Chương 1561: On top of the war (173)

"One after another? Then put out these lights one by one!"

Imna's voice, which was unclear whether it was male or female, suddenly sounded, and the tone was somewhat ethereal, as if it came from another world.

There was a sense of indifference and disdain in his voice, and it seemed that he did not take Whitebeard's words to heart.

However, at this moment, Im's eyes suddenly lit up, and his gaze was like lightning, looking straight in the direction of the Navy Headquarters.

The corners of Yim's mouth rose slightly, revealing a faint smile.

That smile contained both confidence and a hint of elusiveness.

"Let me see how much you have grown!"

As Yim finished speaking, the scene changed.

Whitebeard stood there like a mountain, his eyes closed, as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with him.

However, he could clearly hear the crying of his sons behind him, the crying was like the weeping of a cuckoo, tugging at his heart.

"Forgive me, sons," Whitebeard said silently in his heart.

"I left behind such an incorrigible bastard and brought you endless trouble. I got everything from you, and now, I'm done. It's been a long journey!"

Whitebeard's mind began to flash back to his entire life, the days he spent with his sons, the sailing voyages full of adventures and challenges.

Every moment was played in front of his eyes like a movie, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "What a wonderful sailing trip!"

Suddenly, a smile appeared on Whitebeard's face, a smile of relief, as if he had let go of all his burdens and worries.

He whispered, "Thank you! Goodbye, sons!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Whitebeard's heart stopped beating and his breathing stopped instantly.

His body still stood there, without any shaking, like a sculpture that had lost its life.

This scene caused the remaining dozen members of the Whitebeard Pirates to completely collapse. They burst into tears and could not accept this cruel fact.

Those who had old ties with Whitebeard couldn't help but feel sad after seeing this scene, and their eyes were blurred with tears.

And Blackbeard, the man who once betrayed Whitebeard, was standing not far away, looking at his dead father in front of him.

Cold sweat dripped down his forehead and his face was filled with an expression of disbelief.

"He... actually died standing up!"

Blackbeard muttered, his voice echoing in the silent air with a hint of fear and awe.

He opened his eyes wide, staring at the towering white beard, as if he was seeing the end of a legend.

The sailors' eyes widened, beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads, and their gazes were fixed on Whitebeard, as if they couldn't believe what was happening before their eyes.

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from the crowd: "Whitebeard is dead!"

This shout was like thunder, instantly breaking the originally solemn atmosphere.

Then, in the next second, an earth-shaking roar erupted in the Navy Headquarters.

Fifty or sixty thousand sailors seemed to be ignited and cheered in unison. The sound was deafening and echoed throughout Marinford.

"Whitebeard is finally dead!"

"This demon is finally dead!"

"Great, this pirate is finally dead!"

Various cheers rose and fell, interweaving together to form a huge wave of sound, stirring in the air.

People's faces were filled with excitement and joy, as if they had been suppressed for too long and were finally released at this moment.

At the same time, the news of Whitebeard's death was spreading around the world at an alarming speed through the video-phone mushi.

Reporters from various news agencies hurriedly picked up the phones and anxiously dialed the numbers of the newspapers behind them, their voices revealing excitement that was difficult to conceal.

"Headquarters, headquarters, urgent news from Marinford, Whitebeard is dead! Whitebeard is dead!"

The editors on the other end of the phone were equally shocked, and they repeatedly confirmed the authenticity of the news.

"Really? Whitebeard is really dead? Are you sure?"

"Is that Whitebeard finally dead?"

The news of Whitebeard's death spread across the world like a whirlwind.

When the people of the world first heard the news, they felt unbelievable. After all, Whitebeard has always been a powerful and invincible existence in their hearts.

However, as the news was continuously confirmed, people's mood began to change.

First there was shock, then there was ecstasy.

For many people, Whitebeard's death means the end of an era and the elimination of a threat.

As a result, people from all over the world took to the streets, cheering and celebrating the death of the pirate whom they regarded as a devil.

An atmosphere of joy permeated the city, with people's laughter and cheers intertwined and lingering for a long time.

"Extra, Extra, Whitebeard Edward Newgate died in Marineford. The Whitebeard Pirates' attempt to rescue Fire Fist Ace has officially failed!"

This shocking news was like a bombshell, instantly causing an uproar around the world.

The news agency, which had been prepared, immediately seized the opportunity and spread the news quickly.

"Great, we finally eliminated Whitebeard!"

"The Whitebeard Pirates are finally finished!"

"The war is about to end!"

"We can finally live a peaceful life!"

People all over the world were delighted when they learned that the powerful pirate Whitebeard was dead.

They believed that the destruction of this notorious pirate group meant that their lives would no longer be threatened and the world would return to peace.

However, the truth behind this is far from simple.

In order to win this massive war involving nearly 200, 000 people on both sides, the Navy Headquarters paid a huge price.

Not only did they invest a lot of manpower and material resources, they also requested huge grants from the world government.

The source of funds for the world government is naturally drawn from the people.

In order to support the Navy Headquarters' premeditated battle, the World Government imposed heavy taxes on a global scale, which suddenly increased the living burden of people all over the world and made them miserable.

At the Navy Headquarters, the aftermath of the war has not yet subsided.

Although the core members of the Whitebeard Pirates are dead, the impact of this battle is far beyond people's imagination.

Navy Headquarters.

"Fufufufufufufu, there is no doubt that this era is about to begin to become turbulent!"

Doflamingo stood on the high platform, overlooking the fierce battlefield below, with a sneer on his face.

The battle between the Rockefeller Kingdom and the Navy has just begun, and both sides are aggressive and unwilling to give in.

"It's just that it's hard to imagine how this scene will end!"

Doflamingo thought to himself.