The Tremor-Tremor Fruit and the Sorrow of the Red Hair Pirates

After Whitebeard finished shouting his final words, he closed his eyes. Tear stains and bloodstains intertwined.

The successive deaths of his sons had made the world's strongest man shed tears of shame.

But Marco and Ace's departure had caused the last trace of obsession in him to slowly fade away.

The aura of life within him began to drain rapidly.

"I'm sorry, my sons. I led you down a path of death..."

Whitebeard tilted his head back, his eyes closed as his lips murmured softly, his consciousness sinking into nothingness.

A force of antigravity was applied to the proudly standing Whitebeard.

"Hold off on dying, Whitebeard!"

Wang Shi flapped his great black demonic wings, grabbed Whitebeard by the shoulders with both hands, and swiftly hauled the weightless Whitebeard back onto the Exile Emperor.

"Wang Shi, what are you doing?!"

Seeing Wang Shi take Whitebeard away, Sengoku the Buddha shouted in demand.

The corpse of this strongest Four Emperor should have been handled by the World Government and Marine Headquarters!

"This is my spoils of war! Go fight your Red Hair Pirates properly!"

Without even turning his head, Wang Shi took Whitebeard away, not giving Sengoku the Buddha the slightest regard.

Watching Wang Shi take Whitebeard's "corpse" away, Gecko Moria danced with joy atop Oars Jr.'s head.

It was secured! It was secured!

His zombie Whitebeard was secured!

On the Exile Emperor, the already-prepared Blackbeard Teach and Seven-Star Sword Spirit directly extinguished Whitebeard's last trace of life.

The Seven-Star Dragon Emperor coiled above Blackbeard's head, guarding against even the slightest accident.

Red light shone from Blackbeard Teach's eyes as he submerged Whitebeard's massive body in dark matter.

Before long, a special fruit formed into a pale blue Devil Fruit.

Wang Shi did not choose to let Blackbeard Teach seize the Tremor-Tremor