This blade aimed at Whitebeard's chest.
It should have left him a sliver of life, so Luo, who was standing by at any moment's notice, could extract the Tremor-Tremor Fruit.
But the arrival of the Blackbeard Pirates made Maud change his mind instantly.
He could do without the Tremor-Tremor Fruit, but he had to get Whitebeard's experience points.
That was Maud's primary purpose in taking part in the Summit War after going to such lengths.
Thus,
This blade, thrust after his sudden change of mind, directly pierced through Whitebeard's remaining vitality.
"..."
Whitebeard lowered his head and looked at Maud, who had taken several bullets with his body yet still insisted on stabbing him.
As the countdown to his death began, he vaguely sensed an unusual clarity of purpose from Maud.
It was not merely to seize the fame he had earned after sailing the seas for his entire life...
There seemed to be another unknown purpose as well.
"My life... ends here..."
Whitebeard raised his head with difficulty and cast a distant look at Teach, the culprit behind everything that had happened.
If his life had not been nearing its end, he would have killed Teach no matter what.
But it was too late for everything.
Whitebeard turned to the chaotic battlefield, his eyelids slowly drooping shut.
Darkness was gradually pressing in on his vision.
At the very end,
The scene before him automatically filtered out the smoke and dust, the flashing blades, and the gunpowder, leaving behind only the figures of his sons.
The darkness eroding his vision suddenly stopped.
"Listen well, Whitebeard Pirates...!"
Whitebeard looked at the crewmen across the battlefield. As though experiencing a flash of returning vitality, he still found the strength to speak despite the blade having pierced through his heart.
Maud's eyes filled