With his back to his sons, Whitebeard roared. Watching the Marines surge toward him like a tide, he had already resolved to fight to the death.
"P-Pops!"
"Do you want to die here?"
Hearing Whitebeard's words, the commanders under him, his beloved sons, shouted at the top of their lungs, trying to persuade him to return to the New World with them.
But Whitebeard had made up his mind. He extended an arm, its muscles swelling grotesquely, and hurled a vicious punch at the Marines charging toward him!
Whitebeard spoke in a low voice.
"I'm a remnant of a bygone era... there's no ship in the New World that can carry me..."
"Go! You brats!"
As Whitebeard's punch flew, an unimaginably powerful force swept across the entire square. The surrounding sea churned, and all of Mary Geoise began to shake violently. Even the castle at its center, the symbol of the Marines' absolute authority, split in two beneath his punch!
"No, Pops!"
Staring at his father's back, Rakuyo dropped to his knees, tears streaming down his face as he cried out. The man who had once dominated the New World now wept like a child-a child about to lose his father.
Behind Rakuyo, Fourteenth Division Commander Speed Jiru tugged at his clothes. Though his own face was covered in tears, he still shouted.
"Those are the captain's orders! Let's go!"
"Old man!"
"Pops..."
"Whitebeard..."
Hearing Whitebeard's decision, Ace and the other two stared in shock at the man holding back almost every Marine, their voices low.
Hearing his beloved sons call out behind him, Whitebeard smiled, but he did not turn around.
I can't turn back. The times are about to change!
With that thought, Whitebeard turned his excited, dauntless gaze toward Sengoku, who was locked in battle with Barn,