I, Sakaski, Won't Take a Dog Easily.

But what about the group of pirates?

Your strangling strategy is indeed effective, but it has not been able to stop the birth of pirates so far. As for the Central Plains... Sengoku and Sakaski, you two should know better than me, the pirate leader.

As long as there is still oppression and tyranny, the desperate civilians will eventually be forced to take the path they didn't want to take, and they didn't dare to take.

And the towns that cannot pay the high amount of money in the sky cannot get the protection of the world government. Can the navy really change all this? "

"Of course," a resolute and firm answer blurted out from the admiral of the Navy Headquarters who had been silent before. Behind him, a number of generals, lieutenant generals, major generals and more sailors slowly moved towards this side in the shape of geese. gather.

He raised his hand and pressed the military cap on his head that symbolized his navy status, his eyes were shining brightly: "

Because my name is Sakalski. "

Unexpectedly, Sakaski would answer like this, not only Whitebeard but also Sengoku quietly opened their eyes wide.

Suddenly, Edward Newgate laughed heartily as if he had let go of some burden.

With a slash of the long knife, it is just that there is no longer the decisive killing intent before:

"Gu la la la, prove it to me! Navy! Let me see if you have the strength to guard this sea that bred all creatures! Let me see if you are determined to guard the justice in your heart!"

514. A Thousand Sails Pass by the Side of a Sunken Boat

Above the sky, layers of dark clouds gathered, covering a large area above the battlefield like a canopy.

The clouds were mainly entrenched over that person's head, as if the moody nature would temporarily put aside its former supreme majesty, and take extra care of him a little extra.

To favor such a heroic and majestic character, add clouds and mists to support his strength.

But everyone present didn't feel weird about this. It's better to say that this well-deserved majesty should be taken for granted.

Because beneath it, there is a real human emperor standing proudly.

[White Beard] The arrogance displayed by Edward Newgate at this time moved the entire battlefield.

The skin of this severely wounded old man was covered with fine cold sweat, but there was no trace of sorrow and ferocity in his expression due to the pain.

With a calm and scary face, it seems that many pains have not accumulated on him.

Under those eyes as sharp as a falcon, what flows is full of relief and clarity.

Because of the slightly slack facial skin of the old man, there was no trace of blood, and the years had left traces of passing quietly on his cheeks, which also gave Edward Newgate an extra precipitation accumulated over time.

Like a vigorous and reckless ancient tree, it has gone through vicissitudes.Whenever a traveler looks up at the "canopy" that covers the sky and the sun, it always makes people feel a little awe for no reason.

He restrained his previous hearty laugh, and quietly looked at the entire battlefield.

What kind of look is that?

No anger, no sadness, no arrogance, no arrogance that surpasses all others, no fierceness that should belong to a tyrant, no battle-tested killing intent.

This uncrowned king who seems to have lost everything seems to have everything again.

On the huge battlefield, the artillery fire was completely extinguished at this moment.

The sound of fighting gradually faded away, and the marines and pirates who maintained their fighting postures stared dully at the strongest person who represented the entire era.

The head of the Four Emperors, who should have been seriously injured and dying, laughed loudly again: "What an honor for the funeral of the changing era!

Navy Headquarters! Can you stop me alone? !"

Someone, alone.

That dying body still burst out with unimaginable power.

The opponent's surging fighting spirit is so pure, even the slightest hostility and malice are not mixed.

A thick and hard wall of ice instantly rose from the ground, surrounding Whitebeard in an arc shape.

From the inside of this tens of meters high ice wall, wisps of cold air gushed out from the solid ice surface and gradually gathered in this space.

Countless hair-thin icy air gradually grew in the process of annexing and merging with each other, attaching to Kuzan's spread arms respectively.

From a distance, it looks like a giant raptor with dense and neat feathers spreading its wings. With a wingspan of nearly [-] meters, even a tall and burly body like White Beard looks like a dwarf.

As the purple waves spread round and round, the gravity inside and outside the entire siege wall increased sharply.

Every time the sailors or pirates who tried to participate in the attack advanced one meter toward the ice wall, the gravity exerted on their bodies increased by one step.

Inside the ice wall, several times the gravity is advancing layer by layer, until it reaches the area where Whitebeard is standing.

The closer one gets to this top battlefield, the stricter the selection of individual abilities will be.

This is the test set by Fujitora. Those with insufficient strength will be eliminated before they reach the small battlefield. The new generation of elites screened by such means basically have good self-protection ability and strong self-strength.

Sakasky stood where he was, and had no plans to launch a crazy offensive like before.It's just that the place where he stood has melted into a magma swamp.

Countless lava flowed down his body, centered on Akainu, and the rolling magma was like a flooding torrent, pouring wantonly within the ice wall.

The people who had no place to stand immediately resorted to their own means, either photons were continuously refracted on the ice wall, or the gravity was lifted to suspend in mid-air.

The swamp of lava swept in, but hit an invisible wall one meter in front of Whitebeard.

It can be seen from a bird's-eye view that with the area where Whitebeard is standing as the core, a huge lava vortex traps him in place.

One after another figures quickly jumped over the ice wall and broke into the blockade line pulled up by the generals, attacking Whitebeard—they were the new generation members of the Navy Headquarters.

These young sailors who jumped over gravity and ice obstacles with their own strength encountered new troubles again.