I, Sakazuki, Will Not Take a Dog Easily

That too weird sense made Sakalski suspect that Whitebeard no longer belonged to the same species as them.

No normal human being can survive without the heart pumping blood, the lungs not breathing, and the rest of the internal organs being charred.

If we really think about it, the only organ and tissue that Whitebeard still maintains physiologically is the brain.

That is to say——

Will is still driving this body.

There is some truth in describing Edward Newgate at this time as inhuman.

This kind of close witness to the "monster awakening and birth" makes people feel physically creepy.

At this moment, it seemed that any sound from the outside world was blocked, and the noisy and chaotic battlefield disappeared without a trace in Sakaski's ears.

The rapidly beating heart in his chest made a clearly recognizable thumping sound, and the blood flow accelerated in various blood vessels, like amalgam, streaks of blood-colored horses shuttled through the limbs and bones.

With the influx of adrenaline, Sakaski's pupils contracted unconsciously, and the world reflected by those eyes seemed to have come to a standstill.

The huge battlefield became more and more blurred, and only the burly figure in front of him remained in his pupils.

The time in the outside world is slowly flowing in Sakaski's eyes, and the fist swung from the side is being enlarged in his field of vision.

The outside world is only half a second, but the body feeling falling on Sakalski is as long as a few minutes.

With both feet on Whitebeard's chest, Sakaski directly kicked hard with his lower body, pushing his body away from Whitebeard's attack range with counterforce.

It can be seen that under the arrogance of Wen Se, his body reacts much slower than the waving movement of that arm.

Can't hide!

Absolutely... Absolutely can't hide!

Even though the supercharging in the body provided a huge thrust for the magma fruit ability user, but he wanted to get out of the attack range before the desperate white beard, but he was still an inch short.

It's only an inch, but it's like a moat.

The close distance created Sakalski's killer blow to Whitebeard, but he didn't know that, and vice versa.

Seeing that there was no hope of escaping, this military warrior known for his fierce killing suddenly became fierce in his heart.

Those who cherish their lives too much on the battlefield often end badly, but why was he, Sakaski, the kind of person who was greedy for life and afraid of death?

In this top battle, he certainly has many titles and identities: admiral, battlefield commander... But the most important and fundamental thing is that he is a soldier, which is no different from other sea soldiers.

The two great pirates, White Beard and Golden Lion, have fallen one after another, which is of great significance to the Navy.

They not only represent the pinnacle of the pirate group, but also serve as the living history of the great pirate era, running through and witnessing the rise and fall of pirate activities.

And as a symbol of the end of an era of evil, no matter how heavy the price of this war is, Sakaski is bound to make justice and order manifest in the sea.

For Sakalski, this war is not just a fight to wipe out the Four Emperors.

From the moment Whitebeard was dying, it had been upgraded to a contest of will between him and Edward Newgate.

Hidden under Edward Newgate's powerful three-color arrogance, the strongest superhuman fruit, and extraordinary physique, his indestructible spirit is the root of making Whitebeard the world's strongest man.

In the one-on-one battle against Charlotte Lingling in the past, Sakaski already understood Karp's words.

[Heart] is not limited to beating the heart and pushing blood to all parts of the body, but is built on the body.

That is the most core embodiment of the word "heart" - a spirit that cannot be indelible or destroyed by external forces.

What he saw and heard on the battlefield today, whether it is the golden lion or the white beard, their amazing fighting will has benefited Sakasky a lot.

Maybe I still have an ambition that I haven't displayed, but since I am a soldier, I should be aware of it the moment I set foot on the battlefield, even if I die on the battlefield and I don't hesitate to be shrouded in horse leather.

The brain's instinctive attempt to induce the body to make an evasive potential reaction, but he used his rationality to force down this doomed futile move.

He raised his arm, intending to hit the white bearded head with a blow of ghost dog, to completely defeat this man who claims to be the strongest in the world.

Whether physically or mentally.

Suddenly, he could feel his body lighten suddenly. Since Fujitora can manipulate the gravity wave to lift the sky full of rocks and islands to the sky, it is of course no problem to put Sakaski in a state of weightlessness.

Immediately afterwards, the cold air that was still entwined on Whitebeard's body rolled towards him, combined with the reverse thrust of Sakaski's feet and the state of complete weightlessness, the three forces converged in the same direction in an instant, making the already Your Excellency the General, who was about to continue fighting Whitebeard, was pushed far away.

A shadow of a fist brushed against the tip of Sakaski's nose, and the strong wind from it made him almost unable to open his eyes. Where the fist passed, the skin on his cheek also ached faintly.

The shock wave that almost hit Sakaski's body passed him by, and directly dug out a large hole less than three meters in the ground.

The edge of the pothole is as smooth as a mirror, as if it has been carefully polished by people. In the hemispherical pothole, the soil is fine and compact, which is quite different from the soft soil around it, as if it has been crushed by a huge force.

Sakarski landed firmly next to Kuzan, he glanced at the not-so-big pothole on the ground with lingering fear, and secretly estimated the price of hard-hitting the hit.

Killing him in one blow is unlikely, but getting seriously injured is almost inevitable.

Kuzan, who was also in shock, turned his head to look at the reckless man, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his hand.

The two looked at each other, and suddenly complained in unison:

"What are you doing? You don't want to die!?"

"What are you doing? I was about to completely kill Whitebeard just now!"

Hearing the sound, Kuzan couldn't help but get angry. He pointed back at the white beard who was attacking them again: "Just run away from that distance! Why are you fighting back?!"

[You thought I didn't want to at first? ] But when the words came to his lips, the face-saving Sakaski praised Ku with a straight face and raised his chin: "I am not good at running away!"

During the speech, a flash of light inserted into the gap between the two, cutting off the conversation.

"Hey hey hey! Now that you have the strength to bicker, why not think about how to deal with that monster?" Polusalino looked around with a little headache.

The two little brothers, who fought fiercely every day, refused to accept the other, which showed that the other was in trouble, but they were honest and decisive in taking rescue actions.

Whitebeard's state at this time is very frightening.

The strength and reaction speed have not decreased but increased. The demon that seems to be selective and devours is entrenched in his body, squeezing and absorbing the last vitality of this body.

"Sakasky, answer me, when will people die?" The white beard stared intently at the figure that was gradually moving away from his melee attack range: "Is it when the blood dries up? Or the moment when the heart stops beating? Or were the organs destroyed, the bones broken?"

Quietly listening to the white beard's question, Sakaski opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he pursed his lips tightly, waiting for the conclusion that the other party seemed to be asking a question but was actually asking himself.

"Someone told me that when I was forgotten, no one will remember your name, your deeds, or even your everything." With difficulty opening and closing his lips and teeth, Edward Newgate sighed softly: "But I But I just feel that if a person is killed, he will die, it's that simple.

I know very well what my death means. I am a remnant of the old age. In the new world, there is no ship for me to ride.

The Black Sail Alliance will face extinction, and the power of the Navy Headquarters will also expand unprecedentedly.