Chapter 62 The End of the Sea
Black and red lightning continued to appear and die in the void, and huge waves suddenly arose on the sea. The clouds in the sky quickly gathered visibly to the naked eye, forming a huge black vortex that blocked the sky and the sun.
The majestic wind swept up in the flashing thunder, and everyone on the Moby Dick turned pale. The weaker ones couldn't even bear the oppression from their souls and spirit, and knelt on one knee. On the ground, breathing heavily.
Marco and the others stared in amazement at Roger who was wrapped in bunches of black and red lightning, gritting their teeth and sending chills down their spines.
This aura of looking down on the world... No matter how many times I see it, it is still so shocking! !
"Hey, hey, hey, it's not a good habit to show off your dominance unscrupulously when we first meet!"
At this time, the white beard on the main seat said something dissatisfied.
The moment he finished speaking, his golden eyes suddenly widened, and a majestic aura visible to the naked eye burst out from his burly body.
Crackling! !
Black lightning burst out at the same time, roaring violently.
Two extremely powerful, abyss-like momentums collided heavily in the void between Roger and Whitebeard!
Thousands of black lightning suddenly rose, and a magnificent impacting air column suddenly penetrated into the clouds in the sky.
The sea of clouds was shaken to the point where they kept collapsing and condensing, condensing and collapsing again.
The sky and the earth change color.
In the horrified eyes of the two pirate gang members, the entire world in front of them seemed to be turned upside down at this moment, with all the colors fading away, leaving only black and white.
Huge earthquakes, like earth shaking, came from the Moby Dick and Oral Jackson.
The monstrous tsunamis tens of meters high overlapped and rose, spreading out to the sea in all directions with the two pirate ships as the center, sweeping dozens of nautical miles in radius.
At this moment, the two legendary pirates who erupted with a shocking force... moved at the same time.
Keng! !
The moment the two supremely sharp knives were unsheathed, Whitebeard and Roger both jumped out from the spot at the same time, swinging their knives suddenly!
Silent silence suddenly fell.
Bundles of black and red lightning were crazily compressed into an energy ball between the two unparalleled famous swords. The surging wind blew the captain's hats of Roger and Whitebeard flying out at the same time, and their black and golden hair were blown by the wind. Dance wildly.
The flickering thunder illuminated the faces of the two men, who were full of fighting spirit and laughed heartily.
"Hahahaha, Newgate!! Besides Garp, only you can make my blood boil!!"
Roger grinned, his face full of the innocent smile of a child who finds a toy he has longed for.
"We haven't seen each other for so long, and when we meet, we wave our swords at each other...is this your meeting gift, Roger?"
Whitebeard's eyes were also ignited with raging fighting spirit, and the white captain's cape behind him was dancing in the wind.
Just then——
"Roger, that's enough!! Don't forget about business!!" Reilly's figure appeared on the deck of the Moby-Dick and shouted loudly.
"Dad, if we continue to fight, our ship will sink!" Marco shouted anxiously.
When the two people's words came out, the energy ball compressed to the extreme between the two supreme sharp knives finally exploded.
boom! !
A blinding white light suddenly occupied the entire world, turning the dark night-like sky into daylight for a short time.
More violent winds and waves stirred up, and the sea seemed to surrender to the domineering spirit of the two kings, letting out an indescribable wail.
I don’t know how long it took before the world returned to peace again.
The waves calmed down and the water became clear and blue.
Seeing Roger and Whitebeard slowly putting away their weapons, everyone in the two pirate groups breathed a long sigh of relief, turning a blind eye to the huge cracks that opened in the sky above their heads.
Things like the sky being torn apart... They have long been used to it.
"Tch!! It's so boring!"
Roger sheathed the knife and muttered angrily, but was frightened by Reilly's fierce glare and shrank his head.
Whitebeard also looked at his son with dissatisfaction, but was choked by Marco's words, "We don't have money to repair the pirate ship." He swallowed his words hard.
Seeing the unconvinced looks on their faces, Marco and Reilly twitched the corners of their mouths.
'What a troublesome dad/captain...'
This thought came to mind at the same time, and he immediately gave the other party an apologetic smile empathetically.
"Tell me, Roger, why did you come to me this time?"
Whitebeard took out a jar of wine. The huge jar was as tall as half a man. After pouring a large bowl for Roger, he sat on the ground and took a sip, impatiently.
When Roger saw the wine, he smiled, picked up the wine bowl, and drank it all in one go. Then he licked his face and pushed the wine bowl toward White Beard.
"Don't worry about that. We haven't seen each other for so long. Let's have a drink first."
Looking at Roger's empty bowl and the former's impatient look, Whitebeard couldn't help but wonder if this guy didn't have money to buy wine and came here just to drink with him.
He helplessly filled Roger's glass of wine, and then said as if he was pointing out something:
"We don't have much time. Those two guys, Garp and Sengoku, have already led the elite to the new world. It's hard for me to get rid of them."
Whitebeard thought to himself that he was not afraid of Garp and Sengoku, but he still did not want to start a war with the main force of the navy if it was not necessary.
On the one hand, because the navy is powerful and has the support of the World Government behind it, the fight is endless and meaningless;
On the other hand, he did not want to see his "family members" on the ship injured or killed in battle.
Even as powerful as he is, once a full-scale war breaks out with the navy, he will not be able to take care of and protect every crew member.
He is not like the thick-lined guy in front of him, who can run freely all over the sea.
As one becomes more powerful and has more territories and crews under his command, it is a heavy responsibility and an invisible constraint.
"What are you afraid of? In the worst case, I'll have a hearty fight with them..."
Roger smiled nonchalantly.
Keng!
Rayleigh struck his head with a hand knife, and a big smoking lump suddenly appeared.
"Let's get down to business!"
Rayleigh gritted his teeth.
Roger grinned in pain and rubbed the bag on his head, his face gradually becoming serious.
"Newgate, you know I have been looking for the end of this sea..."
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