611: C611 The Final Encirclement

C611 The Final Encirclement

"Surrender under the feet of the strong for the sake of survival?" Rayleigh looked at the newspaper in his hand and couldn't help but mutter.

Under the cover of the glasses, a dim light flashed in his turbid eyes.

Finally, he clenched the newspaper and sighed. "Whitebeard, you are still the same. You do not admit the passing of time at all."

"Haha, it is not that I do not admit it. It is just that this sea is still unable to trap my footsteps. Ace came to my side. This is the best fate." Whitebeard laughed loudly and patted Ace's shoulder.

"This time, I came to find you because I want you to train Ace to use the three colors. He has the advantage of Roger's bloodline. He has awakened the Haoshoku Haki a long time ago. He is the symbol of a king among millions of people."

"As long as Ace can grow, our Whitebeard Pirates will be invincible in this ocean!"

The sound of rolling waves shook the soap trees on the shore.

Facing Whitebeard, the soap trees on the shore began to tremble. With these words, Rayleigh leisurely took a sip of wine and said, "Whitebeard, I don't need you to tell me this. I will help Ace based on the friendship on Roger's ship. It can be said that this is the reason why I stayed in Sabaody Archipelago and didn't leave."

"However, before we start training, I want to know what you think about this ocean."

Ideas?

Ace could not help but be startled. He turned his hand and pressed the hat on his head. He smiled and said, "Of course it's to help dad become the strongest king in this sea."

"And to defeat the Skeleton Demons. The injury on my forehead still hurts when I think of him!"

As he spoke, Ace pointed at the injury on his forehead. The corner of his eyes were still twitching slightly.

When he thought of the scene where he was defeated by Qinyu the other day, it was an unforgettable humiliation to him.

Otherwise, Whitebeard would not have asked Rayleigh to personally guide the three-colored domineering aura this time.

After all, compared to Whitebeard's pirate group, the pirate group led by Roger was led by elite soldiers.

Among them, Rayleigh was the instructor on the ship.

The red hair under his command had now become the existence of the four emperors.

At the same time, in the original work, Rayleigh had only spent a year to let Lu Fei grasp the initial three-colored dominance. His strength had suddenly risen to over a billion combat strength.

Just based on these, it was enough to show that Rayleigh could absolutely be called the one who inspired the dominance of the pirate.

"Support Whitebeard to become the king of the sea?" Rayleigh glanced at Ace, who had a smile on his face and was about to give it a try. A trace of disappointment flashed across his cloudy eyes.

He had been staying in the first half of the Grand Line, the Sabaody Archipelago, which was the springboard of the new world, in order to find someone who could inherit Roger's will.

Originally, in Rayleigh's eyes, Ace, who had inherited Roger's bloodline, should be the person closest to this will.

However, the conclusion he got now made him inevitably disappointed.

Could it really be like what Whitebeard said? The new generation could only be used as stepping stones for the rulers of the old era?

"Dad, we just received an urgent report that the navy's encirclement has been formed. World will soon be trapped in the sea. Should we go and take a look?" Marco held the phone worm in his hand and hurried to the side.

Ever since the Impel Down Prison was destroyed, many pirates that escaped from prison were defeated and taken back.

Among them, there was no lack of prisoners in the fourth and fifth level prison.

But this time, World was undoubtedly different from the others.

His appearance and failure meant that in the infinite hell of the sixth level, the evildoers would be executed at the same time.

It also meant that even if the pirate of the old era were to step onto the stage again, it would only lead to death.1

It could be said that to the navy, and even the pirates, they all had different meanings.

Hence, this battle attracted the attention of all the major powers.

"Let's go. Let's treat it as sending off old fellows to see the collapse of the old era." Rayleigh took a look at the newspaper in his hand. He took a step and disappeared from where he stood.

When he reappeared, he was already on Whitebeard's boat.

At the same time, there were many other powers who had the same thoughts as Whitebeard.

When the final encirclement began, they became restless.

Half a day later, in the sea region of Ü-Tsang several hundred nautical miles away from Sabaody Archipelago.

Seven naval battleships rushed towards the northern sea region from all directions.

On the leading battleship, a stalwart figure that looked like an iron tower appeared. The long robe of justice he wore fluttered in the wind.

As the commander of the world destroyer, Bondi World, Red Dog's expression was exceptionally livid at this moment. He looked at the sea in the distance and didn't speak a single word.

On the deck of the huge ship, Navy Soldiers, who was guarding the ship, fell into silence when he saw the figure of the iron tower.

Even the atmosphere became unusually oppressive.

"General Sarkaski, according to the statistics from the rear, our troops suffered heavy casualties in the battle a day ago due to World's long-range sniping." Onigumo walked up quickly from the back and subconsciously took another look. Red Dog's gloomy face reported back.

"Among them, two warships were sunk. 130 people were injured and 18 people died, which accounted for 20% of the total number of two warships."

The soft voice seemed to have been infused with demonic sound at this moment. It echoed on the deck and tensed everyone's nerves.

Red Dog's face turned extremely gloomy. He grabbed the railing of the ship with his right hand, and with a 'pop' sound, hot lava gushed out crazily.

He directly crushed the guardrail!

"Bastard, bastard!" Red Dog roared angrily.

"Two of our five warships were sunk by a paramilitary member of the old era, and there were so many casualties. This is a disgrace to the navy."

Speaking up to this point, Red Dog suddenly swept his long robe of justice. He looked around the deck angrily and continued to roar angrily. "Are you guys going to tell me that this is the strength of the navy's elites?"

"If it weren't for the timely assistance of others, would our fleet have been sunk?"

He thought of World's sneak attack from more than ten nautical miles away with the help of the cannons and the Momo Fruit.

Red Dog could not take it anymore.

After that, they chased after World and forced him into a dead end.

However, when faced with the Mo Mo Fruit's speed increasing ability, he was still unable to succeed with a single strike. Instead, it became an extremely long distance chase.

Originally, according to Red Dog's plan, it was to sink World, a remnant of the old era, without anyone knowing.

Now, the pursuit that was filled with the sea had instead alarmed the entire sea, causing this battle to become the focus of everyone's attention.

It had even caused him to lose all his face.

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