The Retreat Bugle

Sirius fell from the sky, and below him lay the sea.

The white figure leaped into the air, Yamato caught Sirius on her back before landing on the sea.

"Sirius, did you succeed?"

"It's a success!"

Sirius lay on Yamato's back, then sat up straight. "It's somewhat inhumane, but it's probably the only way to end this war quickly."

"Anyway, run! Run!"

Sirius glanced back at the Moby Dick, casually slicing away a friendly shell with his sword. "That old man's going to be furious soon."

"Kindness."

Yamato immediately took off, gliding across the sea and speeding back in the direction they had come from.

As she ran, she asked, "Sirius, are you alright? You're unbelievably hot! I feel like you're about to set the hair on my back on fire!"

"It's alright now, but it'll be soon."

Sirius a sigh of relief, his breath radiating heat.

The toxins continued to exert their effects in the body, and the out-of-control car went faster and faster.

However, it wouldn't last long; the parts were about to burn out.

"Then we need to find Jack quickly!"

Yamato accelerated again; "The food is all on his back."

Sirius laughed, casually using his sword to deflect gunfire from his allies. "No food is fine, isn't there a cliff ahead?"

"Sirius, you really like eating dirt, huh?"

"... How did you come to this conclusion?"

On the deck of the Moby Dick.

The wolf's head in mid-air has gradually disappeared.

The Whitebeard, who had landed on the deck, frowned. "What's that?"

What did that brat do?

However, he soon found out what Sirius had done.

The rear section of the deck, where the bomb just exploded.

The Whitebeard Pirates members who were caught in the explosion were unharmed. They looked around in surprise, seemingly wondering what had happened.

Then, change finally arrived.

A pirate scratched his face.

It was as if a switch had been flipped; he suddenly felt itchy all over his body.

"It's so itchy! Why is it so itchy?"

He muttered to himself and began scratching himself incessantly.

This was not an isolated incident; all the pirates affected by the explosion began scratching themselves.

Something's not right!

The Whitebeard frowned deeply.

Then, something even stranger happened.

These people kept scratching until they finally broke their skin, revealing a bloody mess underneath, from which black hairs began to grow.

Soon, a layer of black hair covered the surface of these people's bodies.

Their eyes began to redden, and their mouths began to drool.

"What exactly is this?"

Diamond Jozu was utterly astonished.

In the distance, below the cliff.

Queen gazed at the wolf's head disappearing above the deck of the Moby Dick, a smile gradually appearing on his lips, before he began to gesticulate wildly.

"Hahaha! Sirius is starting to twinkle! Well done, Sirius, you little brat!"

Sirius?

Vista frowned, completely baffled as to what the guy was talking about.

But he also subconsciously looked back at the Moby Dick, a sense of foreboding creeping into his heart.

Has something really happened?

On the Moby Dick, Whitebeard didn't have time to think too much before Kaido attacked again.

He could only leap up and face Kaido's attack once again.

"Aww!"

It was at this moment that the pirates, whose bodies were covered in black fur, began to howl.

They howled like wolves as they pounced on their concerned companions.

With claws, teeth, and every weapon at their disposal, they inflicted bloody wounds on their unsuspecting comrades.

"Wow..."

One of the pirates pushed away his companion who was biting his shoulder, utterly panicked. "What happened! What's wrong with them?"

Someone shouted, "It's from the explosion! They must be poisoned!"

"Get them under control!" someone exclaimed.

The riots quickly spread across the deck.

The mutated pirates displayed extraordinary savagery, roaming the decks and constantly attacking their companions.

By the time Whitebeard descended from the sky again, a large number of pirates had been scratched and bitten.

Then, something even more terrible happened.

The pirates who had been bitten or scratched suddenly felt itchy and began to scratch themselves.

As if repeating the previous situation, black hair began to grow on the bodies of these pirates.

"Dad!"

Diamond Jozu's face, which had been as cold as ice, finally showed a look of panic. He called out for his father.

"What should we do?"

More pirates were infected, and they began howling, trying to attack their panicked companions.

"That brat!!"

The Whitebeard and the veins on his forehead bulged.

He was just an insignificant brat, yet he caused such destruction without even realizing it.

"Hehehehe!"

In the sky, Kaido didn't rush to attack this time; he laughed heartily.

"Newgate, this looks bad!"

Whitebeard ignored him.

At that moment, a figure leaped up from the side of the Moby Dick and landed on the deck.

It was Namur, carrying the purple-faced Thatch on his back, utterly terrified.

"Dad, Thatch has been poisoned by that brat..."

He noticed the situation on the deck and was instantly taken aback.

What happened?

The pirates, covered in black fur, roared and charged at their former comrades once more.

"Be quiet, my sons!"

Whitebeard let out a low growl, and an invisible wave instantly swept across the entire deck centered on him.

The screaming infected instantly rolled their eyes back and collapsed onto the deck.

"Hehehe, this will indeed prevent the spread of infection, but these guys will soon be in grave danger!"

Teacher Kaido laughed loudly and charged again, wielding his Spiked Club.

The Whitebeard looked up, his eyes now as cold as ice.

He leaped into the air, unleashing Armament Haki, Conqueror's Haki, and shockwaves—everything that could be entangled—to bind the blade of the Supreme Great Grade Sword.

Boom!!

The sea surface began to sag, and giant waves were forced to spread outwards.

Teacher Kaido was sent flying even higher this time than before.

Of course, when Whitebeard landed on the deck, the commotion was even greater, and the Moby Dick was shaking.

He shouted, "Marco!!"

"Dad's here!"

A firebird wreathed in Flame of Resurrection spread its wings and scattered large patches of blue flames across the deck.

"Pineapple gravel!"

The flames engulfed all the infected, including the poisoned Thatch.

Although the Flame of Regeneration has a much weaker effect on people other than Marco, it is enough to temporarily suppress the virus in their bodies.

Whitebeard breathed a slight sigh of relief, then looked at the chaotic deck.

Nearly half of the members were lying on the ground, the virus raging inside their bodies.

They are not dead yet, but they will die soon if they do not receive treatment.

Whitebeard took a deep breath.

Kozuki Oden was his brother, but these people were also his sons.

If it's for salvation, then all the sons would certainly be willing to sacrifice their lives.

But revenge is different.

Must we risk the lives of more sons to vent our anger?

"Retreat!"

He roared.

The loud voice instantly resounded throughout the entire battlefield.

Sirius was in the distance, turned around instantly.

Is it finally over?