"Marco ~"
Looking at the blood-blue rainbow across the sky, Ace reached out and grabbed nothing.
What should I do?
What should I do?
Ace's eyes were red, he clenched his hands tightly, the flames around his body fluttered, the ground had melted into magma, and blue veins crawled on his forehead.
Conflict.
Panic.
Ace's head was in a mess.
Advance or retreat?
Marco's words were like thunder on the tip of his heart. How should he choose?
Fight here?
Or, they could escape without a trace.
"Pops, Marco, Vista, Joz …"
Teardrops streaked across her cheeks and were burned away by the flames.
Despair and powerlessness filled his soul.
Thinking back to the time she spent with everyone, she felt so happy and happy.
"I will definitely live."
"I want the Whitebeard Pirates to sail in this era forever."
"My name is Portkas D. Ace, the son of White Beard Edward Newgate, and I will always be a pirate of the Whitebeard Pirates."
A hysterical roar.
It revealed an unprecedented determination and heart-wrenching pain.
Ace made his choice.
His heart felt like it was being twisted by a knife.
A streak of fiery light rose from the ground and fled like a dog in a sorry state.
Boom!
Marco appeared behind Kaos, his Phoenix Claw covered with all his strength, but unfortunately, it was blocked by the golden sword that appeared out of thin air. For a moment, Marco, Jozu, and Vista attacked from three sides.
"Ace ~"
Ace felt the departure.
Whether it was Marco, Jozu, or Vista, they all breathed a sigh of relief and were filled with relief.
The three of them were already determined to die. They knew that they would not be the opponent of the Golden Emperor, but they still burned everything and wanted to gamble. Even if the hope was slim, they wanted to avenge their father, Mita, and all their companions.
But Ace was different.
He also carried other hopes.
Death was not terrible for them.
"I'm sorry to let you carry everything."
Marco raised his head and looked at the flame in the distance. Speaking of which, they were selfish.
But in order for Ace to live, they could only do this.
How could he not know that sometimes, the living were the ones who suffered the most and suffered the most?
"Although it's stupid, I admire you."
Kaos didn't make a move.
If he wanted to, Ace would not be able to escape.
In his opinion, Marco and the other two were very stupid. They did not cherish White Beard's request in exchange for his death. It could be said that they were digging their own graves.
But from another point of view, this kind of emotion and action was rare and precious.
Not everyone could be so generous to die. They knew that there was a tiger in the mountain, but they still wanted to walk towards the tiger. But this was family.
"But ~"
"Those who deserve to die still deserve to die."
As soon as Kaos finished speaking, a large number of swords, spears, swords, and halberds appeared above the trio's heads, tearing their eardrums as they fell one after another.
Immediately.
Vista vomited blood and retreated, forcibly flying into the air and rotating his body, creating a large number of sword energy storms, trying to knock all the gold weapons away, while Jozu and Marco resisted.
One of them was an Immortal Bird, while the other was a diamond. Both of them had extremely high defense.
"Damn it."
Jozu spat out blood and roared.
No matter how hard he tried, he could not take another step forward. Another golden weapon was falling from above his head.
Marco's body was riddled with holes, but he recovered quickly.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
A new round of swords, spears, swords, and halberds appeared. This time, it was surrounded by a colorful haze.
This showed that it was covered with domineering aura.
It was a far cry from the previous wave of attacks.
This time, Marco and Jozu could not ignore it. If they continued to stand there and be beaten like this, it would be no different from suicide.
For this reason, they retreated one after another.
It was a pity that such a forced retreat also caused them to bleed from Shinra Tensei.
They knew that the Golden Emperor did not use his full strength at all. It was completely different from when his father was fighting. He was obviously absent-minded and perfunctory.
This was very humiliating.
But there was nothing they could do.
"Serious punch."
Jozu, who had retreated, had goosebumps before he could stand firm.
The crisis of death enveloped his entire soul.
There was no sound.
It was impossible to see how the Golden Emperor moved. It felt that the other party had always been there and had never left.
Boom!!!
Violent power erupted.
Jozu's face froze, and a large number of cracks began to appear all over the diamond giant's body. With a loud explosion, the whole person exploded like a balloon.
There was no corpse left.
Kaos reached out and grabbed. Jozu's soul flew over uncontrollably and was eventually submerged and stored by the ten-colored haze. Although it was inferior to the souls of the Golden Lion and White Beard, it was still a high-quality soul.
Whether it was used to create new Homies or fed to Napoleon and Ktapa, these Homies could be improved to a certain extent.
Even if it was eaten by Klokdal and the others, it could also strengthen the soul.
Kaos could actually eat it too.
It was just that the effect was minimal.
"Jozu ~"
Vista and Marco felt like their hearts were going to burst.
They watched as Jozu was blown up alive.
"Flash of an instant."
The extreme sword light flashed and Vista arrived in an instant.
That speed surpassed everything.
So much so that there was a sense of time slowing down, and he was already one with the sword.
This was Vista's most powerful attack.
A large number of petals could be seen around them, torn apart by a gentle force, filled with a fragrance. It was like a real world.
"Serious punch."
It was very simple and unpretentious.
Kaos punched out again.
Bang!!!
As expected, Vista's two long swords began to shatter, and even he turned into a bloody mist, completely disappearing in the ten-colored torrent.
"Vista."
Marco stopped running and knelt on the ground in a trance. His eyes were full of gray.
Dead.
Dad was dead.
Jozu was dead.
Vista was also dead.
The family that was once full of laughter was completely shattered in front of him.
Putting away Vista's soul calmly, Kaos looked at Marco, who had completely lost his hope of life, and his whole body was filled with death and defeat.
Maybe this was despair!
It was really sad.
However, Chaos's emotions did not fluctuate in the slightest. Regardless of whether it was before or after he became a god, he was not a good person. Even if he did not ignore life and willfully slaughter the innocent, he would definitely not have a heart of compassion.
Since his debut, countless lives had died indirectly in his hands.
But so what.
With this mentality, he sometimes wondered if he was born cold-blooded. Finally, he found that in this era of the law of the jungle and order imbalance, life, mercy, and sympathy were irrelevant.
Only strength was the truth.
In fact, in this world, no one was innocent.
Putting aside those essences, White Beard, Sakasji, Zhan Guo, Wang Lufei, Dragon, these guys who valued justice and friendship, which one of them did not have blood on their hands?
Whether directly or indirectly, many innocent lives will be implicated.
Especially those famous guys, they all climbed up from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and no one knew how many corpses were lying under their feet.
Otherwise, where would the name and power come from?
Supernova, Shichibukai, Yonkō (Four Emperors), Navy, Revolutionary Army …
Counting it carefully, you will find how cruel it is.
Slowly.
Marco stood up.
There was no light in his eyes.
Whoosh!!!
A golden spear wrapped in colorful haze nailed Marco, who had just rushed over, to the ground. Then several golden weapons appeared, staring at the head and the heart.
Marco did not struggle.
He wanted to die.
As the soul was caught by Kaos, everything was over.
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