Just died~

It doesn't feel special~

I wonder if I can meet that bastard from Roger?

At the last moment when the last trace of consciousness completely sank, the corners of Whitebeard's mouth were smiling.

At least, at the last moment, he still used this drag-on body to protect his child.

Little Marco's stupid guy is probably still sleeping, right?

Stupid, how can a son die for his father~

The consciousness was completely sunk, and I don't know how long it took, the rotten and cold body actually regained its senses.

"What is this?"

Doubts rose from Whitebeard's heart.

The next moment, Whitebeard slowly opened his eyes.

It was Marco who caught his eye, and Marco was smiling at this time, and the faint blue flame was hazy on his face, hiding the abnormal paleness.

"Daddy, you're awake~"

Silence, long silence.

The next moment, Whitebeard suddenly became furious, his five fingers turned into claws, and he forcibly tore the space apart, and with a punch he shot an air cannon that was almost substantial, smashing into a palm's distance from Marko's façade, and the strong wind blew Marko's hair scattered in all directions.

After all, the punch didn't go down.

"Bastard, bastard, bastard, I'm dead, who told you to come to me!"

Marco burst out laughing.

"Daddy, I'm not dead, and besides, you're not dead."

"If you don't believe me, look around, or test your body."

Whitebeard was stunned for a moment, and the news that came suddenly was a little beyond his expectations.

So much so that he couldn't even hear what was wrong with Marko's words.

Moved his body slightly, his broken head returned to normal, the big hole in his chest was completely restored, and even the almost incurable body wounds left by his years of fighting were much better at this time.

No, more than that, it should be better than half!

The whole body gave him an unprecedented feeling of ease, as if he was directly ten years younger.

Whitebeard was not immediately ecstatic, but frowned.

As an emperor who has been crisscrossing the sea for decades, Whitebeard's wisdom is not much inferior to his strength.

He didn't know that there must be a demon when things went wrong, but he also understood a similar truth.

The dark wounds on his body, Marco couldn't heal it in hundreds of methods, and he could only rely on many drugs to barely suppress it, how could he suddenly get so much better now?

Not to mention, he remembered very well that just before, Titch's rebel son and the admiral teamed up to attack him, and he had completely exhausted all his strength.

He's supposed to be dead.

An unease, an extremely strong sense of uneasiness suddenly rose in my heart.

The dead self was suddenly resurrected, and most of his body was healed, even if he was whitebearded, he had never heard of this method, Marco definitely did not have this method, and there was no other person here.

If it's really because of Marco......

Whitebeard didn't dare to continue imagining.

After a moment of silence, Whitebeard took a step, his steps were very calm, his steps were full of atmosphere, and every step was comparable to more than ten steps of ordinary people.

Step by step, step by step, getting closer and closer to Marko.

Looking at his father's tiger pace, Marco smiled.

"Daddy's current appearance, it's been a long time~"

The uneasiness in Whitebeard's heart rose to the extreme at this moment.

"Marco, you ......"

"Dad, the Whitebeard Pirates can't do without you, everyone can't live without you, everyone can't do without you."

"So, Daddy, you can't die, you can't die anyway."

"Marko!!" Whitebeard's speed of movement suddenly increased several times faster.

However, it's still too late!

A gentle breeze blew, and Marco's entire body looked straight behind him.

"Marko!!"

With a bang, the ground was directly trampled on, and Whitebeard rushed forward with the fastest speed in his life, hugging Marco's fallen body.

Feeling the breath of life rapidly dissipating in Marko's body, Whitebeard's face was hard to see.

"Bastard, damn bastard, who made you do that!"

Marco was still smiling: "Daddy, you have horse urine in the corner of your eye." ”

"It's so ugly, Dad, you're a whitebeard."

"Don't talk nonsense, bastard, Marco you bastard hold on to me!"

"Let's go, let's go to the doctor, find the best doctor in the whole sea, and the navy, no matter what, I'll take you to find it, you bastard stinky boy, hold on to me, Dad, I haven't settled accounts with you yet!"

"It's useless, Daddy~"

"I already feel it, my soul is changing, and I was really told by that person, the power of the Devil Fruit may really have something to do with the soul."

"Dad, I'm tired, take me home~"

"Marko, Marko, you bastard, open my eyes for me, if you dare to close your eyes, I will definitely kill you, did you hear that!!"

"Hey, hey, hey......"

A very helpless and speechless voice came from the side.

"Both, although your father-son drama is quite exciting."

"But, I'm a little sorry, if it continues, this thing will really be hopeless~"

"Who!"

Whitebeard turned around suddenly, and his sharp gaze suddenly fell to the place where the sound came from, even if he looked directly, it gave people a terrible sense of oppression.

The young whitebeard, in this sea world, can almost be invincible and turn into an equal sign.

Under the gaze of Whitebeard, a stone, jumping and jumping, came to the two of them.

Marco, who had already begun to lose consciousness, stretched out his hand to stop Whitebeard, who was almost moving, and looked at the comer with a blurred vision.

"Soul Stone?"

"No, no, this voice, is it Mr. Lu?"

The soul rejuvenation stone that floated in front of the two of them slowly floated up.

"That's right, it doesn't seem to be completely stupid!"

The next moment, an illusory little fist poked out from the side of the Soul Stone, and when Marko's head was slapped, it was slapped away.

"You're funny, you don't discuss it with the people in the group if something happens, you're just waiting for death like an idiot!!"

"Fortunately, because of the idiot situation of the ancient three links last time, I deliberately left a hand and left something on this soul returning stone."

After saying that, the little slap slapped down again.

"Stupid, Gu Santong died because of pride, and he was resurrected by chance, but that thing is indispensable, you will really be finished if you die this time, the kind that can open the table directly, understand!"

"Even, if you don't want to do it, I will personally serve as the cook to send you away!"

Whitebeard had a gloomy face, and he couldn't hold back his anger, because it seemed that this inexplicable stone was familiar with Marco.

Marco, on the other hand, was silent.

Just as he wanted to say something, he slapped it down again.

"Don't give me any more calves, I don't care what kind of friendship you have, father-son relationship or something, why don't you hurry up and open the group and get my body over."

"No matter how verbose it is, you can really just open the table!"