Wang Shi vs. Whitebeard

Wang Shi erupted with overwhelming Conqueror's Haki, startling even Saint Garling. The black cloak around him snapped loudly in the gale.

Behind his sunglasses, Saint Garling stared coldly at the lower-world emperor who had dared to interfere in their battle.

But this emperor of a lower-world affiliated nation was actually so powerful?

No wonder Shamrock had always suggested that the Figarland Family win Wang Shi over.

This lower-world emperor truly possessed such strength.

Moreover, Wang Shi's awakened winged demon form seemed somewhat similar to Lord Imu.

There was a good chance it would earn Lord Imu's favor.

Shamrock felt a faint pressure from Wang Shi, and his expression shifted slightly.

How had Wang Shi become so much stronger than when he delivered the mercenary payment at the Sabaody Archipelago?

Could Wang Shi have encountered some new opportunity during the riot war at Impel Down?

Whitebeard coughed up several mouthfuls of blood. His right hand gripped Murakumogiri as he used it to support himself against the ground, while his left clutched his aching chest. His breathing wheezed like a broken bellows.

Looking at the three of them—Garling, his son, and Wang Shi—his heart sank to the bottom. He did not know how much longer he could hold on.

But before he died, he still had to give this world one more shock.

"Red-Haired Shanks has already lost his mind. For the sake of world peace, I ask that Your Highnesses personally subdue him, persuade Red-Haired Shanks to turn back from his misguided path, abandon darkness for the light, and return to the side of justice."

Wang Shi wore a solemn expression, speaking with utter seriousness as though only Garling and his son could subdue Red-Haired Shanks.

At that moment, Red-Haired Shanks roared as he savagely hacked at Aokiji and Kizaru, looking