"Gulala, this little crocodile boy is quite powerful."
Whitebeard grinned and walked over with his weapon, Murakumo Kirei, swaying.
"Get out of my way, you guys, you don't usually work hard to train, now you're in trouble!"
Whitebeard drove back his sons who were fighting against Crocodile.
“Dad!”
"Damn it, Dad, if you give us a little more time, we can definitely kill this crocodile bastard!"
"That's right, I just rely on my natural abilities!"
Even though they said so, they still retreated obediently.
After all, they knew how terrifying their father's abilities were.
Crocodile had a serious expression and stared with gloomy eyes at the tall and strong Whitebeard in front of him, who exuded an extremely powerful aura.
"Whitebeard, are you ready for me to chop off your head?"
"Gulala, little crocodile devil, you are too naive to want to take my head!"
Upon hearing this, Whitebeard burst into laughter, completely ignoring his words.
"Humph! You'll know if it's tender or not if you try it!"
"Sha Lan!"
Crocodile roared, and directly condensed a huge sandstorm tornado, and threw it towards Whitebeard.
"Gulala!"
Whitebeard laughed and raised the sword in his hand.
"This kind of attack isn't even enough to tickle me!"
"boom!"
The young sword, covered with vibration power, chopped in front of the sandstorm tornado.
The terrifying vibration instantly shattered the space, and the sandstorm tornado was shattered and dissipated the moment it came into contact.
"Desert Diamond Sword!"
Crocodile looked at the sand storm that was easily shattered with a grim expression. His arms turned into two sharp blades made of sand and slashed towards Whitebeard from top to bottom.
Whitebeard did not show any sign of panic in the face of Crocodile's attack.
He held the knife tightly in his hand and spun it violently several times.
The moment Crocodile's attack came, he slashed at Crocodile with great force.
“Crack!”
"boom!"
“Ugh!”
The young sword, which was wrapped in deep and rich armed color domineering and vibration power, directly shattered Crocodile's attack, and then cut Crocodile's chest with one knife.
Red blood splattered all over the sky.
Crocodile only had time to let out a scream before Whitebeard grabbed his head and slammed him hard onto the deck at his feet.
“Boom!”
A huge explosion sounded over the Moby Dick.
The terrifying vibration force directly shattered the deck of the Moby Dick.
Perhaps because he felt sorry for his ship, Whitebeard instantly restrained his strength before the vibration force spread, and then threw the bloody and miserable Crocodile out.
"Bang"
With a loud bang, Crocodile fell directly into the cabin, completely losing consciousness.
After easily defeating Crocodile, Whitebeard clapped his hands and then slowly walked towards Rocks.
"Gulala, you're still too young."
"Sachi, take some people to tie up the crocodile kid and give him some treatment."
"Yes, Dad."
After hearing what his father said, Thatch happily stood up and walked towards Crocodile with a few subordinates holding seastone handcuffs.
"Heh, Whitebeard, that guy hasn't completely lost consciousness yet."
"Crescent-shaped sand dunes!"
"Ugh!"
Several screams were heard, and the pirates who followed Thatch to tie up Crocodile were instantly cut in the body by the single sand.
In the blink of an eye, the pirates whose bodies were hit by the sand dunes were completely turned into dried corpses.
"Asshole, what did you do!"
Thatch, who escaped the disaster by relying on his intuition and speed, immediately questioned Crocodile angrily.
"Huh, huh, huh, ha, ha, a bunch of idiots. I haven't completely lost yet!"
Crocodile was panting and taunting Thatch intermittently.
"Damn it! I'm going to kill you!"
Having said that, Thatch rushed towards Crocodile with two kitchen knives raised.
"Ha! Full of flaws!"
Crocodile looked at Thatch who was overwhelmed by anger and sneered with disdain, then put his hands on the deck.
"Desert Sword!"
"Uh-oh!"
"block!!"
A slash of sand instantly flew out from the deck and slashed towards Thatch.
At the critical moment, Thatch's intuition saved him.
The two kitchen knives in his hands were aimed at Crocodile's desert sword.
However, the powerful force still knocked him back.
With one blow, Thatch was knocked away. Crocodile turned into dust and disappeared in the sky above the Mobydic, then flew out in a certain direction rapidly.
Whitebeard did not try to stop Crocodile from escaping.
He just watched him escape silently.
"It seems that I really protected these guys too well."
Not knowing what he was thinking about, White Beard glanced at his sons on the boat and said with some emotion.
"Oh, isn't this normal?"
When Rocks heard what Whitebeard said, he chuckled and said jokingly.
"No matter who has a father as powerful as you, they will want to be lazy and idle."
"Besides, don't you also dote on your children?"
Having said that, Rocks didn't say anything more. He picked up the wine glass and started drinking from it in big gulps.
Whitebeard sat down cross-legged in silence.
He knew that what Rocks said was right. He really doted on his child too much, to the point where he couldn't bear to see his beloved son get seriously hurt.
However, when he thought of his sons, Whitebeard felt extremely happy.
“Gulala, who cares? No one can bully my son. Anyone who dares to hurt my son should prepare to face the wrath of Whitebeard!”
These words are full of confidence in one's own strength.
However, it is also true that there has been no one in this ocean who can defeat Whitebeard.
Rocks smiled and didn't say much.
Everyone has their own ideas, and it is impossible to completely change their ideas and positions just because of a few words from others.
Rocks and Whitebeard stopped discussing his sons and just drank happily.
The entire Whitebeard Pirates once again fell into a joyful banquet.
On a deck somewhere on the Moby Dick, Marco, who had escaped from the sandstorm tornado after Crocodile was defeated and escaped, was sitting alone in a corner drinking.
"Ah, I didn't expect that Phoenix's Marco would have such a frustrated expression."
Kuzan sat next to him with a bottle of wine in his hand and spoke jokingly.
"Tsk, stop making sarcastic remarks. Hey, Kuzan, be careful or I'll knock you away!"
Marco glanced at Kuzan unhappily and said in a bad tone.
"Haha, that only works if you have the ability."
Chuckling, Kuzan opened the bottle and drank directly.
"Tsk, bastard. You're a marine, but you stayed on the pirate ship for a whole day and drank all day. Aren't you afraid that the marines will find out and think you've betrayed them?"
Marco looked at Kuzan unhappily and asked directly.
"Well, never mind. I'm on vacation now."
"What a willful fellow. Come, let's not go home until we are drunk tonight!"
"Oh, that's a bit of a headache."
... ... ... ... ..(To be continued)