novelFinal Strike
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Time goes by.
The sky went through the day and fell into the night. On this frozen ice island frozen by Shiliew of the Rain, and from time to time, thunder and all kinds of light were mapped by the ice.
When Whitebeard fell into a disadvantageous situation, the situation of the Whitebeard Pirates gradually collapsed, but because it was the edge of Whitebeard's territorial sea, the support of the Whitebeard Pirates was fast, and nearly twenty Whitebeard subordinates pirate groups arrived one after another.
In comparison.
On the side of the Ghost Hand Pirates, the Support Unit has only four ships.
With large-scale support, the Whitebeard Pirates barely stabilized the situation, but only barely.
Because.
In the middle of the battlefield, Ross and Whitebeard still fought and no one can intervene in their battle. No matter what tactics the Whitebeard Pirates uses, it is difficult to support Whitebeard.
With Ross and Whitebeard at full blast, unless you're a top-five Captain, you're not qualified to support them, you won't even get close enough to the area where Ross and Whitebeard are fighting.
Bang! Bang!
The Whitebeard Pirates used strange abilities to interfere with Ross remotely, but those inexplicable lights, cannonballs, and other attacks stopped ten meters away in the air before they could get close and they were distorted and shaken. The aftermath of the earthquake and Distortion shattered them.
"Distortion, Frozen!"
Ross whispered as he used Gravity Distortion and the ice crumbled into countless pieces, freezing Whitebeard in it.
Kāchā!
Cracks appeared on the ice that covered Whitebeard.
Whitebeard broke free from the ice seal but was attacked by Ross's sword.
The character at the level of Whitebeard, even if the overall strength of Ross has a point better than him, it is still impossible for Ross to defeat him in a short time, he could only continue to expand their fight time and take advantage of his mistakes.
Time goes by.
Whitebeard's stamina is obviously not as strong as it was and when the fight lasted for two days and two nights, it has begun to weaken.
In addition, Ross continued to attack without stopping and Whitebeard could not ignore it, leaving many wounds on his body, which looked horrible.
But.
Even if his body was injured, the blood-bearing Whitebeard showed no sign of falling down. He looked like a blood-stained demon. His battle momentum was not weakened, but it was constantly rising.
"That's a little bit like that, Whitebeard ..."
Ross attacked Whitebeard and as he looked at his steady and domineering figure, his eyes flickered slightly.
In his memory, Whitebeard suffered countless fatal injuries in the War Of The Best and he was still able to nearly killed Blackbeard. It was very impressive for Ross.
But.
Ross is not afraid because of it.
He just praised Whitebeard's will and power.
For Ross, if your will is strong, then mine is stronger than yours, if your power is strong, then mine is still stronger than yours!
To step on the world!
Bang!
Ross continues to fight Whitebeard.
Although Whitebeard was fighting while bathed in his own blood, all this effort was just his strong will. His aging body could not support such a high-intensity long-term war.
"Father!"
"That bastard ..."
The Whitebeard Pirates subordinates were anxious, but they could only watch, it was almost impossible for them to get involved.
The horizon was white, and two days and two nights passed, and the time came to the morning of the third day.
Kāchā!
In the collision between Distortion and the earthquake, the ice surface shattered, Ross leaped and fell behind the broken ice layer and Whitebeard also receded continuously, his chest heaving violently.
Ross has more than a third of his stamina left, and Whitebeard has bottomed his stamina out after suffering a series of setbacks.
On the surface, it seems that Whitebeard's strength has not weakened in any way, but in fact, his body has reached its limit.
It's just that his will is too strong.
"Last attack."
In front of Ross, Cursed Blade Murasame's blade was covered with a faint red glow that dripped to its edge.
He looked at Whitebeard calmly. Instead of rushing in, he recovered and stored his strength in place, intending to decide the victory by one stroke.
No one knows how long Whitebeard's counterintuitive state will last. In this case, a one-shot decision is a right choice.
"..."
Whitebeard's chest was heaving violently and he was panting.
He was aware of Ross's intentions and knew that Ross was accumulating his remaining power, intending to make a final blow.
But facing Ross's plan, he couldn't do anything. It was impossible for him to rush and stop Ross.
Are we there yet ...
Whitebeard's eyes cocked up slightly, looking behind Ross, or above, at the endless horizon.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Marco and others fighting hard. He saw them frantically trying to rush towards him to support, but they were completely blocked by Fujitora and others.
"I......"
Whitebeard's forehead was stained with sweat and blood and he could feel his body empty and powerless.
His body felt like a block of dry rotted wood, no matter how he squeezed it, it seems difficult to squeeze any vitality.
Whitebeard's gaze fell on Ross.
What kind of look is that? Words cannot be used to describe it, it is full of domineering, calm, hesitant, disobedient ...
He was not dissatisfied with Ross, but he dissatisfied with how he had struggled with age, time, and the world and the sea!
No.
Even if he falls, it is definitely not here.
Whitebeard withdrew his strength and looked at Marco and others. At this moment, it seemed as if all of their convictions had been brought together.
In that withered body, a sudden power came from sources unknown. This power is surging as if it could break everything!
Goo!
The muscles on Whitebeard's arm were tense as his arms clenched tightly at Bisento's handle, and his power surged wildly.
Opposite him, the strength in Ross' body continued to flow like a tide, and eventually converged into an overflowing pond.
"Come on!"
A sharp light flashed in his eyes.
Whitebeard seems to have gained strength by his will again, but all this doesn't matter. At this moment, He has stamina and he has an advantage in all aspects. So what if Whitebeard has some of his strength back again!
If he can't even win against Whitebeard, how would he take this world and overthrow the World Government that has ruled the world for 800 years!
Whiz!
Ross's figure flashed and he charges into Whitebeard.
He held the hilt of his sword in both hands, and the terrifying power of distortion condensed on the sword edge, the power felt as if it could tear the sky, and he waved his sword toward Whitebeard, which was much taller than him.
At the same time, Whitebeard clenched the Bisento in his arms tightly, and there was a flash of unprecedented light in his eyes. There was no roar or scream as he split his Bisento brazenly, wrapped in a shock halo that seemed to be able to break the mountains.
At this moment.
The world seems to be overshadowed!
The world seems to have dimmed, and all the light has come to Ross's sword blade and Whitebeard's Bisento.
Fujitora stopped.
Marco stopped.
Shiliew of the Rain stopped ...
On the battlefield, at this moment, almost everyone stopped moving invariably, looking at the battlefield that seemed to become the center of the entire world!
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