One was dead, one had joined the Superpower that was the Kronos Kingdom, and one had vanished without a trace.
Only the Whitebeard Pirates remained.
The once-formidable Pirate forces had hit rock bottom.
There were still other Great Pirates besides the Whitebeard Pirates, but compared to the past, it was a world of difference.
This marked the definitive end of the Pirate era.
Who could have imagined that the only Pirate still able to carry the banner would be a seventy-year-old man?
Yes, Whitebeard was seventy.
He still stood with the Pirates.
But it was less a matter of holding firm than having no other choice.
What else could he do besides be a Pirate?
Even if he wanted to join the United Government, he had no basis for doing so.
The United Government had no desire to antagonize the Whitebeard Pirates, either.
After all, Whitebeard had the power to destroy the world.
If he went all out, he could unleash earthquakes and tsunamis across the entire sea.
Give it ten years or so, and Whitebeard would die of old age.
Even with precious Nutrient Solution to sustain him, Whitebeard's health had hardly improved.
He had been through too many campaigns and bloody fights over the years.
The time Mobius defeated him and nearly killed him alone had dealt a serious blow to his vitality.
That was damage he could scarcely recover from.
Now that Whitebeard was old, many ailments were becoming harder to keep in check. The worse his health got, the more money it took to care for him.
He also ate and drank as he pleased, often indulging in alcohol, and did little to look after himself.
As the last of the major Pirate crews, the Whitebeard Pirates had become a target for many Pirates, causing them