Chapter 167

Tải ảnh: 0.109s Scan: 0.392sThe sudden explosion made Akainu, who was walking on the moon steps in the air, and Marco, who was flying, stagger because of the impact of the blast wave. Jinbei felt the same in the sea, and he understood who had made the move.

That ship was completely different from any other ship in the pirate world. One torpedo could kill a small sea king-class ship. The powerful shells and torpedoes were all witnessed by Jinbei himself during the voyage.

"What happened? Where is the explosion?"The navy in the distance naturally heard the violent explosion, as well as the thick black smoke rising from the sea.

"Oh no, Admiral Sakaski's submarine suddenly lost contact not far ahead!"The Navy quickly learned the reason. Admiral Sakaski was chasing the Whitebeard Pirates alone. Now it is estimated that the submarine was killed by the Whitebeard Pirates. The assisting submarine quickly started

"He is such a big man, and he still needs me to clean up his mess. He doesn't obey orders and overestimates himself. Such a person is not a qualified marshal."He narrowed his eyes and stared at the rising black smoke, his mouth slightly opened, and his feeling towards Akainu became worse.

On the other side, on the warship where Bai Ma was

"It's time to retreat. The navy should have heard the noise here. It would be bad if we were discovered."Rob Lucci suggested to Hakuba, and Hakuba nodded in agreement. He just wanted to make Akainu uncomfortable. It would be too difficult to kill Akainu. He should quit while he was ahead.

"Jinbei, the explosion will probably attract the navy, so we should leave!" Marco flapped his wings and flew away. Although the Moon Step could be used in the air, the speed was quite different.

"Well, I'll say goodbye to my friend and catch up soon."The speed of the fishmen in the sea is also incredibly fast. Akainu can't do anything to these two guys. He can only watch them disappear from his sight. He unwillingly clenched his fists full of magma, and drops of magma fell from his hands into the sea. The magma and the sea water came into contact with each other, and bursts of white smoke came out. He ignored the injured marines in the sea and walked away with the moon steps.

On the modern warship where Hakuba and others were, Jinbei was saying goodbye to Hakuba and others. He was anxious to see if Whitebeard and Ace were safe.

"Brother Hakuba, thank you for your help this time. I will never forget your kindness. If you need my help in the future, you can come to Mermaid Island to find me. Take my token and someone will take you to contact me."Jinbei took out a blue scale with a lightning logo from his shirt and handed it to Hakuba, then jumped into the blue waves and disappeared.

Hakuba did not try to keep him. After all, his goal had been achieved. Jinbei's favor was enough for a man of integrity like Jinbei to agree to any request except dealing with Fishman Island and the Whitebeard Pirates.

When everyone left, the navy's rescue submarine arrived and began to rescue the lucky marines who survived the submarine that was hit by the torpedo.

""I'm rich, I'm rich.

I must sell this photo before Haili's news comes out.

Now I think the price offered by that newspaper is too low.

How can such a precious photo that I took at the risk of my life be sold at such a low price? I'll ask other newspapers what price they would offer.

" On the small sailboat on the sea, Absalom took out Den Den Mushi and contacted newspapers one by one.

The photos in the camera were photos of Kizaru carrying a golden lion, huge icebergs, and the Ice Continent rising into space.

As for Moria, he had long forgotten who he was.

The sky gradually darkened. On the horizon, a red sun was falling as if it was about to dive into the sea. Accompanied by the sunset, the war seemed even more tragic. The warships dispatched by the navy from the Grand Line had just arrived, carrying stretchers of the wounded one by one, and the navy lined up in an orderly manner to board the warships.

Tears, blood, sweat, generals died in hundreds of battles, and warriors Ten years later, the marines who survived the war will become important members of the navy, and their ranks and status will be able to move forward, and their future will be brighter.

No ship was left of the fleet that was full before the departure, and the pacifist on that ship also sank to the bottom of the sea. Although there is no specific casualty data, the number of the 100,000 naval elites has been reduced by nearly half.

In the huge ice layer standing on the sea, you can still vaguely see the dead pirates and marines frozen in the ice, with expressions of pain or struggle. Death is fair to everyone, and no one has two lives.

""Salute!"Woooooooooooooooo~" With the sound of the warship's whistle, the sailors stood up straight, facing the setting sun in front of them, and saluted the navy uniformly. The injured marines who fell to the ground also saluted while lying down. The sailors who lost their right arms saluted with their left hands, and those who lost both arms saluted with their eyes!

Lu Fei had a heavy expression. Countless naval elites from the Magic Valley Town Navy Branch also suffered casualties. Although they knew that there would be such an ending before the war, sadness was still unavoidable. Lu Fei didn't know how to explain to the families of his subordinates who were far away in Magic Valley Town. After all, there were not even a few complete bodies in the sea.

There is no right or wrong in war, only pros and cons. Only children talk about right and wrong, and adults only talk about pros and cons. This sentence is universal in any world.

In the words of Doflamingo, pirates Is it evil? The navy is just? This statement is totally untenable. Justice will prevail? That's right! Because the victor is always just, and history is written by the victor!

This war made Lu Fei more eager for power and strength. He didn't want to become the evil party in the writings of others one day. He wanted to be the one who wrote justice!

On the pirate ship of the Whitebeard Pirates, a sad atmosphere was filled. Many people were wailing for them. Some people's captains, some people's subordinates, and some people's brothers and partners would never come back. But at least the old man is still here, and the captains are still here. Cherish the present!

Whitebeard was also equally sad. Too many of his subordinates who were like family members had sacrificed. Thinking of this, Whitebeard couldn't help but feel grief-stricken, and it rushed straight to his heart.

"Poof! Cough cough~~"There was a pool of red blood on the deck. Whitebeard was too sad, and the battle with Garp and Sengoku caused him to suddenly fall ill and vomit blood!

"Dad! Dad! Ship doctor! Ship doctor!"Everyone on the ship became anxious after seeing this scene. This pirate group can lack anyone, but it cannot lack Whitebeard, the pillar of everyone. They all ran forward, supported Whitebeard, and helped Whitebeard sit down.

Whitebeard looked at his nervous and anxious sons in front of him, feeling his increasingly old body and declining strength.

He must plan a future for these children in the rest of his life!

He can't fall down.

Once he falls down, his sons in front of him will live a precarious life being hunted by the navy and their enemies!

Whitebeard thought of Ace, who has the qualification of domineering color.

He decided to announce one thing after he went back, the handover of the captain!