The Pirate Incarnate as Thunder

Chapter 628 The Battle of Long-cherished Wish Eleven

Apple sea.

"Come"

Shanks, who responded to Katakuri's invitation to fight with a bang, landed domineeringly on the undulating sea. His steady body and the ripples spreading under his feet represented the skillful application of his weapon colors.

"It's so refreshing. I really want to have a drink with you."

"Dong, dong" Katakuri raised the corner of his mouth and was completely opposite to him. He chose to take a few steps into the sky. The trident he held in both hands turned into a deep black under the burning white glutinous rice. Even the surrounding light He was also attracted, causing the sky where he was suddenly to enter the dark night.

“There will be opportunities in the future”

Shanks, who was also holding the sword in both hands, tilted it to his side and tapped it lightly on the sea surface. The microwave ripples were not waves that spread outward, but inward.

The strong wind that had been hovering around him became restrained at this moment, gently smoothing the undulating waves, forming an increasingly larger plane vortex at his feet.

Katakuri, who had taken everything in his eyes, tilted his body, turned his head downward, and began to accelerate in a swooping posture with a trident. In the darkness that was constantly condensing and penetrating, white flames representing light began to burn: "No, next year I will sprinkle you with the unparalleled rice cake white dragon"

The moment the clear sound of the chant spread across the sky, light suddenly appeared, and a snow-white, lifelike white dragon bathed in the flames of nothingness condensed out. Before it even got close to the sea, the mighty power overwhelmed the vast sea. sink.

Shanks was shrouded in the center, and the ripples coming towards him were not disordered. Instead, they gathered at his feet with doubled speed. Looking from a distance, it looked like a dazzling kaleidoscope.

"Fly free, Griffin"

After the ripples gathered to a certain extent, the sudden burst of waves pushed Shanks head-on into the white dragon's burning body.

The sword blade tilted upwards collided with the cold light in the open dragon head, and a violent wave that shook the sky and the sea began to spread. The sea was like a blanket that was lifted up, and the warships floating on it were like children's toys. They were easily swung into the sky and before they could fall, there was another wave. It was not until more than a dozen times in a row that the sea gradually calmed down with the roar of the wind.

The nearest "Redfors" and the "Daifuku" that was thrown far away were unable to watch the outcome of the battle in this terrible turbulence. The personnel on both sides looked at Beckman and Charlotte Daifuku.

"Why are you still dazed and come with me to save people?"

"Brothers, set sail"

The completely different attitudes of Daifuku and Beckman also represent the end of the battle. In the center of the battlefield, Katakuri quickly fell to the sea. At the moment of contact, a piece of white glutinous rice formed a landing place, but the trident in his hand no longer existed. , only half a short stick.

"Okay, thank you"

After patting a shivering Sea King turtle, Shanks took off his straw hat from its shell and covered the messy red hair that was the same color as the blood. The Griffin in his hand exuded under the afterglow of dusk. A bright halo appeared, seeming to be telling his victory.

After sheathing the sword, Shanks smiled faintly at Katakuri, who was covering his neck not far away: "Lucky, lucky."

"why"

Katakuri said half-heartedly, "Don't kill me." He wiped it from his neck to his waist to stop the bleeding. He didn't forget to pull up the scarf and turned into the perfect, handsome man.

"Because you want to drink, you said so."

Shanks, who deliberately deviated a little, was not aggressive. He turned around and left after laughing. Unless there was a legendary surgical result for that kind of injury, even if the body was cured, the opponent's energy would be exhausted. Within a few days, it would be impossible. It is impossible to join the war again.

The unwillingness, shame, and sadness that should have appeared after the defeat did not appear this time. Instead, Katakuri was thinking about the scene just now. Even though the opponent was suppressed by him at the beginning and even slowly retreated, he still persisted, especially in this scene. After laughing, he completed his counterattack against himself.

That smile was a bit silly, but very familiar. Just a few years ago, Roger smiled like this at the banquet held by his mother, so he became the Pirate King.

“What exactly is freedom?”

Looking at the same straw hat, Katakuri couldn't help but murmured. Shanks suddenly turned around: "What do you think it is?"

"It only exists in bondage. Without embankments, there is no sea."

"It's too heavy. My freedom is simply to do what I want to do, that's all."

Shanks, who finally waved his hands, boarded the battleship and was lifted up by the crowd. Then he threw him into the sky, caught him, and then threw away the emptiness and sadness after the war.

"They only have serious injuries. Whenever someone is in mortal danger, that man will save them in time. To be honest, if he hadn't cared so much about the lives of his companions, we would have been defeated long ago."

Daifuku, who came to Katakuri, took a look at Beckman, who was standing quietly at the bow of the ship watching the celebrations, a man who could defeat Cracker. It was really scary.

"One sun and one moon form a free world."

Katakuri smiled helplessly and looked away from the smiling Shanks' face: "Daifuku, there is no point in continuing to fight after asking everyone to withdraw."

"But mom"

As the absolute core of the team, Katakuri always speaks the truth, especially now that her mother is too busy to do anything else.

"It's not about leaving, it's about integrating everyone's strength to ensure that no third person will disturb my mother. Kaido, Black Carbon Orochi, and the three disasters from Wano are probably gone."

Katakuri's words made Daifuku's face turn extremely ugly. Everything happened so fast that he couldn't react at all.

"Don't hesitate any more. We are not hunters from the beginning, but we are not without hope. There is only so much we can do. If mom is blamed later, I will bear the anger."

"okay, I get it."

Although he was very unwilling to do so, Daifuku also understood how corrupt the current situation was. The enemy was fighting locally and had a steady stream of follow-up troops. Now that samurai from Wano were joining the war, how could they defeat such an opponent.

"Let's go, take me to the hospital ship. I want to see Sister Custard first."

Katakuri took the initiative to stretch out his arm, which made Dafu stunned. He had just pulled off his scarf. After all, he was far away and others couldn't see clearly. But he had never done such a weak movement outside in the past. made.

"We've already failed. How can we talk about perfection? Besides, I'm really tired."

"oh oh"

Dafu, who had a complicated expression, hurriedly supported him. Katakuri closed his eyes. The cheers and praises coming from the side of the red hair made his thoughts drift away: This family, the world that carries everyone's good times, will it ever end? Where to go