"Whitebeard, the outcome has been decided!" Carlos moved, crossing the void and appearing before Whitebeard in an instant. Looking down at him, he spoke.
"Not... not yet..." Whitebeard struggled through the erosion of countless negative conditions and replied haltingly.
"Not yet? You can still speak?"
Death Curse!
As Carlos finished speaking, Pupil Power surged in his eyes and his lips moved. A new negative force descended upon Whitebeard, leaving him utterly unable to speak.
"Pops! Pops! Pops..."
The other spectators were still reeling from the sudden shock and reversal. Although the Whitebeard Pirates could scarcely believe that their invincible father had been defeated, they were also the first to react. Fifteen Whitebeard Pirates ships cut through the waves at full speed. The Pirates aboard were frantic and agitated, shouting for Whitebeard as they charged over without a care for anything else.
Once the Whitebeard Pirates moved, the Divine Eye Pirates naturally could not simply stand by. They moved as well. Eleven Pirate Ships, including the Dark Moon, rushed forward, and the situation instantly grew tense. One careless move, and the battle between two individuals would become a brutal slaughter between two great Pirate Crews...
"Yo, Whitebeard. Your good sons really do love and care about you. Fine, the victor has been decided. There's no need to keep tormenting you."
Death Curse, Release!
After teasing him, the ash-gray power within the Death Divine Eye transformed into a counterclockwise vortex. Carlos aimed both eyes at Whitebeard, and the savage, evil skull formed from dense deathly energy behind him slowly faded away. As the skull disappeared, the various negative conditions afflicting Whitebeard vanished one after another. By the time the skull had completely disappeared, every negative condition was gone.
Without the Death Curse, Whitebeard had only suffered some minor injuries to his back.