Time goes by.
The sky went through the day and fell into the night. On the ice island, which was frozen by Shiliew and reinforced from time to time, thunder and various rays of light were reflected by the ice.
When Whitebeard fell into a disadvantageous position, the situation of the Whitebeard Pirates gradually collapsed, but because this is the edge of Whitebeard's territorial sea, the support of the Whitebeard Pirates was very fast, and nearly twenty Whitebeard subordinates' Pirates arrived one after another.
In comparison.
On the side of the Ghost Hand Pirates, there are only four ships in the support force.
With large-scale support, the Whitebeard Pirates barely stabilized the situation, but only barely.
Because.
In the center of the battlefield, no one can intervene in the confrontation between Ross and Whitebeard. No matter what tactics the Whitebeard Pirates use, it is difficult for them to support Whitebeard.
In front of Ross and Whitebeard, unless they are the top five Captain level characters, they are not qualified to support them at all. They can't even carry the aftermath to invade near Ross and Whitebeard.
Bang! Bang!
There were people from the Whitebeard Pirates who used weird abilities to interfere with Ross remotely, but those inexplicable lights, suddenly enlarged cannonballs, and the like, all stopped in the air within a few dozen meters of the invasion of the battlefield and were defeated by the aftermath of Distortion and Shock.
"Distortion, Freeze!"
Ross whispered and the Gravity Distortion was aroused, the ice surface shattered into countless pieces of ice, freezing Whitebeard in it.
Kāchā!
There were signs of fragmentation on the ice.
Whitebeard broke free from the ice, but he was also pushed back by Ross's sword.
For a character at the level of Whitebeard, even if Ross's comprehensive strength is stronger than him, it is impossible for him to defeat him in a short time, he can only continue to expand his advantage.
Time goes by.
Whitebeard's physical strength is obviously not as good as it was when he was young. After the battle lasted for two days and two nights, he had begun to weaken.
And Ross's continuous attacks, Whitebeard could not ignore them, leaving many wounds on his body, which looked terrible.
However.
Even though he was injured and bloody, Whitebeard did not show any signs of falling down. The whole person was like a demon bathed in blood. Instead of weakening, his momentum was constantly rising.
"That's a little bit, Whitebeard …"
Looking at Whitebeard's calm and domineering figure, Ross's eyes flickered slightly.
In his memory, Whitebeard suffered countless fatal injuries and still almost killed Blackbeard, which is very impressive for Ross.
But.
Ross is not afraid of this.
He only praised Whitebeard for his willpower and strength.
For Ross, if your will is strong, then I am stronger than you, if your strength is strong, then I am stronger than you!
Trampling the world beneath his feet!
Boom!
Ross continued to fight Whitebeard.
Although Whitebeard was fighting a bloody battle, all of this was only the strong support of his will. His aging body could no longer support such a high-intensity protracted battle.
"Father!"
"Ghost Hand, that bastard …"
The pirates under Whitebeard's command were anxious, but they could only watch helplessly. It was almost impossible for them to intervene.
Two days and two nights had passed, and it was the morning of the third day.
Kāchā!
In the collision of Distortion and tremors, the ice surface broke apart. Ross leaped and fell behind the broken ice, and Whitebeard also retreated continuously, his chest heaving violently.
Ross still has more than one-third of his stamina left, and Whitebeard's stamina has bottomed out after falling into a disadvantageous position and successive injuries.
On the surface, Whitebeard's strength does not seem to have weakened at all, but in fact, his body has reached its limit.
He is just holding on by his will.
"The last blow."
In front of Ross's sword, a strange red glow appeared on the blade of the Cursed Blade Murasame, faintly exuding a trace of strangeness, which was palpitating.
He looked at Whitebeard calmly and did not rush to attack. Instead, he recovered and accumulated his strength, intending to decide the outcome with one blow!
If he continues to drag on with Whitebeard, no one knows how long Whitebeard's state will last against common sense. In this case, deciding the outcome with one blow is undoubtedly the most correct choice.
"…"
Whitebeard's chest heaved as he gasped.
He was aware of Ross's plan and knew that Ross was accumulating his strength, intending to make a final blow.
But in the face of Ross's plan, he could do nothing. It was impossible to rush up to stop him, Ross could easily get out of the way.
Is this the end … …
Whitebeard's eyes narrowed slightly and he looked behind Ross, or the sky above, looking at the endless sky.
In the corner of his eyes, he saw Marco and others who were fighting hard and saw them desperately trying to rush over to support them, but they were completely blocked by Fujitora and others and they could not rush over at all.
"I … …"
Whitebeard's forehead was stained with sweat. He could feel that his body was empty and he had no strength.
It's like a dry rotten wood, no matter how hard you squeeze it, it seems that it is difficult to squeeze out any vitality.
Whitebeard's eyes fell on Ross.
What kind of eyes is that? It can't be described in words, it is full of overbearing, calm, fierce, unyielding …
It's not dissatisfaction with Ross, but the struggle of aging, time, the world and the sea!
No.
Even if he will fall eventually, it is definitely not here.
Whitebeard retracted his gaze from Marco and others. At this moment, it seemed that all his beliefs were concentrated and gathered.
In that withered body, no one knew where the power came from. This power was surging and it wanted to smash everything!
Goo!
The muscles on Whitebeard's arm tightened and his arms tightly gripped the handle of the Bisento, and his power surged wildly.
Opposite him, the power in Ross's body surged like a tide, eventually converging into an overflowing pond.
"Go!"
A sharp glint flashed across his eyes.
Whitebeard seems to have gained power by his will again, but it doesn't matter. At this moment, he still has stamina and he has no injuries. He has the advantage in every aspect. Even if Whitebeard squeezes his power again, so what!
If he can't even beat Whitebeard, how can he trample the world under his feet and overturn the World Government that has ruled the world for 800 years!
Whiz!
Ross's figure flashed past and he rushed towards Whitebeard.
He held the hilt of his sword with both hands, and the terrifying power of distortion condensed on the blade, as if to tear the sky, he slammed it towards Whitebeard, who was much taller than him.
At the same time, Whitebeard, who was holding the Bisento with both arms, also had an unprecedented sharpness in his eyes. Without any roar, he slammed the Bisento down, wrapped in a vibrating halo that seemed to be able to break a mountain.
At this moment.
The world seems to be losing its color!
The world seems to dim, and all the light converges on Ross's blade and Whitebeard's Bisento.
Fujitora stopped.
Marco stopped moving.
Shiliew of the Rain stopped …
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