“Phew, looks like I only slept for a little while.”
Yamato woke up on Genesect’s back, gazing at the sun overhead. She felt like she had only slept for a few minutes.
After all, the position of the sun hadn’t changed since she fell asleep. But when she reactivated Rotom, she noticed something was amiss.
“Weird, why did time go backwards? Rotom, is your clock malfunctioning?”
“No, Rotomm, all functions are in good condition.”
“Strange.”
“Miss Yamato, you’ve been asleep for a whole day.”
At this time, King on the side revealed the truth. She had gone to sleep early in the morning on the fourth day and woke up early in the morning of the fifth day. She had slept a full day and night, and at this time, the battle below was finally reaching its conclusion.
Yamato, now awake, rubbed her eyes and decided not to dwell on the issue further. Instead, she directed Rotom’s camera back down below.
Meanwhile, in Onigashima, as Yamato and Rotom woke up, the broadcast feed cleared up once again. The battle between Whitebeard and Kaido seemed to be reaching its climax.
Whitebeard bore three claw marks on his chest, the marks left by Kaido’s dragon claws. Besides these, there were numerous cuts and bruises of varying sizes.
Kaido was in a similar state. Although covered by dark dragon scales, one could still see the almost twisted bruises on them. There was a huge wound on his left shoulder. Although it was no longer bleeding, one could still see that it was Whitebeard’s handiwork.
They had ceased large-scale attacks as both of their stamina was reaching their limits.
“Hey, wake up, it looks like Boss Kaido’s about to win.”
“Look, look, Whitebeard’s injured!”
“Stop eating, missing a meal won’t kill you, the broadcast is back!”
The human brain tends to filter what it wants to see, so to some extent, these people ignored the wounds on Kaido’s body.
With their shouts, more and more onlookers gathered in the spacious area. With the increasing noise, Ulti also groggily woke up.
“Ummm~ This bed is surprisingly comfortable.”
“Oh, if you like it, you can lie a bit longer.”
Seeing Maria’s smile, Ulti sensed something was off. Her still-drowsy mind woke up completely in a minute. Sleeping on someone else’s leg was like public execution to her, especially with Page One sleeping soundly beside her.
“Pay-tan! Get up quickly, stop sleeping, the battle has begun!”
Uncharacteristically flustered, Ulti didn’t even retorted. She dragged Page One away from Maria’s thigh and swiftly changed the subject before Page One could react.
….
The small island now resembled a football field in size. Watching Whitebeard gasping for breath, Kaido even felt a bit of admiration for this monster.
“Newgate, you old geezer, can you still fight for five days and nights at your age?”
“Gurararara, don’t underestimate me, brat. When I made a name for myself, you were just a kid following Linlin around. I could go for another five days without any problem!”
Having battled with the awakened Zoan-type for five days and nights, Whitebeard was living up to his monstrous reputation. In fact, Kaido’s stamina was also reaching its limit.
Whitebeard’s awakening is truly terrifying. While advanced Armament Haki operates on the principle of damaging the enemy’s internal organs by hitting them from a distance, and aim to penetrate the surface-level Armament Haki and achieve its own attack.
Whitebeard’s awakening allows his ability to have a similar effect, albeit not ignoring external defenses like Haki, but close enough.
Combined with his terrifying destructive power, it was something no ordinary person could withstand.
Moreover, his environmental destruction, especially in a native battle, was the biggest problem. Even if one could defeat him, it would result in irreversible damage to the islands.
“Worororo, Newgate, your era… is over!”
With a powerful push from his legs, Kaido in his Human-Dragon form leaped into the air. He had squeezed every ounce of strength from his body. Despite enduring five days and nights of relentless battle, his Haki had become even more formidable than before.
As a “teacher,” one must not only impart knowledge to students but also undergo self-growth. In his duel with Whitebeard, it seemed that Kaido had broken through something.
“Conqueror of Three Worlds Ragnaraku • Dragon Scale Dance!”
Lightning, Haki, the power of the dragon—Kaido unleashed his strongest strike. Wherever the Hassaikai passed, even the air itself seemed to wail.
Kaido’s words that his era had passed seemed to sting Whitebeard’s heart as he recalled the passing of one powerful person after another, but thinking of his family members, the most cherished thing in his life, Whitebeard seemed to realize something.
No longer emanating white light, the power of the Quake-Quake Fruit was compressed onto the blade of Murakumogiri, and then he enveloped it with the Conqueror’s Haki.
“When my era ends… is up to me to decide! You can’t dictate when it ends!”
Boom!
Though Morgans had pressed the shutter, he soon had to cover his ears. The sound of the explosion was too powerful; for a moment, besides the buzzing in his ears, he seemed to hear nothing else.
But his face revealed an unmistakable smile. To him, this trip was worth it.
The island beneath their feet began to crack and shatter. Soon, apart from the two footholds, the island was erased from the world. From now on, no one would be able to tell that there was an island here before.
Watching the blood drip from his chest, Kaido’s expression was somewhat complex.
With his current physique, this wound wouldn’t leave a scar, but since Kozuki Oden, this was the first time he had been injured so severely.
Whitebeard’s condition was equally grim. The bandana on his head had flown off somewhere, his hands trembling slightly. It wasn’t the effect of vibration but the aftermath of the clash.
His steps seemed slightly unsteady, but with the Murakumogiri’s hilt planted on the ground, he steadied himself.
“Newgate, I’ve won.”
“Brat, you really are arrogant. Looking at your state, can you even call this a victory?”
He could tell that Kaido’s condition wasn’t much better. Although Zoan-types had stronger regenerative abilities, they were both in a weakened state.
“Newgate, you seek family, but your family is too weak, while my comrades are much stronger than yours.”
Indeed, in their current states, Kaido couldn’t be considered to have won. At most, they were evenly matched, but at this moment, something appeared in Kaido’s hand—a withered grass.
But before he could act, King and Marco arrived one after another, bringing the same news. In the distance, on the horizon of the sea, another ship appeared—a dog-head ship…
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