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Chapter 323 Angry Whitebeard

A certain sea area in Whitebeard's territory, aboard the Moby Dick.

A simple banquet was being held to welcome Marco and Bista, who had escaped from death and returned to the ship.

But it was obvious that no one was in a very high mood. Marco, who was usually a good-natured person, had a gloomy face at the moment and was sipping wine.

No one can be happy.

It is naturally a good thing to celebrate that the captains of the two divisions can come back alive and well, but the loss of the three divisions in this battle is like a big stone, weighing heavily on everyone's heart.

This is an unacceptable loss and a shame to the Whitebeard Pirates.

There are three divisions in total. Although there are many pirate groups under Whitebeard, the headquarters only has fifteen divisions in total, and one-fifth of them are gone at once...

Even when Roger was still alive and the New World was in chaos as the heroes fought for hegemony, they rarely suffered such big losses!

Marco's face was ugly, and Bista on the other side was even more depressed. He was very drunk and his face was full of shame.

He regretted that his swordsmanship was not strong enough after all.

In that three-on-one battle, Marco couldn't be of much help. In the end, even with the help of Marco's treatment and the use of the bottom-pressing rose skill, it couldn't change the situation of the battle.

Boom, boom, boom...

At this moment, low footsteps sounded, and everyone followed the sound and saw an extraordinarily tall figure striding out of the cabin.

"Dad!"

Everyone stood up one after another, and Marco hurriedly threw away the bottle and stepped forward to help White Beard, "Your injury hasn't healed yet. Didn't you say you should have a good rest in the room? Why did you come out?"

The Battle of the Sea Emperor a few days ago, although it ended in Whitebeard's victory. Bigmom was seriously injured and fled back to the world in embarrassment, but it also left Whitebeard with a lot of injuries.

Whitebeard is getting older after all, and his self-healing ability is much weaker than at the peak of his youth. Even with the auxiliary treatment of his Phoenix Fruit, he has not been able to fully recover to this day.

"Gula la la la, silly sons..."

Whitebeard looked down at Marco and grinned, "That's too much. Why can't you invite me when there is a party?"

"banquet……"

Marco smiled bitterly, "This can't be considered at all..."

“With wine, it’s a party!”

Whitebeard rejected it without a doubt, picked up a large can of draft beer from his side, drank it down in a gulp, and said calmly: "No matter what, if you and Bista can come back safely this time, it is already worth celebrating!"

"But, dad..." Marco's voice was hard. As soon as he started to speak, he was interrupted by Whitebeard reaching out.

"Silly son, I don't blame you for this defeat. After all, no one expected that that boy Nuo Xia would have such strength now. And after all, this time... I asked you to go!"

Whitebeard raised his head slightly, looked out to the distant horizon, and snorted coldly, "However, this shame must not be forgotten either..."

Although his expression was relatively calm, the depths of Whitebeard's eyes were full of anger that could not be concealed.

——Pray, little devil with thunder, never come to the new world again, and let me catch the opportunity.

Otherwise, next time we meet, we will have to wait for blood debt to be repaid with blood!

——————-

Just when the outside world was in a state of shock because of the outcome of this war.

Nosha, who was in the center of the vortex, had also finished dealing with all the troubles. After saying goodbye to Akainu, the Thunderhawk set sail again and headed towards Malinfando.

When we arrived at Tokushima, the situation was urgent and we had to sail at full speed.

Obviously there is no need to be in such a hurry when we go back. The two warships sailed slowly on the sea, and ten days have passed and they have not yet reached the Red Earth Continent.

Nuo Xia was finally free, lying on a wicker chair, basking in the sun leisurely while reading the Death comics in his hand.

He bought this thing in the system mall at the beginning of the year and spent a total of five thousand yuan, but he never had time to look through it. It wasn't until the five boring days in Tokushima last time that he took it out to review it.

After reading a few chapters, when I went to have breakfast, the entire set of comics on the table disappeared.

When asked about the green pheasant, he said he had not seen it, which made Nuo Xia wonder if it had been secretly taken away by a seagull, which made her heartbroken.

The result was this morning.

Aokiji, who had thick dark circles under his eyes, yawned and came over. In Nuo Xia's disbelieving eyes, he handed him back a thick stack of Death comics.

"Last time I asked you if you wanted to watch it, weren't you very disdainful? And you said that only young kids can watch this stuff?"

"I can't help it, Aizen is too handsome..."

Qingzhi scratched his messy greasy hair after staying up all night, and muttered, "Besides, I'm not very old, I'm still a teenager..."

I'm an uncle who is running for the fourth time, how dare I say such a thing?

This is an addiction and needs to be cured. Without saying a word, Nuo Xia gave this guy a full-body electrotherapy. Then with a cold face, he asked the shivering Adjutant Aoki Pheasant to come over and carry this guy, who was stiff and motionless, back to the room.

Gone to catch up on some sleep.

"Breaking the Way, Bai Lei."

"Break the road, decorate it with thunder and lightning."

"Breaking the path, the five dragons will be destroyed..."

Looking through the Death comics in his hand, Nuo Xia rested his chin in deep thought.

There are quite a lot of thunder skills here.

There are many cool moves among them. Maybe you can find inspiration from them and combine the ability of thunder with swordsmanship to create more powerful skills.

After reading one, he threw the comic aside. After thinking about it, Nuo Xia opened the system panel again after a long time:

[Name: Romanov Norsha (romanov·norsha)]

[Age: 22 years old]

[Strength: 35 (current stage 1,000,000 points/point)]

[Agility: 33(3) (current stage 1 million points/point)]

[Endurance: 39 (5 ​​million points/point at the current stage)]

[Intelligence: 12 (500,000 points/point at the current stage)]

[Charm: 21 (5 million points/point at the current stage)]

[Current points: 1786000]

[Regular skills: Natural Thunder Fruit, Fighting and Fighting (Master Level), Double Sword Style Swordsmanship (Advanced), Six Styles (Advanced), Gun Shooting (Advanced), Self-Discipline (Master Level), Armed Color Haki (Advanced), Knowledge

Color dominance (advanced), painting (advanced), fishing (master level), swimming (master level), rhetoric (advanced)]

[Innate skills: Overlord color and domineering, King Kong is indestructible, listen to the voice of all things, toothy smile, craftsman spirit, wind barrier (advanced), thick skin and flesh (advanced), steel head (advanced), rebirth of severed limbs

, amphibious breathing]

[Currently equipped: Guardian Angel, Light Boots, Armor of Thorns]

[Special props: 20% off discount coupon in the mall*2]


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