
Chapter 227
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While Amon is busy with Shanks, Marshall D. Teach walked through the dark alley inside Impel Down with a grin plastered on his face.
Blackbeard has planned everything . Four Emperors, a Marine, a World Government, and lastly, Imu-sama. Everything was already inside his head.
To him, the biggest obstacle was Imu, in the long run, but in the short term, he had Whitebeard to kill. He would overcome things somehow after that. After all, as long as one had a dream, and they had a D in the middle of their name, the entire world was on their side.
Imu does not have a D in his name, Teach knows that much, and also the current 4 Emperors. So he had the upper hand, easily.
"Damaha!"
Blackbeard laughed as he stood in front of Magellan, the man who covered himself with the Purple Poison.
"What are you doing here, Warlord?"
The man's heavy voice drifted to Teach and his crew, who were laughing at themselves.
"Sipir, if you don't mind, I'm here for a walk."
Blackbeard said as eternal darkness surrounded his fists.
"If not, I'm free enough to put you to sleep."
The purple demon scoffed and only whipped poisonous threads at them. The poison was so powerful that Blackbeard knew it would melt his head like acid before it could do anything.
So he created a wall of darkness in front of him that only absorbed the whip at once, causing Magellan to become startled.
Blackbeard laughed again. That expression! Oh how much he likes that expression! Whenever people who were too dependent on this demonic fruit saw their strength not working, they looked as if their lives had been taken away. Weaknesses like that. It made him laugh.
Magellan wanted to continue with another new attack, the Dragon made of Poison, and Blackbeard also prepared to dodge it, however, light-no, no, flashes of lightning flickered within the hall as they were blinded for a moment.
By the time they regained their sight, the sounds of whispers and murmurs caused their ears to shut, as they realized that the prisoners were terrified. However,
"Wait for the cell gate to open!!"
Some shouts similar to this sounded around the hall, immediately, someone had just opened all the cells with lightning speed.
Magellan turned around to Blackbeard.
"You!!"
"Zeha, it's not me." He's sweating. "It also ruined my plans, at least to some degree."
Now that he's lost his master card, "If you join me, I'll take you out of this prison.", out of his hands. He needs to think about something else very quickly.
He is Marshall D. Teaches. The same kid who inherited Rocks D. Xebec will be back that day.
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The Marines, including Sengoku and Garp, were all shocked when dozens of Whitebeard pirate ships emerged from the sea, covered in bubbles.
"It's been a long time, Sengoku."
"White mustache…"
The two old rivals exchanged 'greetings', or at least the closest greetings between pirates and marines.
Roger and Garp are two legendary rivals, but people rarely talk about Sengoku and Whitebeard, they are also on the same level.
"You better tell me my beloved son is fine, Gurarara!"
A unique laugh came out of his mouth that made Sengoku click his tongue. It's too much. He knew this was a bat for Whitebeard, a part of him still hoping the old man would never come .. Because if he did, there would be no Headquarters for marine assistance.
Sengoku instinctively turned to Ace, who was chained in the wooden tower above, Whitebeard followed his gaze.
"US card!"
"Snakes..."
Ace held back tears.
"Why are you here…"
Hearing this, Whitebeard laughed again.
"What else do you expect? A father cannot leave his son, no matter what mistakes he has made. And don't forget, I'm the one who let you go, my son."
"Enough, Ace! Don't look at me like that!"
Whitebeard growling.
"I'll drop you off soon."
Whitebeard said as the three admirals watched the scene from seats placed on high stairs.
"He's so terrible, naaa~"
Kizaru muttered to himself while Aokiji and Akainu stared silently as Whitebeard clenched both hands and squatted down slightly.
He clenched his fists in front of his chest as Akainu frowned. Just then, Whitebeard threw his fists back, stretching his hands out like an eagle, as his fists stopped, meeting with space.
crack~
It was shocking, no, it was amazing how a crack appeared in the air as if it was a broken mirror. The space revolved around Marineford, everyone's eyes focused on Whitebeard, just as.
Bomb !
With a huge sound of destruction, the sea touched the sky, and the sky fell to the ground, everything shook and turned around like a tsunami the size of a city leaping over Marineford.
No one had to warn Aokiji about anything because he just jumped forward with a quick but quick movement. He was not afraid of water, even as a devil fruit user, he instead liked to control it. As he reaches a tsunami that will splash across the area, Aokiji only touches the water as it spins into Ice in a matter of milliseconds.
"Everyone!"
However, Whitebeard did not look or sound surprised. He just hopes this happens. It was all part of his plan.
"Groan!"
Marineford shook again, but not because of any earthquake, but rather under the footsteps of 150,000 people who ran towards each other.
The Best War has begun.
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At the same time, in the sky above Marineford, a car made of waiting clouds that carried over a dozen people.
"When do we jump?"
Raki asked the driver.
"Wait, actually, are you a real sibling?"
That's a stupid question.
"Every one of my clones is me, it's not like they have different brains, or even individual desires. I am one person who controls many limbs, just think of it that way. Although yes, this is not my main body...the main body is busy hitting."
"Hit? Whoa, by whom?"
Raki was curious, but Amon-2 shrugged.
"That's none of your business. Back to your question," he looked down on the battle, no, the war was going on down below. "You can go down now, I'll wait until Kaido."
"Eh, really?"
Raki stood up, grinning.
"After my friends!"
He did not wait for anyone's confirmation as he jumped down, Wyper groaned and followed behind him, and one by one, everyone jumped down, finally, the 7 Motor Gang Members also jumped up, and, after nodding to Amon.
Amon just shrugged his shoulders. Amon-3 has been doing his job at Impel Down as well. Now ... he just has to wait for destruction.
Maybe a pack of popcorn?
Just as the thought flashed through his mind, his body flickered before he returned with a bag of popcorn. He threw popcorn in his mouth and ate it.
Of course, he had no stomach, after all he was a lightning clone, but his senses still worked well, and that was what mattered.
"Bff-"
Popcorn came out of her mouth suddenly as her real self punched her jaw.
"Okay, what's wrong?"
It was too painful, it was also 3 times more painful than usual because he activated 3 clones. He should try to release the pain receptors from each other first, or this will be a pain.