Chapter 684
Listening to Darren's provocative words, Whitebeard's bloodshot eyes did not change significantly.
The other members of the Whitebeard Pirates were furious and their faces flushed.
Before they could make any move,
Darren raised his hand and waved gently. In the blink of an eye, the wreckage of the metal ark spaceship flew over, twisted and deformed again, reorganized into its original shape, and hovered in the air.
Darren and the Seven Warlords of the Sea jumped lightly, landed on the ark spaceship, and continued to rise into the air.
They looked down at the angry faces of the Whitebeard Pirates below, with a defiant look in their eyes.
"Hehehe... Don't you want to kill them all here?"
Moria, carrying a sawtooth broadsword, laughed sinisterly, licked his cracked lips, and couldn't help asking.
But as soon as the words came out, several eyes were cast at him.
Crocodile and the others stared at him as if he were an idiot.
"Did you get hit on the head?"
The usually calm Mihawk said lightly.
"——You!"
Moria's face froze and turned red.
He opened his mouth, thinking of this guy's terrifying swordsmanship, his face changed, and finally he snorted coldly and turned his head away.
Darren ignored Moria, the idiot, his hands naturally dropped, his eyes did not look sideways, just looking down at the Whitebeard Pirates getting farther and farther below with indifference.
Whitebeard was not so easy to kill. Although he didn't know how seriously he was injured now, his condition was already so bad that he could barely stand.
As for Barrett, his situation would definitely be worse than his own, after all, his physique was not as strong as "Vajra Indestructible".
Not to mention that Marco and others were desperately protecting him, it was almost impossible for them to kill Whitebeard.
The most crucial point is that if Whitebeard launches a crazy dying counterattack like in the war at the top, Darren doesn't think that his current injuries can withstand a few punches from him.
This is Whitebeard in his prime with blond hair.
Anyway, they have successfully completed the task assigned by the headquarters, and the Whitebeard Pirates have completely intercepted successfully.
With the current state of the Whitebeard Pirates, they simply can't dare to go to the Miracle Island to participate in the war.
"What a hearty battle, Whitebeard."
Thinking of this, Darren's mouth curled up a cold and unruly smile.
Looking at the miserable state of the Whitebeard Pirates, others couldn't help laughing.
This is the most powerful pirate group in the world today...
But they were left here so aggrievedly! !
You know, Crocodile and the others are basically rookie pirates who have just started out, but they have done this miraculous feat.
When they thought of this, an indescribable sense of pleasure surged in their hearts.
Especially Moria and Crocodile, who were not very happy about joining the Seven Warlords of the Sea before, felt refreshed when they saw the angry and fierce faces of Marco and others below!
A somewhat absurd thought could not help but pop up in their minds:
"--It seems that being one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea is also quite good..."
"This bunch of damn guys!!"
Looking at the mocking and contemptuous eyes of the Seven Warlords, Marco was furious and his eyes were about to burst.
He took a step forward, and his hands were already burning with blue flames, trying to transform into the form of a phoenix to catch up.
The others also gnashed their teeth and looked like they were going to fight to the death.
They are the Whitebeard Pirates, when can they tolerate such a great humiliation! ?
But at this moment,
A broad bloody hand suddenly pressed Marco's shoulder.
"Let them go."
Whitebeard's hoarse voice came from behind.
Marco was stunned and turned around.
I saw my father standing there like a mountain, looking at the spaceships rising up calmly.
"This sea has a group of troublesome guys again..."
Until the spaceship completely disappeared in the sea of clouds in the distant sky, Whitebeard sighed, and his expression gradually showed a touch of loneliness.
"But Dad, why don't we chase--"
Marco gritted his teeth unwillingly, and just when he was about to say something, the old man in front of him suddenly staggered, knelt on one knee with a bang, and spit out a large pool of hot blood.
His calm face suddenly turned pale, and the shocking blood gathered on the ground into a pool of blood, which made Marco and others terrified and panicked.
"Dad!!"
"Hurry up and treat it!!"
"Damn it!!"
"Dad is injured!!"
"..."
Marco panicked and usedUsing his own devil fruit ability, the blue "Resurrection Flame" emerged from his hand and covered Whitebeard's chest.
The others also gathered around with a nervous look on their faces.
"I'm fine..."
Whitebeard gasped, his voice was extremely hoarse, as if his throat was burned by a raging fire.
He waved his hand with difficulty, and squeezed a comforting smile on his face.
"Don't forget, your father is known as the strongest man in the world."
Marco's eyes turned red, and tears were already oozing from his eyes.
As the ship doctor of the Whitebeard Pirates, as his ability began to be exerted, he finally realized how serious his father's injury was at this moment!
Dad seemed fine on the surface, but his internal organs had been injured to varying degrees.
Although it was far from fatal, he had never seen his father suffer such serious injuries!
Even when he fought with Roger and Golden Lion before, his father had never suffered such injuries.
But Marco had no idea that the previous battles they had with Roger Pirates or Golden Lion were just a brief battle, and the brutality of the battles was far less than the one just now.
After all, everyone is a well-known figure in this sea, and Whitebeard is powerful and famous, so even if others go to war with him, they will not go too far.
After all, the Whitebeard Pirates themselves have no ambition to dominate, so basically no one would be so stupid as to fight them to the death.
Only lunatics like Darren and Barrett would completely push a battle that should have been a mutual test into a fight to the death!
"Quick! Help Dad get on the boat to rest!"
"Prepare the nutrient injection and give him an infusion immediately!"
Marco said to the others with red eyes.
Several cadres immediately took action, carefully supported Whitebeard, boarded the Moby Dick, and entered the cabin.
The others breathed a sigh of relief and began to clean up the battlefield and maintain the ship.
"What's wrong, Teach, are you okay?"
A crew member patted a boy who was standing there in a daze.
The boy stood there in a daze, with dark skin, black curly hair sticking out from his hat in a mess, thick lips, and cold steel claws on his hands.
The bright red blood on the steel claws has not dried yet.
"No, it's okay."
Teach came back to his senses and forced a smile on his face:
"Do you think Dad will be okay?"
The crew member pondered for a moment, and suddenly laughed:
"How could it be? Our dad is the strongest in the world! Don't worry too much."
After speaking, he patted Teach's shoulder again and boarded the pirate ship.
The boy named Teach stood there motionless, quietly watching people constantly holding blood-stained gauze in and out of the cabin, with a faint light flashing in the depths of his eyes.
A drop of blood gathered from the steel claws and dripped slowly.
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