pirates burst into deafening roars, with the will to fight burning in everyone's heart, ready to pour this anger on the World Government at any time.

"Crash..."

Their ship moved forward with the waves, as if the sea was also shocked by their momentum. Waves hit the hull, stirring up waves, as if playing a prelude to their upcoming battle.

As Whitebeard made his decision, there was a moment of silence like a brief pause before a storm, and then a thunderous cheer broke out on the ship.

Everyone had an excited and unyielding smile on their face, and the fighting spirit in their hearts was as hot as flames.

Kozuki Oden was the first to raise his sword, the sharp blade flashing brightly in the sun, with a bit of excitement, "I've waited for so long, I can finally have a good fight!"

His eyes were sharp, as if he had already seen himself charging into battle and splitting the enemy's formation.

"Hey, let those government guys have a taste of our power!" Lakyo swung his fist violently, and the sound of his fist vibrating was accompanied by gusts of wind.

His heart, which usually beat very steadily, was beating like a drum under the impact of the fighting spirit, and his whole body exuded an impatient and fierce aura.

Marco stood at the bow, his arms folded across his chest, a scornful smile on his lips.

He looked into the distance, as if he had seen through the conspiracy and arrogance of the World Government, and sneered: "Their self-righteous attitude should have been broken long ago."

"Well, this war will definitely cost them!"

As soon as Marco finished speaking, the surrounding crew members responded one after another, their eyes were sharp and their fighting spirit was high. They were rubbing their hands, obviously unable to wait.

Whitebeard looked at his high-spirited subordinates, his eyes revealing a sense of relief and pride.

"Gulala Lala..."

His gaze was like a steady and sharp knife, slowly slicing across everyone's face, his tone sonorous:

"You are all my children. Since we have chosen this path, let this sea bear witness that we have never regretted it."

These words hit everyone's heart like a heavy hammer. All the cheers stopped for a moment, and then even more fanatical roars swept across the entire ship.

"Daddy!!!"

"..."

The crew members high-fived, hugged, and patted each other on the shoulders. The excitement and passion before the battle almost made the entire ship boil, and the hull seemed to tremble slightly because of their cheers.

Whitebeard smiled as he looked at his companions who had been with him for many years.

He knew that no matter how difficult this battle was, they would charge forward fearlessly, and would never retreat even when facing the Five Elders or the power of the entire World Government.

The ship moved forward steadily in the strong wind and waves, heading towards the battlefield. The drums of war had already sounded, and everyone in the Whitebeard Pirates was ready to take this battle to the extreme with a firm belief.

In this battle, they fought not only for themselves, but also for their lost companions and their unyielding faith.

Amid their enthusiastic cheers, Whitebeard raised his head and gazed deeply into the distant sky.

His deep voice echoed throughout the entire deck: "Sons - what awaits us is a war for the strong!"

Whitebeard swung his mountain-like palm fiercely, and his deep voice rolled across the entire deck like thunder: "Let's go! Elbaf!"

The crew members moved at the sound, and the passionate roar shook the air again.

Everyone's expression revealed a fiery desire to fight. They didn't want to wait even a moment and wished the ship could rush to the distant battlefield immediately.

Their hearts had already arrived at Elbaf, and they were eager to teach the World Government a painful lesson with their blood and fury on that land.

Marco quickly spread his wings and transformed into a giant phoenix, rising into the sky with dazzling blue flames, soaring over the ship and exploring the route ahead.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, scanning the sea vigilantly, as if preparing the last line of defense for the coming battle.

His existence is like a lighthouse hanging high in the sky, guiding the crew in the direction ahead.

"Are you all ready? Today, we're going to let them know that the Whitebeard Pirates' reputation isn't just talk!"

Bramanc pounded his fist against his palm, his armor-like muscles gleaming with an iron-like luster in the sun, his eyes were determined, and his voice was like thunder.

His words aroused greater enthusiasm among the crew members. Everyone tightened the weapons in their hands, with a gleam of determination to fight to the death in their eyes.

Kozuki Oden raised his head slightly, and the blade trembled slightly in the sea breeze, as if he was also looking forward to the upcoming battle.

As a swordsman, he never concealed his expectation of facing a strong enemy. In today's battle, his opponent was the World Government, and that was enough.

With a confident smile on his face, he whispered softly, "Elbaf, are you ready? We are coming."

The wind grew stronger and stronger, swelling the canvas, and the boat drew a straight track on the sea. As if sensing the crew's lofty ambitions, the speed of the boat suddenly increased.

The cheers on the deck grew louder and louder, like a war song in a storm.

Everyone's face was filled with confidence of victory, as if the vast ocean was ignited by their will.

Whitebeard stood firmly at the bow, his feet as immovable as iron stakes nailed into the deck.

He raised his hand high, pointing in the direction of Elbaf, his eyes were calm and firm, revealing an unprecedented sharpness.

Every muscle of his was tense, like a beast ready for a fierce battle at any time.

"Gulala!" Whitebeard's loud laughter echoed in the wind, with unstoppable confidence and arrogance, "Elbaf... just wait! The Whitebeard Pirates are coming!"

Time goes back to the present, and the Whitebeard Pirates have already entered the battlefield.

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