Pirate: Master Of Hueco Mundo

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Although he is a pirate, he rarely has direct conflicts with Marine, and rarely has friction with other pirate forces. Rather than saying that he is a pirate, it is better to say that he is the adjuster of this sea.

Because Shanks' philosophy has never been plunder and possession, his goal is to check and balance the entire sea.

Therefore, he was not only saddened by the death of Whitebeard and Ace, but also saddened by the news that tens of thousands of Marine soldiers died in battle.

"Are we, there's no need to go to South Blue anymore? The whole island doesn't exist anymore," Beckman said.

"That's right, I really can't go. The master of Hueco Mundo looks far more terrifying than we imagined. I believe he also understands that the real battlefield is on the Grand Line, so I must stay here. However, we still need to send Get a team and search for the Summermoby Dick," Shanks said.

"Yes, in the face of Hueco Mundo's attack, we can no longer be hostile to each other like before. We must draw in all forces to fight against the invasion." Beckman nodded.

"The legacy left by Whitebeard must be preserved..."

Naval Headquarters, Marineford, Hospital.

In the ward, all kinds of medical equipment surrounded the bed tightly. The person lying on the hospital bed was covered with bandages, and several hoses were inserted into his body.

This extremely frail patient is none other than "Aokiji" Kuzan, one of Marine's three Admirals.

He was cut off almost half of his body in the battle with the 4th Espada Hurley Bell. Fortunately, Tousen Kaname appeared in time and used the crossing gate to send him back to Naval Headquarters for treatment in time.

Outside the glass window, Sengoku, Akainu and Kizaru all stared anxiously at Aokiji in the isolation room. They all eagerly hoped that Aokiji's condition would improve, but in fact, after seventy-two hours passed, he showed no sign of waking up.

After a while, a nurse holding a form came out of the ward, and three people immediately surrounded her.

"How is Kuzan's condition?" Sengoku asked hurriedly.

"The situation of Kuzan Admiral is not optimistic..."

"What are you talking about! What is not optimistic!"

Akainu roared impatiently before the nurse finished speaking. The little nurse was so frightened that she yelled "Ah", and dropped the form in her hand to the ground.

"Sakazuki! Control your emotions!" Sengoku also shouted.

Akainu is very anxious, after all he suggested to leave Aokiji alone by the seaside in case of surprise attack. Aokiji was so badly injured, he couldn't escape the blame.

Akainu bent down, picked up the form, returned it to the nurse, and made an apologetic expression.

The nurse gave Akainu a blank look, and turned to Sengoku.

"Kuzan Admiral, you all know his situation. It is a certainty that his right hand and right leg will not be saved. And the internal organs on his right half are not infected because they are wrapped in ice. After so many operations, we He has done everything he can do, and he has been in a coma for three days and three nights, whether he can wake up or not depends on his own willpower." The nurse said word by word.

"Then it's all right?" Kizaru said, leaning against the wall, "If you don't have strong willpower, you can't be Marine's Admiral. If you really can recover by willpower, then Kuzan will wake up sooner or later."

The nurse scratched her head, not understanding what Kizaru meant.

"However, there is one more thing you need to understand." The nurse frowned, "Even if the patient wakes up with such an injury, he might..."

Sengoku, Akainu, and Kizaru lowered their heads at the same time, and they understood without the nurse saying. With the loss of his right hand and right foot, let alone fighting as a Marine Admiral, he may not even be able to live a normal life. Marine, this time, can be said to have suffered a traumatic loss...

Seeing the solemn expressions of the three people, the nurse didn't say anything, but left silently.

"Marshal..." Akainu said with his head down, "This is all my fault..."

"Okay!" Sengoku interrupted him, "This is not the place to say such things, let's talk about it when we go back."

Marineford, Marshal's Office.

When the three of Sengoku opened the door and walked into the office, they found that Crane was already sitting on the sofa.

"How is Kuzan doing?" Crane asked.

Sengoku shook his head, Tsuru saw it, and didn't ask any more questions.

"Well, it's a foregone conclusion. Excessive grief is useless. We have to look ahead and prepare for what's to come. Otherwise, Kuzan is by no means the last Admiral we lost," Crane said.

The three of them frowned at the same time. Sengoku sat down at his desk, and Akainu and Kizaru each sat down on the sofa.

"It's true to say so, but...but that's the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers!" Sengoku said sadly. "How should I explain to their families, how should I tell them

..."

"Killing the intruders back is the best answer to them," Crane said.

"To put it lightly, if it wasn't for the help of Shinigami from the Soul Society (obtained) this time, we might lose all three Admirals in South Blue..." Sengoku lowered his head, "Speaking of which, I should I am fully responsible for this incident, I was the one who made the decision too recklessly at the time...

"If that's the case, all the senior management of our Marine should be responsible for this incident." Crane said, "But when it comes to being responsible, how should we take responsibility? In the final analysis, we still need to drive away the intruders, so as to Come to atone."

"Since just now, you have said that you want to drive away the intruders, so why don't I want to? But how..."

"Although we have lost an Admiral, I have been looking for newcomers to fight against the invasion of Hueco Mundo." A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of He's mouth, "Please allow me to introduce Marine Admiral's backup to you— — Mr. Fujitora."