"I don't have the strength to talk about the world, Roger."

Don shook his head.

Compared with the king of the sea in front of him, whether it is strength or qualifications, he is too far behind.

Roger laughed, his eyes looking at Donn's emotions, but there was nothing underestimated. The other party's confidence, as well as the heritage, are difficult to ignore.

One is the king of this era among pirates, and the other is one of the top combat forces of the navy, one of the generals.

The two had a short conversation, but the atmosphere was very harmonious. But no one knew that the topics they were talking about were enough to shock anyone in the world.

The breeze was blowing, and the sound of the wind sounded in the ears of the two of them.

Their conversation stopped for a moment, and both sides seemed to have a premonition of something, and their faces were slightly straightened.

"Roger."

Don suddenly shouted.

"Huh?"

Roger looked at Don and wondered.

"I want to see your spirit, I want to know how far away I am from the king."

Don said in a deep voice, his tone serious and serious.

Fighting Whitebeard made him know that his strength was still far behind. Instead of falling into the state of Thor, he simply couldn't sustain a few rounds of attacks from Whitebeard that erupted with all his might.

The Roger in front of him is different, how strong is his courage and will?

It has been a long time since he came to this world, and with the step by step contact, Tang En gradually discovered that the strong have their own strengths.

Some people are strong in luck, some people are strong in themselves, some people are strong in strength, some people are strong in charm, and some people are strong in spiritual will.

And Roger in front of him, there is no doubt that his strength lies in his irresistible kingly aura and his personality charm.

"Spirited? Don, your ambition is not small! ”

Roger sighed.

There was a smile in his voice, but his expression had become serious.

Slowly, the two stood up and faced each other, their expressions changed, and there was endless fierceness and solemnity in their eyes.

The petals of the cherry blossoms fall in the wind and swirl and fall with the wind. Before you know it, cherry blossom petals fall between the two.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth seemed to fall into darkness in an instant, and the cherry blossom petals trembled and actually stopped in the air.

"Buzz!"

The powerful and incomparable overlord-colored aura burst out.

In just a moment, the two people who were close at hand, their spirit, will, and personal feelings converged into a domineering meaning, and they collided fiercely.

Under this astonishing momentum, the petals of the cherry blossom trembled violently, and after three or four breaths, they turned into crumbs and disappeared into the air.

Roger's whole body aura was condensed together, bursting out with the unique aura that belonged to the king. Domineering, strong, majestic and unstoppable, unstoppable, irresistible.

And Don En, at this time, is solemn, in the battlefield, although the spirit of thousands of people has been in the past, suddenly bloomed, turned into a bright light, burning, burning, burning again. The tenacity of will, the selfless spirit of sacrifice, the sworn to wait for responsibility, all kinds of the spirit of the soldiers, gathered together to burst out with unparalleled strength.

Both of them are so powerful that they are earth-shattering.

Where they stood, in the center, the space was already showing a distorted arc, constantly deformed. The surrounding void was even more whirlwind, and three meters away, the cherry blossom forest trembled, and the cherry blossom petals flew, making this piece of sky seem to turn pink, which was extremely enchanting.

"Have you started?"

Whitebeard stood aside, his eyes were solemn, staring at the two of them, and there was a trace of nervousness in his heart, he was ready to make a move at any time.

The collision of overlord colors is different from the flesh, but it is more subtle, and it is easy to make mistakes if one is not good.

Don wanted to collide with Roger, and I have to say that it was a great courage, as when he swung a knife at him not long ago. This is a bold, fearless guy who is amazing. But riding a bicycle on a wire rope is extremely dangerous.

"Buzz!"

Gradually, the collision between the breaths has reached the limit and reached the peak.

The overlord aura is intangible and substantial, but the spiritual power contained in it is incomparably majestic, which is a collision of personal wills and a collision of the path that each other adheres to.

"Bang bang bang!"

Faintly, the air seemed to recall a series of roars, like thunder, shocking.

But soon, the collision between the two sides calmed down again, and their expressions returned to calm.

The sound of the wind died down, and the vibrations in the air dissipated.

Overlord was removed by the two, who stood in place, staring at each other.

A smile appeared on the corner of Roger's mouth.

"Now, I'm relieved."

What was he relieved about? Or rather, what did he see in Donn's breath, his will?

This made Whitebeard puzzle in his heart, with the acquaintance with Tang En, he thought that he was familiar with the other party, but today's scene subverted what he thought in his heart. This kid has secrets he can't know.

Don looked at Roger deeply, and his heart fluctuated.

The spirit of the current One Piece King was undoubtedly shocking to him.

That clash of wills, or rather communication, is more appropriate. It seemed to be calm and stalemate, but it ended with him being crushed the whole time.

The other party's overlord color domineering is like the sea, wide and boundless, but inclusive of all things.

The sea is inclusive, and tolerance is great! Roger's overlord color is the sea, he can contain everything, accommodate everything!

And this may be the spirit of the king.

To tolerate everything, to be able to tolerate everything, and to be able to take advantage of everything.

"So, today, let's separate here."

"Newgate, Donne, goodbye."

With a smile, Roger's face was as bright as the red sunset.

The cherry blossom tree sprinkled its petals, and Roger walked along, quickly leaving with the petals.

Don stood in place, looking at each other's backs with Whitebeard for a long, long time before withdrawing his eyes.

The two looked at each other, but neither spoke.

Their hearts are heavy, because they know very well that this farewell may be goodbye!

"It's time for me to go, Newgate."

After a while, Donn said.

"Well, let's separate right here!"

Whitebeard nodded and said in a deep voice.

Don didn't respond again, he took a step, the blue arc on his body flickered, and there was a stabbing sound, and the whole person had disappeared into the cherry blossom forest.

In the quiet woods, only Whitebeard was left.

His tall figure appears very abrupt, and his expression is extremely complex.

For a long time, a long time, Whitebeard let out a sigh.

"What is your answer, O world?"

What is the World? Or what is true?

Can Roger accept everything he told him? How to accept it?

When you know everything, but you can't do anything about it, what is that feeling?

Whitebeard was confused, he could see the road ahead, stretching towards the shore, but he felt that there was no way out.

"Leave it to the future!"

"In the future, there will definitely be a way!"

With a sigh, Whitebeard's figure disappeared here.