Chapter 177: The War on the Top (21)

At this time, everyone realizes what the man who defeated the world's strongest whitebeard wants to do.

That man wanted to completely dedicate his life to the justice of the Navy at the end of this war.

A navy is a navy.

Even if he has the blood of a pirate, although he can survive in the navy, his own justice does not allow him to survive in such a posture.

He was a proud navy, and he was also a proud son of man, so he gave all his glory to the navy.

"I admit it~~"

Akainu watched the guy say such words calmly, gritted his teeth, slowly stretched out his hand from the lava, and without the Sith making any resistance at all, he stabbed his hand into the Sith's chest little by little, using his lava to take away the last shred of life from the Sith's still beating heart.

"With such an injury, no wonder the Sith you chose to ......"

"Sakasky, don't tell Daddy - I've run out of oil, otherwise, that old man is estimated to really seek death, so, everything will get rid of you, after all, there are only two Four Emperors on the sea now, if such a situation cannot be suppressed by the navy, then, look for stronger justice, and pass on our justice."

The blood in the mouth of the Sith also stopped flowing completely, because just now, the man's heart stopped beating itself, announcing the complete end of the man's life.

"Lieutenant General Sith ~~"

……

Countless cries began to ring out in the place, merging with the cries of the Whitebeard Pirates across the Great Rift.

However, no one would have thought that Whitebeard, Whitebeard's biological son, two men would die on the same day, one to save his own child, and the other to sacrifice himself for the justice in his heart.

The lava on Sakasky's body stopped burning, because he had already felt that the heart that was still beating slowly had completely lost its beating strength and slowly stopped, so how could he let his lava completely destroy the body of the man in front of him.

His hand slowly withdrew from the Sith's chest, and without hurting the Sith's chest, which had completely lost its power, Akainu took a step back, took off his hat, and placed it in front of the Sith.

"Old friend, let's go~"

In Akainu's eyes, the burly man was not dead. The stubborn man just chose to sleep for a while, and after hugging the red dog, he walked into the justice of the navy, and together with countless ancestors, quietly watched the flying of the navy flag and listened to the neighing of justice.

In this life, Francis, maybe there are no regrets~

Akainu looked at the crying guys around him, he chose to be silent, of course, when he looked at Karp, the man who had taken the life of the Sith just now, slowly walked towards Karp, even in Karp's violent momentum and Sengoku's gesture to stay away, he still resolutely walked towards the man.

"Lieutenant General Karp, this is a letter that Lieutenant General Sith gave me before he went to battle, and now I give it to you."

Akainu silently left the old man who had fallen to the ground, and slowly sat down in front of a road that the navy had unconsciously separated, looking at the back of the man facing the sea with a smile on his face.

The cloak of justice fluttered slowly in the wind, and his unfallen figure seemed to be a monument to the navy, a proof of justice.

The yellow ape silently took his sunglasses out of his pocket and put them in front of the man, a hint of sharpness flashed in his eyes, but in the next moment, they became sleek again. He's seen too much, but when he sees this guy, he still feels a lot.

The pheasant, on the other hand, silently placed his lazy blindfold in front of the Sith. For this junior, he is very recognized, and even in this man's body, he also saw the shadow of his long-time friend, Saron, who died in the O'Hara incident, but compared to the guy who pursues freedom more, this man is more willing to pursue justice, real justice.

Compassionate, but will never be tolerated.

Iron-willed, but definitely not crazy.

Indifferent, but never chilling.

Loyal, but never ignorant.

……

He deserves to be called a navy.

And this is the place where this ghost god is stationed and guarded, and this is the home he will love all his life.

"Welcome home, Lieutenant General Francis~"

Akainu looked at the body of that friend with a calm, sad smile on his face.

"Welcome home, Lieutenant General Francis~"

"Welcome home, Lieutenant General Francis~"

The yellow ape and the pheasant glanced at the red dog, and the same smile appeared on their faces.

"Welcome home, Lieutenant General Francis~~"

……

Countless sailors uttered the same cry at this time, unable to suppress their cries.

In this battle, the Whitebeard Pirates fought a great battle to capture Ace in the naval headquarters of Malin Fodo, and it also came to a complete end.

The navy defeated the Whitebeard Pirates at the cost of one lieutenant general killed in battle, twelve lieutenant generals were slightly wounded, dozens of rear admirals were seriously wounded, disabled or killed, and countless sailors were slightly injured, seriously injured or killed, killing Whitebeard, one of the four emperors of the Whitebeard Pirates, killing many members of the Whitebeard's subordinate pirates, and capturing Little Oz Jr.

Although there are still pirates who have escaped from this war, the combat power shown by the navy this time has crushed a group of Four Emperor pirates, and the navy has also cut the Four Emperors of the Sea into two emperors. The four emperors are only left with the red-haired Shanks and the two beasts Kaido.

However, in this battle, Vice Admiral Karp's son, the hero of the Navy, after defeating Whitebeard with his life, chose to judge himself a few minutes after Whitebeard's death, and ended Whitebeard's bloodline with his own life.

Sengoku re-ascended to the execution table, and he didn't have any joy when he looked at everything in front of him.

"Mariners, we have won this war, but we have also lost a hero."

All the sailors looked at the figure standing quietly in the center of the battlefield, although there was no sound, but his presence still made their hearts flutter.

Of course, in front of that rift, there was also a burly figure. Whitebeard, standing on this battlefield, guarding the departure of his children, but ignoring the life and death of his own son. This man also ended his voyage here completely.

And the father and son, after death, and only after death, stayed together quietly and plainly.