"This is war, Newgate! Put away that ridiculous dream of yours. Don't forget, this is the New World!"
"Did you think you could survive in the New World without paying your dues?"
John's expression was cold. In his heart, he held Whitebeard's dream in contempt.
There were others on the seas who treated their crews like family.
But being family was different from being a babysitter.
This battle had been inevitable.
Even if Shiki hadn't defeated him, John had long since decided to teach Newgate a lesson.
In a world where strength ruled, John despised the way Newgate had let himself go.
If you didn't go to sea to survive, find treasure, seek adventure, or make a name for yourself, what was the point of being a pirate?
Many great pirates like them had tragic pasts.
After all, no one became a pirate for no reason.
Having loved ones or a family was a luxury they could hardly hope for.
Who knew whether John felt envy, jealousy, or contempt when he saw Newgate build the Whitebeard Pirates?
"John!"
"Air Quake!"
Newgate ignored John's words. He had heard too much mockery over the years to take it to heart.
But his sons were another matter. They were the one thing no one could touch.
Newgate roared and punched the air before him.
The force of the quake spread outward. The air shook violently, and terrifying currents swept in from every direction toward the John Pirates' Hernan.
The sea churned wildly, throwing up towering waves in one direction and forming whirlpools in the other.
John's expression changed drastically when he saw the attack.
He could fend off an assault from all sides, but he couldn't block it completely.
After so many years apart, he had thought Newgate had grown soft, lost in