Marco in the air also reacted instantly and understood what Whitebeard was thinking.

“Dad!”

“My strength is still too weak!”

Looking at the white beard that had disappeared from his sight in the distance, Marco shed unwilling tears from the corners of his eyes.

He hates, hates why he is so weak now. With the Whitebeard Pirates taking over the sea, his strength has improved very slowly.

In fact, he is not alone in this situation, it is the same for everyone else.

When Roger died, the Golden Lion broke off his legs and fled Impel Down City. No one on the sea dared to provoke the Whitebeard Pirates.

The true overlord of the sea, the navy, is too busy with the arrival of the great pirate era and has no time to care about anything else. Its influence in the new world is getting weaker and weaker. Under the protection of Whitebeard, they have completely lost their threat.

Although some new people come to challenge the Whitebeard Pirates every year, does that pose any actual danger to them? It’s so comfortable!

Even the Red-Haired Pirates and the Baroque Pirates, who have become famous in recent years, do not dare to compete head-on with the Whitebeard Pirates, and they are just petty fights.

The last time Marco fought in a real sense was when he and Ryan went to Marijoa a few years ago, and they fought against Sengoku with Ryan in the Water Capital.

“If I can go back safely this time, I will definitely work hard to improve my strength!” Marco vowed secretly in his heart.

The other captains of the Whitebeard Pirates also had similar thoughts.

“After the war, if I am still alive, maybe I should go out and experience it!”

Especially Bista, who saw that Hawkeye’s strength, which was not much different from his own before, surpassed his own in just a few years.

It’s a lie to say you’re not sad. You promised to let it all go, but you ended up cheating! This is how Bista felt at this time.

If a swordsman wants to be strong, he needs to go through constant fighting and fighting, rather than corroding the heart of the sword in a gentle environment.

Swords are meant for killing, and this was destined from the moment they were born.

Thinking of this, the sword moves in Bista’s hands had a bit more killing power. His swordsmanship was more than gorgeous but not very lethal.

Although it was a bit late to find out now, Bista finally woke up.

Whitebeard, who was currently fighting Sengoku and the others in the distance, probably didn’t expect that his actions would actually make Marco and the others eager to become stronger.

And with the departure of the three top combat forces of the Navy, the advantages it had before facing the Whitebeard Pirates are slowly disappearing.

Because Marco blocked Akainu, the captain of the 2nd team, Teach, was leading them to start fighting.

Where no one noticed, a head and two hands quietly came to the high platform.

“Qianliang Daohua—Bucky!”

Namuir looked at Bucky who was trying to figure out a way to help him unchain himself and couldn’t help but be shocked.

He was frightened, and Bucky was even more frightened.

“Shh!”

“Baga! Don’t shoot, just sneak away!” Cursing at Namuir, Bucky looked at the battlefield and let out a long sigh of relief.

Obviously, Muir’s cry just now did not attract the navy’s attention, because they were all fighting the Whitebeard Pirates, and no one noticed the situation here at all.

And because of Whitebeard’s destruction, there was no navy guarding the area.

Looking at the chains tied to Namir’s body, Bucky had a flash of doubt in his mind, but he quickly suppressed it because now was not the time to think about these things. Saving people was the priority.

Seeing that Bucky had already started to take action, Ryan could not help but secretly nod his head. He would build the plank road openly and sneak into the warehouse secretly. This was Ryan’s plan.


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