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Chapter 72
just died~
I don't feel anything special~
I don't know if I can still meet that bastard Roger?
At the last moment when the last touch of consciousness completely sank, the corner of White Beard's mouth was smiling.

At least, at the last moment, he still protected his child with this dragging body.

Little Marco, that idiot, is probably still sleeping?

Stupid, how could a son die in place of his father~
Consciousness completely sank, and I don't know how long it took, the decayed and cold body unexpectedly regained its senses.

"This is?"

Doubts rose from White Beard's heart.

The next moment, Whitebeard slowly opened his eyes.

It was Marco who caught his eye. At this time, Marco was smiling, with a faint blue flame hazy covering his face, covering up the abnormal paleness.

"Father, you're awake~"

Silence, long silence.

The next moment, Whitebeard suddenly became furious, his five fingers turned into claws, and he forcibly tore the space apart. He punched out an almost materialized air cannon, and smashed it at a palm distance from Marco's facade. The strong wind blew Marco's hair into pieces. Blowing scattered and drifting.

In the end, the punch did not hit.

"Asshole, asshole, asshole, I will die as soon as I die, who told you to come to me!"

Marco chuckled out loud.

"Father, I'm not dead yet, and you're not dead either."

"If you don't believe me, look around, or test your body."

White Beard froze for a moment, the sudden news was somewhat beyond his expectation.

So much so that I couldn't even hear what was wrong with Marco's words.

After moving his body slightly, his broken head returned to normal, and the big hole in his chest also completely recovered. Even the almost incurable body wounds left by him due to years of fighting have healed a lot at this time.

No, more than that, it should be mostly healed!
The whole body gave him an unprecedented relaxed feeling, as if he had been ten years younger.

Whitebeard didn't immediately be ecstatic, but frowned instead.

As the emperor who has crossed the sea for decades, Whitebeard's wisdom is not much inferior to his strength.

He didn't know the saying that there must be a demon when things go wrong, but he also understood the similar truth.

The hidden wounds on his body could not be cured by Marco using hundreds of methods, and could only be suppressed by numerous medicines. How could it be possible that he suddenly healed so much now?
Not to mention, he remembers very clearly that not long ago, that rebellious son of Tiqi, who teamed up with the admiral to attack him, had completely exhausted all his strength.

He should be dead already.

A sense of uneasiness, an extremely strong sense of uneasiness suddenly rose from my heart.

The dead self was resurrected suddenly, and most of his body was healed. Even his white beard had never heard of such a method. Marco definitely did not have such a method, and there was no other person here.

If it's really because of Marco...

Whitebeard no longer dared to continue imagining.

After a moment of silence, Whitebeard took a step forward. His steps were very steady and full of majesty. Each step was comparable to more than ten steps of an ordinary person.

Step by step, Marco is getting closer.

Seeing his father's vigorous pace, Marco smiled.

"Long time no see what Dad looks like now~"

The uneasiness in Whitebeard's heart climbed to the extreme at this moment.

"Marco, you..."

"Dad, the Whitebeard Pirates can't live without you, everyone can't live without you, everyone can't live without you."

"So, Dad, you can't die, not under any circumstances."

"Marco!!" Whitebeard suddenly moved several times faster.

However, it is still too late!
An extremely gentle breeze blew, and Marco's whole body stood upright, looking backward and falling.

"Marco!!"

With a sound of a touch, the ground was directly crushed, and Whitebeard rushed up as fast as he could in his life, hugging Marco's fallen body.

Feeling the rapidly dissipating breath of life in Marco's body, Whitebeard's face turned extremely ugly.

"Bastard, bloody bastard, who told you to do that!"

Marco was still smiling: "Dad, you have horse urine in the corner of your eye."

"It's too ugly, dad, you're a white beard."

"Don't talk nonsense, bastard, Marco, you bastard, hold on to me!"

"Let's go, let's find a doctor right now, the best doctor in the whole sea, and the navy, no matter where it is, I will take you to find it, you bastard brat, hold on to me, daddy I didn't settle accounts with you!"

"It's useless, Dad~"

"I have already felt that my soul is changing, and that person really hit the mark. The power of the devil fruit may really have something to do with the soul."

"Daddy, I'm tired, take me home~"

"Marco, Marco, you bastard, open your eyes for me, if you dare to close them, I will kill you, you hear me!!"

"Hey Hey hey……"

A helpless and speechless voice came from the side.

"You two, although your father-son drama is quite exciting."

"However, I'm sorry, if we continue, this product will really be hopeless~"

"Who!"

Whitebeard turned around abruptly, and his sharp gaze suddenly turned to the place where the sound came from. Even if he looked directly at him, it gave people a terrible sense of oppression.

The white beard in a young state, in this sea world, can almost turn into an equal sign of invincibility.

Under the gaze of White Beard, a stone came to the two of them with a hop.

Marco, who was already in a trance, stretched out his hand vigorously to stop the white beard who was about to strike, and looked at the comer with a blurred vision.

"Revival Stone?"

"No, no, this voice is Mr. Lu?"

The resurrection stone that floated in front of the two slowly floated up.

"That's right, it seems that I haven't completely lost my mind!"

The next moment, a phantom fist protruded from the side of the Resurrection Stone, and it slapped Marco's head.

"You're so smart, you don't discuss with the people in the group when something happens, you're just waiting to die like an idiot!!"

"Fortunately, because of the idiot's situation in the ancient three links last time, I deliberately kept a hand, and left something on this resurrection stone."

After finishing speaking, the little slap slapped down again.

"Idiot, Gu Santong killed himself because of his pride, and was resurrected by chance, but that thing is inseparable. If you die this wave, you will really be finished. The kind that can directly open the banquet, don't you understand!"

"Even, if it's so special, maybe I will be the cook to send you away!"

Whitebeard had a gloomy face, trying not to get angry, because it seemed that this inexplicable stone knew Marco very well.

Marco was silent.

Just as he was about to say something, he slapped him again.

"Don't bullshit me anymore, I don't care about your friendship, father-son relationship, etc. Hurry up and open the group and get my body here."

"If you keep talking, you can really start the banquet directly!"

(End of this chapter)