One Piece: I Start with a Married Woman, I Am the Evil Admiral!

Chapter 298 Whitebeard's Last Words

This is like a military exercise in a past life, designed to intimidate others.

Today, the navy's formidable strength is like a raging storm, bringing tremendous shock to people.

This deterrent force not only makes those with ill intentions back down, but even those who want to go to sea and become pirates have to re-examine their decisions and carefully consider whether they should still embark on this risky path when faced with such a powerful navy.

At the same moment, Aini landed lightly on the ground. He clutched a bright red, juicy fruit tightly in his palm, as if it were the most precious treasure in his life.

Aini strode towards Marco, his steps somewhat hurried, yet deliberately controlled to avoid arousing suspicion. When he reached Marco's side, he slowly crouched down, feigning an eagerness to check on Marco's condition.

However, all of this was merely a carefully orchestrated illusion by Aini. His true purpose was to seize this opportunity to allow the fruit in his hand to come into contact with Marco's heart's blood. After all, Marco's abilities were simply too powerful; it would be a great pity to miss this chance.

Time ticked by, and Aini's heart pounded faster with each passing second. He carefully brought the fruit close to Margo's body, afraid of causing any accident.

Finally, after a long period of pretense, the fruit touched Marco's heart's blood.

In that instant, Aini felt a powerful force surge from the fruit, flowing through his arm and throughout his body. He was secretly delighted, knowing that his plan had succeeded.

Enni slowly stood up, a faint smile playing on his lips. To onlookers, this smile meant he was certain Marco was dead. But only Enni knew in his heart that his plan had succeeded, and Marco's Phoenix Fruit was now in his hands.

Enni discreetly slipped the Devil Fruit into his pocket, his movements natural, fluid, and stealthy, arousing no suspicion. In this way, Enni successfully concealed his true intentions and kept the precious Devil Fruit for himself.

His gaze then returned to Whitebeard, and in an instant, his eyes were fixed on Whitebeard as if drawn by a magnet.

Because, at this moment, Whitebeard looked extremely disheveled.

A shocking, gaping hole appeared in his chest, from which blood gushed forth, staining his white clothes crimson.

With a muffled slur, the white-bearded man suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, the scarlet blood splashing in the air like a blooming, bewitching flower.

Whitebeard's body trembled slightly, his face was as pale as paper, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

But he did not fall. Instead, he endured the excruciating pain and slowly lifted the enormous sword in his trembling hand. The sword felt heavy in his grasp, but he gritted his teeth and slammed it heavily onto the ice.

With a deafening roar, the ice shattered instantly under the powerful impact, leaving a deep crack. The hilt of the sword was embedded directly into the ice, seemingly becoming one with the icy landscape.

After completing all this, Whitebeard slowly raised his head, his gaze passing over Akainu and landing on the execution platform in the distance.

There, Ace was bound, his body also covered in wounds. Clearly, he too had been in a life-or-death battle.

Whitebeard's eyes held a complex expression, reflecting both his concern for Ace and his own helplessness.

Finally, his gaze slowly shifted to the Warring States period.

Sengoku stood not far away, his face also bearing solemnity and determination.

Whitebeard stared at Sengoku, as if having a silent conversation with him.

Just then, the corners of the white-bearded man's mouth suddenly turned up slightly, revealing a faint smile. There was no pain or sorrow in that smile; instead, it conveyed a sense of relief and nonchalance.

He took a deep breath, as if trying to swallow all his resentment and regret.

Then he opened his mouth and said loudly, "Just like those who inherited Roger's will, one day, those who inherited Ace's will will also streak across this night sky like shooting stars. Even if the blood ties are broken, the flame in their hearts will never be extinguished."

This flame, like a torch passed down from the distant past, has been continuously passed from generation to generation.

His words were like a prophecy, leaving people deeply moved.

And one day in the future, someone will shoulder the weight of hundreds of years of history, as if bearing the weight of the entire world, and challenge this world! The Warring States period, the great war that your world government has always feared, will one day erupt like a volcanic eruption!

His voice revealed an unshakable determination and conviction.

"Although I am not particularly interested in this war, the world will reach its peak when the legendary treasure is discovered! One day, the treasure will be found, and that day will surely come!"

ONE PIECE isn't just a legend; it truly exists!

His voice boomed like thunder in the space, as if to awaken the whole world.

"asshole!"

Sengoku's face was contorted with rage, cold sweat beading on his forehead. He never imagined that Whitebeard would utter such a sentence before his death. These words struck Sengoku's heart like a heavy hammer, plunging his spirits into despair.

The good mood I had just felt after winning vanished instantly.

Sengoku knew all too well how influential Whitebeard was; his words undoubtedly reduced their victory by at least half.

Originally, it was thought that this war could curb the expansion of pirate forces, but Whitebeard's last words were like a fuse that ignited a new wave of pirates.

Thinking about what might happen next, Sengoku could no longer remain calm. He frantically yelled to the side, "Cut off the live stream! Cut off the live stream now!"

However, it was all too late. Whitebeard's last words swept across the world like a whirlwind.

Aini stood at a distance, witnessing this scene, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

He sighed inwardly, "Whitebeard, Whitebeard, even in death you are truly extraordinary."

In Enni's eyes, Whitebeard's words were absolutely the most powerful counterattack he could deliver to Sengoku and even the entire World Government before his death.