Whitebeard Unleashed His Powerful Ability Once Again

"This is..."

"A Den Den Mushi?"

Clown Buggy glanced at it, then froze. Frowning, he said, "Th-this Den Den Mushi seems... a little different..."

"Yes, Boss Buggy!"

"It seems to be a Live Broadcast Den Den Mushi!"

"We just snatched it from those Marines."

The underling said smugly.

"Yeah!"

"I heard them say that this is a Den Den Mushi that broadcasts live to the entire world!"

Another underling hurriedly explained.

"A Den Den Mushi that broadcasts live to the entire world?"

"Looks like Lord Buggy is about to become famous!"

Clown Buggy's expression gradually turned lecherous as an evil idea formed in his mind.

Over on Whitebeard's side, along with Sengoku and Garp.

The battle between these three remnants of the old era was exceptionally fierce. Since they each knew the others' strength, none of them held back, all using their true power against one another.

It could be said that—

The battle between these three had turned the world upside down, as if the entire sky had split apart.

Countless people were fighting their own battles, yet they still looked over at this battlefield from time to time in utter shock.

Even Roya had been watching their fight all along.

However—

In the end, Roya helplessly shook his head. "Looks like Whitebeard's strength has still declined somewhat because of his age."

However—

Gradually—

Facing Sengoku's Buddha and Garp's iron fists, Whitebeard truly began to fall behind. After being forced back several steps, he clutched his chest and began panting heavily.

"Pops!"

Seeing this from the execution platform, Ace cried out nervously. He clearly wanted to help, but the Seastone shackles binding him tightly left him utterly powerless.

"Whitebeard!"

"You no longer seem to be a match for us!"

"Give up!"

Sengoku said to Whitebeard.

"That's right! Whitebeard!"