Try touching a single hair on my son's head!
When Whitebeard's voice crashed across the sea, the air over Marineford Plaza seemed to freeze solid.
The Marine recruits in the front rows went pale.
That was Whitebeard, the pirate hailed as the strongest man in the world.
Seventy-five nautical miles away, Crocodile's fingers paused around his cigar. He looked up at the enormous figure on the sea, a complicated smile tugging at his lips.
The old man had come quickly enough. He had dealt with Whitebeard before, but he had never expected Whitebeard to truly dare bring his fleet here for the sake of an adopted son.
At Marineford, Douglas Bullet clenched his fists excitedly. The muscles in his arms bulged like Tekkai, and a savage gleam flashed in his eyes.
Whitebeard, I can finally have a proper fight with you.
He took half a step forward. If someone beside him had not stopped him, he would have probably already charged into the sea.
Beside the seats of the three Admirals, Huang Yuan slowly swung his legs as the golden light at his fingertips dimmed.
My, my, that old man's voice was still as loud as ever.
The magma beneath Sakazuki's feet bubbled, and a strange spark splashed onto the stone slabs, burning tiny black marks into them.
He frowned at Whitebeard's figure, his voice cold as ice.
That old fool was courting death. Perfect, we'll wipe them all out in one go.
Meanwhile, the sea before the Den Den Mushi projection had already descended into chaos.
He's here! Whitebeard is finally here!
As expected of the strongest man in the world—what presence!
So this is one of the legendary Four Emperors?
It's my first time seeing him!
Yeah, yeah, it's my first time too.
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