"Sith, smash, how are you?"

Almost instantly, Karp smashed the redhead in front of him, desperately trying to drag him into this war, and came to his pale son.

It's just that because of the tall figure of the Sith, even if the Sith squats down, Karp needs to raise his hand to be able to touch his smashed face. However, in the next moment, Karp's hand retracted, because what he felt in his hand was not the burning heat that ordinary people could bear, and there was a slight smell of blood.

"Sith, you bastard boy, you're messing around again!!"

"Hehehehe"

Sith looked at his father with a smile on his face, but in the next moment, the naginata in this man's hand directly blocked the Western sword that the redhead was about to slash at his father, and even because the naginata was made of Sith blood, so, after blocking the slash, the naginata turned into a scythe in an instant, and the sharp blade began to want to outline the life of the red hair.

"Dad, wait a minute, it will be over soon, after all, my son's state can't last too long, so, Dad, please suppress that Kaido, so that Uncle Warring States can free up his hands to command his soldiers to effectively fight against that so-called Vegapunk."

"The legion can fight against the legion without absolute strength to join."

Karp touched his chin and scurried into another battlefield in the next moment.

And before the man left, he crouched on his son's shoulder and grabbed the Sith by the ear.

"Stinky boy, don't let my old bones work out for too long!!"

However, this time, the Sith did not respond to his father.

The Sith had already grasped the scythe in both hands, and silently came to the redhead's side.

At this time, the lines on Sith's face also began to change slightly, becoming more hideous than before, but in such a hideous situation, there was no longer as fierce as before, but it was more terrifying than before.

"Life is very fragile, and a slight stroke can kill people, so we have opened up the color of armament so that the knife will not cause us too much harm."

"Life is about fear of death, so we find the sights and hears that allow us to see what we want to see."

"Life is also arrogant, and it is precisely because of the disregard for everything except death that the overlord color is born because of this."

The Sith's countenance was gradually enveloped in death, and gradually his entire face was enveloped in his own blood, revealing only the blue-gold eyes, which glistened under the blood-colored hood. At the same time, the sound of the Sith's footsteps gradually disappeared, no, it should be said that it was a very light footstep.

Redhead raised his eyes and stretched out his long sword to block the fall of the Sith's scythe, but in the next moment, the graceful swordsman slid his sword into the Sith's hand with the steps of a tango.

"This time the battle ......"

The redhead looked at the man in front of him who was looking at him indifferently, and his eyes were full of anger.

"Luffy!"

"That cub should be locked up in a prison in the Navy now, after all, it makes me very uncomfortable to be a stinky boy with your so-called dreams, especially for that ridiculous dream that doesn't care about his relatives at all."

"The so-called relatives should support Luffy when he chooses to do something!"

It's just that when the redhead said this, the Sith chose to be silent, but the power of the scythe in his hand increased again.

"The so-called relatives are not like you."

"Dreams will be supported, but there are trade-offs that also need to be made."

"Good dreams, we, as family members, as relatives will naturally support it, but I don't like those ridiculous treasures of One Piece, and at the same time, I will not insult the justice forged by the countless lives of the ancestors of the Navy because of such a little family affection."

The scythe in the Sith's hand slashed down again.

"The so-called pirates are a group of scum, even if you are the Four Emperors, there is no treasure you use that has not been taken from someone else's hands, except for what you have obtained through adventures, and this is also your sin."

The Sith slammed a hand into the redhead's abdomen.

"And your greatest sin is the declaration made by your former captain, the age of the pirates, ridiculous, I only saw the era of the scum that wantonly trampled on everything of the people."

The Sith grabbed the sword with his own flesh as the blood armor in his hand pierced through with one hand.

The Sith stepped forward and pinched the red-haired hand in the next moment, and in the midst of the violent overlord color collision, the man had a cold and mocking look on his face.

"Excessive freedom has created this messy world, so that too many people in the world have lost everything, ridiculous dreams, you want Luffy to inherit your captaincy, ridiculous, how can I let you get your wish."

The faint light in Sith's hand began to emanate, and in the next moment, his eyes flashed with power that was furious to the extreme.

"Aeroquactic."

The Sith threw the red hair into the air, stepped forward with one foot, and as he crushed everything around him, the concussive power in his hand began to be released in the atmosphere in front of the Sith.

The atmosphere is torn apart.

"Whitebeard's power, I didn't expect it to be obtained by you!"

The redhead instinctively touched his waist, trying to block the punch with his sword, but he shook his head helplessly at the tip of Sith's clenched fist.

"The sword has been snatched."

The redhead scratched his head and stepped lightly in the air, dodging the blast of the punch, but at the same time, he was also injured by the force that shook out.

However, the Sith's fist did not stop, but continued to grow stronger, stronger, and faster with each step he took forward~~

"Air Quake~"

"Air Shock~~"

"Air Shock~~"

……

The Sith was like a monster that didn't know how to be tired, showing its power enough to shatter the world, but with the bombardment of this man, the air began to appear as a huge cavity.

And in the next moment, Sith's legs pressed against Redhead's body as he desperately protected the vital parts of his body with both hands.

"The so-called dream needs to be built on sufficient strength, and the so-called dream needs to be built on a normal and perfect worldview, and unfortunately, that nephew of mine, that so-called One Piece of yours doesn't have it."

"None of them are qualified to talk about dreams, at least not for them."

Sith pinched Redhead's head and lifted him into the air, and as Red slammed his fist into Sith's face, Sith's scythe reappeared in his hand again, pinning Redhead to the ground.