Whitebeard's Final Breath

It was precisely because of those few shots from Blackbeard Teach.

Whitebeard, who should have been attacking Blackbeard Teach, suddenly stopped.

Seeing this.

"Pops!"

Marco and the others could not help shouting anxiously.

Likewise.

The terrified and enraged Blackbeard Teach had no intention of missing this opportunity.

"Get over here, all of you!"

"Kill him together!"

"You bastards!"

At this moment, Blackbeard had no time to care about anything else. He directly began issuing orders to Shiryu of the Rain and the others behind him.

Of course.

Shiryu of the Rain and the others did not object. Under normal circumstances, Blackbeard Teach was indeed their captain.

Naturally, they had to obey their captain's orders.

In an instant.

Several members of the Blackbeard Pirates swarmed forward, each wielding their own weapon.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Slash! Slash! Slash!

The sounds of countless gunshots, cannon fire, and flashing blades rang out.

Every attack struck Whitebeard's body.

In an instant.

Without moving, Whitebeard stood tall, forcibly enduring every attack from Blackbeard Teach and his men with his own body.

Very soon.

The blood flowing from Whitebeard's body had dyed the ground beneath him red.

"Pops!"

This time.

Marco and the others could no longer endure it. Even if it meant defying Whitebeard's wishes, they had to attack.

Even Ace, who was still on the execution platform, had tears blurring his vision. His trembling, frantic heart drove him to struggle against his shackles again and again. Though his hands and feet had already been rubbed bloody in the process, the restraints did not budge in the slightest. At that moment, he truly wanted to die.

After all, Whitebeard—the Pops he admired most in his life—was suffering such harm.

Of course.

For Ace, there was even more regret in his heart.

He regretted why he