"Yes, you have Whitebeard!"
Looking at the Whitebeard with his shattered right hand still laughing heartily, Gawain nodded slightly, then raised his knife again.
But as he held it up, Gawain suddenly thought of something and then sheathed the knife back into its scabbard at his waist.
Although his clothes were already torn, Gawain still took extra care to protect his belt and trousers.
As the Shusui rippled on the side of the river, Gawain clenched his fist.
"I am not a pure swordsman, so I will not use the sword for the time being."
"Oh, Gula la la, are you trying to send this old man off in a more 'pure' way?!"
Whitebeard responded with a loud laugh, then raised his still-intact fist.
"Don't go too far, kid, or I'll smash you to pieces!"
Regardless, I like your attitude!
Come on, my life and honor are laid out here!
If you are entitled to take it, then take those things and then take on more responsibility!
Gawain!!!"
The moment the last sound fell, the Whitebeard charged straight forward and was in front of Gawain in the blink of an eye.
Gawain was slightly on guard against Whitebeard's punch, but to his surprise, Whitebeard's perfectly intact fist was just a feint, and he retreated immediately upon contact.
His fist, now severed in two, lashed out at Gawain with unparalleled force, like a whip.
Even if Whitebeard's attacks were miraculous, he was still on the verge of defeat and could no longer reverse the outcome of his battle with Gawain.
Gawain subtly sidestepped Whitebeard's attack, while simultaneously delivering a powerful hook punch to Whitebeard's thigh!
Bang!
The Whitebeard staggered, feeling the bones in his waist trembling.
This is just the beginning!
In the next instant, Gawain stomped on the ground and charged forward, delivering a rising Dragon Fist that slammed straight into the Whitebeard's jaw!
Just as the Whitebeard retreated, Gawain's body swelled against the wind, and in a short while, his height reached eight meters!
At this height, he's no shorter than Whitebeard!
Even...
Looking at the muscular figure before him, Whitebeard felt as if he were seeing Kaido!
Yes...
That figure really looks like Kaido!
No, it's not just Kaido!
As the Whitebeard assumed a blocking stance, countless figures flashed through his eyes.
At that moment, he clearly saw that he was not fighting against a Kaido!
He clearly saw Rayleigh, Issho, Gion, Mihawk, and even the three Admiral of the Navy, and even the shadow of that old guy Garp!!!
Yes!
The guy across from me has a familiar aura about him!
And myself...
Gula la la!
I actually fought against so many monsters for two whole days and two nights!
Bang!
Whitebeard's sternum was struck hard, and as he coughed up blood, he heard the sound of his ribs breaking one by one!
Feeling the pain, the Whitebeard suddenly laughed.
As expected of myself, I can still hold out for a long time even when facing all the strongest people of my time!
It's just a pity that I'm not young anymore!
If I were still at my peak, I could really put up a good fight with them...
A contest...?
Etc!
The next instant, Whitebeard stared intently at the fist that Gawain was about to smash into his head!
That punch...?
So familiar!!!
Bang!
His jawbone shattered instantly, completely disfiguring his face, but that wasn't the key point. The key point was...
The person who likes this kind of attack the most is clearly myself!!!
Ha ha ha ha!!!
With a loud laugh from the Whitebeard, Gawain raised his hand and grabbed the Whitebeard's head!
The next moment...
Boom!
Gawain slammed the Whitebeard's head to the ground!
And Whitebeard...
He remained delighted!
He figured it out!
The way Gawain is pursuing him now is exactly the same attack method that Whitebeard himself prefers!
Using his body, honed by the Tremor-Tremor Fruit, to grab the enemy's head and beat them up is exactly his favorite style!
Having seized the heads of far too many powerful figures, now it's finally his turn to have his head seized!
But that's nothing!
Nothing!
As long as there's still a shadow of myself left, that's enough!
Most importantly...
Ha ha!
Even in death, it feels like I died by my own hand!
Gawain!
You little rascal!
Why didn't I meet you forty years earlier?!
If I had met you then, I would have taught you everything I knew and protected you!
As for Rayleigh!
Anything he can do, I can do too!
Gura Lala!!!
Boom!!!
A heavy punch landed on his head, Whitebeard braced himself with his hand on the ground, determined to stand tall even if he was being hit!
The next moment, Gawain's arms wrapped around the Whitebeard's neck.
He held the Whitebeard head firmly in place!
Feeling the muscles in Gawain's arm, Whitebeard swallowed hard, then looked up at Gawain.
"You... you should try harder!"
"Feel sorry."
Gawain took a deep breath through his nose, then suddenly increased the pressure with both hands!
In the distance, Marco instantly stopped all his movements.
Boom!
The next moment, he was smashed away by Yamato!
Even as he flew backwards, he kept his eyes fixed on the Whitebeard in the distance.
"Pops!!!"
Click.
The Whitebeard turned his face behind him, his gaze finally settling on Gawain.
Suddenly, he raised his still relatively intact hand and grabbed Gawain's arm.
Go harder!
Keep pushing!
Whitebeard gripped Gawain's arm tightly.
Feeling the power of Whitebeard, Gawain exhaled and then released Whitebeard.
After being released, Whitebeard also released Gawain and used that hand to forcefully twist his own neck.
After finally managing to snap his head back up, Whitebeard had to use considerable force to control his muscles so that his head wouldn't droop.
The spine was completely broken, and under the force of that immense power, some of the bones were even completely shattered.
But he still held his head high and raised his right hand high towards the whole world!
At this moment, Stussy had already realized the key to the battlefield.
All the live camera feeds on the battlefield focused on Whitebeard.
Countless people around the world stared in disbelief at the incredibly tall man in the picture.
His body should have been towering and upright, but at this moment he looked so weathered and... disheveled!
Under the gaze of the entire world, the Whitebeard gently clenched his raised right hand into a fist.
At the same time, he took his last breath and roared.
"The old era has finally lost to the new era, New World no longer has a ship capable of carrying me!"
My sons, do not worry about my life or death. Even if I were the best in the world, I would only have one heart!
Go far away! In the old days, the farther you went, the less war and killing there would be!
I only hope for the future...
Future...
Gawain!!!
Take your future and the whole world with you, and let's go to that future without war!
If you can do it, I will die; but if you cannot...
Even if I crawl out of hell, I will personally slay you and the new era you created!
Because I..., I...
Because I have Whitebeard!!!
Pfft!!!
A muffled thud!
Gawain's hand chops, wreathed in two shades of Haki and a thin layer of chakra, pierced Whitebeard's heart from behind.
At the same time, Gawain's free hand quietly supported the Whitebeard's neck, which was about to droop.
Whitebeard's pupils dilated rapidly, turning into a dark expanse in the blink of an eye.
Yet, even in that darkness, a glimmer of hope still shone.
At the same time.
All over the world.
Boom!!!
An endless sound resounded throughout heaven and earth!
At this moment, whether they hated pirates or not, their states were surprisingly similar.
For some reason, even those who hated pirates felt a little respect and sympathy for that tall figure.
As for those who already loved him, admired him, and followed him.
Their eyes were already brimming with tears.
As for the battlefield...
The instant Whitebeard died, Shanks and Mihawk immediately stopped fighting.
At the same time, everyone else who was still fighting also stopped involuntarily.
"Sigh, so the last thing I thought about before I died was the future?"
Shanks muttered something to himself, then raised his right hand.
He intended to touch his hair, but only realized what he was doing halfway through.
After a moment of regret, he glanced around, then bent down to the ground nearby and took a hat off the corpse.
He didn't wear it; he simply draped the hat over his chest and bowed slightly in the direction of the Whitebeard.
Watching Shanks' actions, Beckman reached into his pocket and pulled out two cigars from the oil paper packet next to his wound.
After lighting one for himself, he threw the other to Yasopp.
After taking the cigar, Yasopp raised his pistol and fired two shots into the air.
Bang!
Bang!
Amidst the gunshot, he pressed his cigar to the red-hot muzzle of the gun and lit it...
Bang bang bang!
More and more gunshots rang out.
Even Vice Admiral Tsuru, whose hair was already covered in blood, fired a shot into the air with his only remaining hand.
Beside her, Sengoku raised his hand and roughly wiped away the half of his frizzy hair.
Just as his afro was being slicked back by blood, he took a hat from a nearby soldier and placed it on his chest.
Seeing Sengoku's actions, He turned his head and asked a question expressionlessly.
"You are Fleet Admiral, yet you are paying homage to a pirate?"
Is it worth it, even if it means getting criticism from the Five Elders?
Upon hearing Tsuru's words, Sengoku took a deep breath and then responded.
"He certainly didn't deserve it while he was alive, but he was worthy of it in death."
As for the criticism from the Five Elders?
Don't forget, Saint Gawain is the true embodiment of the new era!
As soon as he finished speaking, Sengoku turned around and stared blankly at the figure behind the Whitebeard.
Meanwhile, in Sakazuki's direction, Sakazuki was grinding his teeth so hard they were almost crushing them!
"Damn it, so many marines are taking their hats off to a mere pirate!"
What are they paying homage to? Are they paying homage to the countless sins committed by pirates?
"They are paying homage to the new era, Sakazuki!"
Not far away, Borsalino, who had suddenly appeared, had changed from his usual sleazy demeanor to become much more serious.
He pressed his right hand to his chest in salute as he continued speaking to the indignant Sakazuki.
"Besides that, they were also paying tribute to the person who defeated Whitebeard."
Don't forget, Sakazuki.
The Whitebeard fell, but Saint Gawain remained standing!
The moment Borsalino finished speaking, Whitebeard's body fell to the ground.
He didn't look disheveled at all. Even after Gawain used a small amount of metal to stabilize Whitebeard's neck, Whitebeard stood up straight even when he fell!
At the same time, the distant sunrise burst forth with its first rays of dawn!
As the darkness of the night dissipated, Gawain's bare-chested body, stained with countless drops of blood, appeared even taller!
"That... that is... it's God!!!"
The pirate closest to Gawain trembled briefly before collapsing to his knees with a thud.
In his eyes, the rising sun hung right behind Gawain's head, and even the boundless glow of the sunset was just an adornment to highlight Gawain's figure.
Buzz buzz buzz!
An invisible aura suddenly spread out from Gawain as the center.
Gawain did not actively use his Conqueror's Haki, but unknowingly, his Conqueror's Haki spread out uncontrollably!
Thump!
Thump!
More and more pirates knelt down, their mouths agape as they stared blankly at Gawain's figure.
"Saint Gawain!"
"Gawain!"
"Aaaaaah!!"
"Long live!!!"
"Supreme!!!"
Cheers erupted suddenly, and the navy and Dark Bird warriors, who should have been exhausted, seemed to have been restored to full strength at this moment!
But the cheers only lasted a few seconds. After a brief moment of cheering, everyone who had cheered shut their mouths!
In the sky, above the dome, the clouds gradually spread out like waves, then stretched into the shape of circular waves, and then rippled into the distance.
There were no more clouds in the sky to block out the morning glow.
There was no one left on the ground to shield Gawain!
And Gawain...
Facing the silent world, he picked up his tattered belt and hastily wiped his blood-stained hands.
Clatter
After throwing a piece of his belt on the ground, he looked around and took a breath.
"War is never an end in itself, but an indispensable means."
"So, at this point, the war can be ended."
At this point, even more shouts immediately arose from all around.
Before they could speak, Gawain suddenly raised his right hand, making a gesture to quiet everyone down.
Hiss!!!
At that moment, the countless gasps seemed to thin the surrounding air by a third.
Immediately afterwards, Gawain gently clenched his raised right hand into a fist.
"For the past eight hundred years, the world has been running in the same unchanging way as it is now."
Whether this world is good or bad is a question I don't need to answer; everyone has their own answer.
If someone were to ask me what I'm going to do, the answer is actually very simple.
Regardless of whether the future holds promise or misfortune, we must first transform the world into a different place.
But I believe...
I am the one who has the right to change the world!