102 Brontes vs Whitebeard
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"He is finally here. I've been waiting here for three days, I started thinking that won't come, but now he is here..." In the distant waters, seeing Brontes's warship flying in the sky and the Moby Dick anchored at sea, Morgans, who was holding his camera, became incredibly excited.
He had been waiting for this moment for whole three days, and now it had finally arrived.
"Rumble!"
As Morgans rowed his boat closer quietly. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck, and he immediately seized the opportunity.
"Chiik! Chiik! Chiik!"
His fingers rapidly pressed the camera shutter, luckily he brought enough films to record everything otherwise the film inside the camera would only be enough for a few minutes before it completely filled.
The sea around them seemed to sense the impending clash, with waves growing tumultuous, as if nature itself was bracing for the confrontation.
A gust of wind carried the salt and the scent of an approaching storm, signaling the brewing battle.
...
At this moment, the atmosphere on the Moby Dick was extremely tense, the air almost seemed to freeze.
Whitebeard stared at Brontes, his pupils and whites of his eyes were not visible, leaving only dark, hollow eyes.
The members of the Whitebeard Pirates grouped around Brontes, with Marco, Jozu, Vista, Thatch, and even Blackbeard, each picking up their weapons, ready for battle.
In a brief moment of reflection, Whitebeard recalled the last time he faced Brontes, one fierce clash that had ended in a stalemate. Those memories brought a mix of respect and rivalry that had aged like fine wine.
Eventually, Whitebeard lowered his head!
"Yes, it's been a long time, the last time we met was after you became an Admiral." Whitebeard said, his eyes gazing at Brontes standing in front of him.
"What brings you to my territory? Did the Marine send you to deal with me because they can't?" Asked Whitebeard with a sneer, his voice echoing the pride of a legendary pirate not easily intimidated.
"If that were the case, I wouldn't have come alone." Brontes said: "I would have brought the entire naval force with me. How about you Whitebeard? I see you gathered all your forces here, are you afraid that I will come after you?"
Upon hearing this, Whitebeard immediately turned his gaze to Marco and the others, realizing that Marco had informed the others without his knowledge.
In fact, he noticed that all his captains had returned to the ship in the past two days.
Whitebeard didn't say anything; instead, he felt a sense of relief. These were his children, and having such a group of children who were courageous enough to dare to fight a monster like Brontes in order to protect him, this care and bond made him happy.
In a quiet moment, Whitebeard's thoughts drifted to the many battles they had faced together, the lives lost, and the bonds forged. It was not just about protecting him; it was about protecting their family, their way of life.
"Grurururu! Are you scared, lighting brat?" Whitebeard laughed heartily, his laughter cutting through the tension.
"Scared? There is no such word in my dictionary. Aside from you, it would be easy for me to kill anyone in the Whitebeard Pirates." Brontes said calmly, his confidence unshaken by the display of unity before him.
"Hmph!"
Whitebeard snorted coldly, and a burst of Conqueror's Haki exploded from him.
"Booom!"
Brontes simultaneously unleashed his own Conqueror's Haki, and the two forces clashed in the air with a thunderous boom.
The sea below them quivered, as if cowering from the unleashed power.
"Rumble!"
The collision between the two Conqueror's Hakis was like an invisible shockwave, instantly silencing the entire sea area.
The members of the Whitebeard Pirates slid backwards, while the weaker ones were mentally shocked and fainted almost instantly.
For a moment, the world seemed to stand still, the very air charged with the power of their wills. The sky above darkened, black clouds swirling as if to mirror the clash of titans below.
For Whitebeard, his crew members were his family. To him, anyone who tries to attack his family was like attacking him directly.
The threat posed by Brontes at this moment had touched Whitebeard's bottom line.
With both wielding Conqueror's Haki, their eyes locked onto each other, their incompatible auras collided in the air.
Black lightning seemed to form between them, as if the air itself was frictionally colliding.
The spectacle was both terrifying and awe-inspiring, a testament to their immense power.
Beneath Brontes's feet, the deck began to crack, and the chair behind Whitebeard also showed some cracks.
"The clash of Conqueror's Haki!"
Blackbeard, hiding behind, shielded his eyes with one hand, looked at the scene in shock and awe.
Despite his scheming nature, even he could not hide his fear and excitement at the power display.
Witnessing the collision between Brontes and Whitebeard, he still felt terrified. The power of these two was far beyond his imagination.
Blackbeard smiled, watching the conflict between Whitebeard and Brontes he felt a little happy, even deliberately trying to make his presence less noticeable, not wanting others to see anything unusual about him.
"Pops!"
Marco and the others looked at Whitebeard with concern. Each of them knew the toll such a battle could take on him, especially given his age and previous injuries.
Whitebeard was not young anymore. Coupled with the old wounds from his frequent battles, and the side effects of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit, Marco was most aware of Whitebeard's physical condition and worried about it.
As the tension escalated, the air seemed to thicken, charged with anticipation for the battle that was to come.
The clash of their Conqueror's Haki continued, forming a wall in the air so dense that a piece of steel thrown at it could be flattened.
The point of their clash created a force that twisted the air around it, sending ripples across the turbulent sea below. The nearby wildlife, sensing the overwhelming aura, scattered in panic, as birds took to the sky and marine creatures dived deeper.
Even from a distance, Morgans, looking at the Moby Dick through a high-powered lens, felt terror.
Although he could speak and had habits like humans, his nature was more animalistic.
The burst of Conqueror's Haki from just now made him feel extremely terrified, yet there was a gleam of determination in his eyes.
"They are finally going to fight? The conflict is escalating, but it's a pity I can't watch it from close. It would be too dangerous!" Morgans bit his beak, clutching his feathers tightly, pondering whether to go closer or not.
His mind raced with thoughts of the stories he could tell, the history he was witnessing. This battle was more than a spectacle; it was a legacy, his legacy as a journalist.
Eventually, he lifted his head, his gaze was filled with excitement. "I must see this battle no matter what." He murmured, a hint of resolve mixing with the fear in his voice.
Morgans took out a Den Den Mushi, and soon a seabird flew over. Morgans climbed onto the back of the seabird, as he decided to watch the battle from the air.
However, the seabird didn't dare to get too close, as the aura below was too terrifying, especially the clash of Conqueror's Haki.
The air crackled with unseen energy, making even the bravest creatures wary of approaching.
"Lightning brat!" On the Moby Dick, Whitebeard suddenly drew a naginata from his side and slashed directly at Brontes.
"Thor's Spear!"
Brontes's arm burst with lightning, a metal spear wrapped in electricity, striking towards Whitebeard's naginata.
"Boom! Rumble!" The sound of their weapons clashing echoed across the sea, sending a shockwave that made the seabird tremble.
Morgans, holding onto the bird tightly, couldn't help but marvel at the sight. The sky darkened as if nature itself was reacting to their might, with flashes of lightning illuminating the scene, a dramatic backdrop to their epic confrontation.
In the midst of their battle, Whitebeard chuckled: "You've grown stronger, Brontes. But not strong enough to defeat me!" His voice boomed over the noise of the clash.
Brontes responded with a calm voice: "We'll see about that, old man. Today might just be the day your reign ends!"
