I Have No Interest In Devil Fruit

Whitebeard has been fighting for as long as he can remember.

Born in a non-affiliated country that couldn't pay the sky-high money, what he has seen most since he was a child is poor people and all kinds of things that follow because of poverty.

Life and death, gore, violence...

The poor are fighting with the poor, and the ubiquitous pirates are also wantonly ravaging this land...

It is useless to pray for good things to happen, and the navy will not suddenly appear to save this non-joint country. The young White Beard has long understood that the only thing he can rely on is his own fist.

Instead of crying, it is better to fight!

Instead of watching helpless people cry, it is better to fight, fight!

At first, it was stones and sticks picked up by the roadside...

Later, it was muskets and knives snatched from pirates...

He also got hurt a lot at first, always getting his head cut and bloody trying to take down hateful bastards.

Later, he gradually felt that the enemy's movements became slower and slower, and the strength of the pirates became weaker and weaker...

When he sank a pirate ship with his bare hands, he suddenly understood.

It's not that the enemy is getting weaker, but that you are getting stronger.

He began to learn how to use his fists, how to fight with his naturally huge body.

After obtaining the Zhenzhen Fruit, he developed a destructive power that is unparalleled in the world...

He has experienced countless battles in his life. With stones, sticks, knives, fists, his huge body, and the earthquake force enough to overturn the sky, he defeated as many enemies as the sky full of stars!

But also...

He was left with such a body riddled with holes, waiting for the day when it would finally burn out in his old age.

Although he is known as the strongest man in the world, White Beard knows that he is just a person with only one heart.

The body is aging day by day, and the hidden wounds accumulated in youth burst out one after another...

White Beard sometimes looked at the old face in the cup and couldn't help thinking that maybe he was a little envious of that old opponent.

Roger that guy really walked really smartly, and ended a magnificent and extraordinary life at the most glorious moment.

After all, I am not as free and easy as Roger...

A pirate like me who has done bad things all my life... Maybe it is destined to usher in an unglamorous ending.

On the day when I am too old to hold Cong Yunqie anymore, when my limbs are so stiff that I can no longer swing the earthquake fist, the one who will come to pick off my head will be a certain young pirate or a new emerging one. What about the Navy?

I hope that my sons will no longer need the protection of my useless father!

...

White Beard's pupils reflected Giorno's right arm that was taken from his chest...

The moment the criss-cross wounds on the chest disappeared, blue flames jumped out with a puff.

Immediately after the sound of "Peng", a huge blue flame rose ragingly, wrapping around Whitebeard's body in an instant.

Lynch took a few steps back, holding the Zhenzhen fruit chip in his hand, looking at the white beard covered in blue regeneration inflammation.

"Great!"

Among the crowd on deck were sailors pumping their fists excitedly and yelling at the sky.

"It really worked!!!"

The crew members of the Whitebeard Pirates couldn't help but burst into tears when they looked at their father covered in blue phoenix flames.

"Father..." Marco breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head and smiled, with tears in the corners of his eyes.

The white-bearded whale took a breath, closed its eyes, and the surrounding sounds faded away like a tide...

He clenched his fists, and he could feel the pain of decades of fighting in his body, the hidden wounds accumulated from using the Zhenzhen fruit for a long time... Healed by the regeneration flame of the phoenix fruit, in the blink of an eye, Then disappeared without a trace.

I am already sixty years old.

But right now, within the limbs and bones, there is an endless stream of familiar and unfamiliar, surging vitality.

It seemed as if she had become thirty years younger in an instant, and seemed to have returned to...the most prosperous period back then!

White Beard opened his eyes, and a bright light that hadn't been shown for a long time flashed in his eyes. He stood up suddenly, and his huge coat was flapping behind him without any wind.

"Father really recovered!"

"Great……"

The crew members on the deck were all excited watching this scene, hugging each other, crying and laughing.

Tiqi was on the edge of the jumping crowd, but his face was not necessarily very happy. In fact, he didn't pay much attention to the white beard who had returned to the peak, but still stared at Xu Lun who stepped back a few steps and stood back in the empty bar Giorno next to him - in the hand!

That slightly bright triangular object should be the ability of the shaking fruit, right? !

"Gu la la la la...!!!"

White Beard looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, and when he stretched out his arms, they turned into blue-flame phoenix wings, with a wingspan of tens of meters, as if a pair of wings were stretched out from the entire Beluga ship, and it was about to ride the wind and leave.

He raised his foot and kicked the supreme sharp knife—Cong Yunqie, and held it firmly in his hand. Looking at the calm sea with piercing eyes, he waved the big knife in his hand and swept it out.

boom! ! ! !

A huge slash visible to the naked eye turned into a 100-meter-long arc and bombarded the sea, causing a huge wave of tens of meters high horizontally.

Almost at the same time, the giant wave, which stretched for more than a hundred meters and rose tens of meters high, was cut off immediately by a slash from the sky—it turned out that it was the moment when Whitebeard swung across and slashed, and then grabbed it again. His weapon like Qinglong Yanyue Dao slashed at the sea vertically!

The purple-red electric snake danced wildly with Whitebeard's knife, and Lynch had never seen such violent domineering fluctuations.

This knife is about to cut off the sky and the sea together...

The entire surface of the sea was divided vertically before the eyes of everyone on the Beluga. Just by visual inspection, it was estimated that it could be more than ten kilometers away. The surface of the sea was actually divided into two by the knife of the old man! Countless corpses of sea beasts and sea kings rolled with waves of blood, and fell along the divided sea in the cracks of the sea surface, falling into the seemingly bottomless abyss...

Qiaozi looked up, and said to himself in a daze: "How long has it been since I saw Dad like this?"

"It's been a long time..." Foil Vista sighed softly, and the corners of his mouth could not restrain a smile, "It's been a long time..."

The newly joined murloc Rapost, the human Herman, the long-legged clan Reiger, and the younger crew members of the Whitebeard Pirates all showed dumbfounded expressions when they saw this scene.

Exhausting their imaginations—even though they had expected it and made psychological preparations—they never imagined that the white-bearded father who recovered from his body could have such terrifying destructive power just by wielding a big knife with domineering aura.

Sever the ocean with one blow!

It turns out that this is the most powerful man in the world named Whitebeard who once fought against the Pirate King Roger and defeated so many overlords on the sea!

"Hum hum……"

The domineering white beard stood upright on the deck like a mountain, he held up Cong Yunqie, and said with a smile, "Looks like if you live longer, good things will happen...

"Isn't it, Roger?"

Tiqi couldn't help holding his breath, and stared at the huge crack in the sea, which was slowly closing.

Lynch said to himself: "Sure enough, even without the Zhenzhen fruit, Whitebeard is still a monster..."

Robin was quite shocked by the scene in front of him, and then, taking advantage of the moment when everyone, including Whitebeard, was in a state of excitement, he moved his fingers lightly and used Huahua Fruit again to grow a petal on Whitebeard's trouser leg... Updated In his free-spirited moves, Whitebeard is at his peak.

"..." With tears in the corners of Yizang's eyes, he stared fixedly at the white-bearded father exuding an invincible aura all over his body, and he couldn't help thinking of the former lord who hadn't heard from him for many years. Oden-sama, who was able to compete with Whitebeard and Roger back then, is also such an unparalleled man... Yizang suddenly noticed from the corner of his eyes that Marco quietly approached Giorno and the others, as if talking about something.