But what would Mobius do next?
Kill Whitebeard?
That was what many people wanted to know.
Mobius breathed a little harder.
His body returned to normal. The pythons turned back into Black Tendons and rapidly withdrew into him.
Mobius gave Whitebeard a long look, then turned and left without doing anything.
"Let's go."
Seeing this from afar, Psykos called out to Cho'Gath and ignored the Whitebeard Pirates.
She used Gravity to pull Cho'Gath back to Mobius's side.
"Pops!"
With Psykos no longer blocking them,
many crew members rushed toward Whitebeard in a panic before the Moby Dick had even docked.
"Thank goodness, Pops is still breathing."
"Where's the ship's doctor? Get over here and check on him!"
"Marco's already on his way. We can't let anything happen to Pops."
"Do we have any Nutrient Solution left on the ship? Bring it over! Give Pops some energy first."
The Whitebeard Pirates crowded around Whitebeard in chaos.
With Marco absent and Whitebeard down, it was as though they had lost their anchor.
Fortunately, some of them knew what to do in an emergency.
The Nutrient Solution developed by the Kronos Kingdom was expensive, but widely used.
Large pirate crews like theirs all kept some in reserve.
Right now, they were simply grateful that Mobius had not struck a killing blow and had spared Pops. Otherwise, they truly would not have known what to do.
Pops had been defeated by Mobius in a fair fight. What grounds did they have to blame him?
The myth of Pops's invincibility had been shattered, and Mobius was now someone they could not afford to offend.
That mysterious woman alone had given them more than enough trouble.
Fortunately, Whitebeard had only pushed his body and mind to their limits and fallen into a deep sleep.
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