Chapter 322: Chapter 322: That Brave, Huh?

Vir walked away.

No one stopped him.

His words had left Binz scowling.

“What the hell! Who does he think he is?” Binz spat, clearly irritated.

Hearing this, Zephyr, who had remained silent until now, finally had enough.

“Binz, you’re getting too worked up.”

Zephyr’s face was stern.

Even he would have been furious at Binz’s behavior.

But after all, Binz was his student.

He couldn’t exactly chew him out in front of Vir.

Binz was taken aback by his teacher’s words, his face twisting in surprise.

“So what if he left? Ain’t said her bones are fine now, right? We can take her back for treatment.”

“Right, Ain?”

Binz turned to Ain, who nodded in confirmation—her bones were indeed no longer an issue.

At this, Zephyr could only shake his head in disappointment.

He said nothing more, merely waving his hand to signal Binz to take Ain to the rear for treatment.

Watching their retreating figures, Zephyr sighed helplessly.

Glancing in the direction Vir had gone, Zephyr made up his mind—if that kid survived, he’d make sure to compensate him double for that lost vial of medicine.

With that thought, Zephyr steeled himself.

Scanning the battlefield and finding no trace of Vir, he immediately headed toward the area where Aokiji and Kizaru were locked in combat.

Two Admirals struggling against one opponent…

These brats really need more training, Zephyr thought as he hurried over.

Meanwhile, with Aokiji no longer holding her back, Yamato had been ready to bulldoze her way forward—until another obstacle appeared.

A man in a flamboyant pink coat.

Red-tinted sunglasses perched on his nose.

None other than Doflamingo.

Truthfully, Doflamingo hadn’t intended to stop her.

But Yamato’s indiscriminate rampage had swept him up in the chaos—and that pissed him off.

Who the hell was this nobody? Some random brat he’d never even heard of before, daring to mess with him?

Enraged, Doflamingo immediately clashed with Yamato.

Watching this, Vir couldn’t help but facepalm.

Doffy… are you serious?

Do you even know who you’re dealing with?

Do you know who her father is?

Tsk tsk tsk.

Vir could already picture it—Kaido, seeing this on the big screen, storming into Dressrosa after the war and smashing Doflamingo’s glasses with a single Thunder Bagua.

That would be a sight to behold.

But what Vir didn’t know was…

This scene might happen even sooner.

“Where the hell did this white-haired brat come from?! You dare pick a fight with me?! I’ll rip your leg off before this is over!”

“Five Color Strings!”

Doflamingo cackled as he taunted Yamato.

Already injured from her earlier fight with Aokiji, Yamato was struggling to overpower him.

At full strength, she would’ve outmatched him easily.

“Not bad, girl. You’ve got the looks. How about warming my bed?”

“Nice curves. Your parents must have good genes.”

“Come on, hit me harder! If you can’t entertain me, I’ll slaughter your whole family!”

“Fufufufufufu!”

Perhaps because Yamato was both attractive and reckless, Doflamingo seemed unusually excited.

His words, however, made Vir break out in a cold sweat.

Bro… you’ve got some serious guts.

(Doflamingo: Hell yeah! I’m the bravest of them all!)

You’re gonna kill her whole family?

Rip her leg off?

Make her warm your bed?

Damn, Doffy…

You’re the real hero here.

The rest of them are nothing compared to you.

You’re the strongest.

Hope you stay this brave later.

*BOOM! CRASH!*

Another deafening explosion rang out.

Turning, Vir saw Marco now completely engulfed in magma, his body severely burned.

The scorching heat was nearly melting him alive.

Yet, within the molten rock, a faint blue flame still flickered stubbornly.

But it was wavering—on the verge of being snuffed out.

Jina’s eyes were red, tears streaming down her face.

She was filled with regret.

Regret for not going with him.

Now, she could only watch helplessly from the sidelines.

Even Rayleigh frowned.

He saw it clearly—if this continued, Marco would die.

If Akainu wasn’t stopped soon, Marco’s injuries would become irreversible.

Even if Akainu relented, Marco would still succumb to his wounds.

Was it really…

Was that guy really going to fall there?

The memory of a young Marco still felt like yesterday.

Now, he was reaching his final moments.

Rayleigh’s expression was heavy.

On the execution platform, Ace’s eyes burned with fury.

“MARCO!!”

He screamed in desperation.

Marco had been the first to welcome him aboard the ship—family in every sense.

But now, like Jina, he was powerless.

Just another helpless spectator.

Vir, however, wasn’t worried.

He simply watched Marco’s unwavering defiance in the face of death and sighed.

A line from the anime flashed in his mind:

“The world knows Luffy lost his beloved brother… but who remembers Marco lost everything?”

Sigh.

He really tried his best.

He gave it his all.

But… in the end, he still lost it all.

Old Ma… you really leave people at a loss for words.

*BOOM—CRACK!*

A tremendous shockwave suddenly rippled across the battlefield, snapping Vir back to reality.

Looking up, he saw Whitebeard—enraged, bisento in hand—descending upon Akainu with a slash infused with supreme Conqueror’s Haki!

The sheer force made the very air tremble.

Akainu had no time to dodge.

Abandoning Marco, he threw a full-powered magma punch upward.

“Dai Funka!”

The two attacks collided.

But Akainu’s magma lasted barely two seconds before—

*SLASH!*

Whitebeard’s blade sliced clean through, splitting Akainu’s reinforced face in half!

If not for Akainu’s desperate evasion, his entire skull would’ve been cleaved off.

The moment the blade struck, Whitebeard’s follow-up was already in motion—a quake-charged fist aimed straight for Akainu’s chest!

Dazed from the Haki-infused slash, Akainu barely registered the incoming blow.

One hit here, and half his life would be gone.

Worse, the impact would stun him long enough for Whitebeard to finish him off.

But the Marines wouldn’t allow it.

Just before the fist connected, another powerful strike intercepted it!

*BOOM!*

The shockwave flattened everything within a kilometer.

Akainu was sent flying.

So was Marco—his battered body hurtling straight toward Vir.

Garp had blocked Whitebeard’s punch with everything he had.

There was no question: Whitebeard was stronger than Garp now.

He was at his peak, boosted by ten percent.

That strength was just enough to handle an aging Garp and an aging Sengoku.

If either of them had been missing, Whitebeard could’ve ended this in half an hour.

Garp had barely managed to hold his ground, skidding back several meters.

Sengoku arrived a step too late, standing beside Garp.

Whitebeard had only broken free earlier by unleashing a massive quake.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have had the opening to save Marco.

Still, the old man had done it.

“Gurararara! You two old geezers, still going this hard at your age, huh?”

Whitebeard chuckled in his deep, rumbling voice.

But his eyes flicked toward where Marco had been thrown.

Another rescue attempt wouldn’t work now—they’d be ready.

That meant he couldn’t afford to protect the others anymore.

He hadn’t expected this war to be so brutal.

Even with Old Lion going all out, the Marines lived up to their title as the strongest force on the seas.

Whitebeard smiled faintly.

He could see how this would play out.

Whether they saved Ace or not, retreat was inevitable.

He couldn’t let everyone die here.

But retreating against an equal foe came at a heavy cost.

The only way to minimize losses was with overwhelming strength… or by having someone stay behind.

Facing the World Government’s mightiest, even Whitebeard had to prepare for the worst.

At that moment, the entire battlefield’s attention snapped to him.

The moment his Conqueror’s Haki flared—even restrained within his blade—its sheer dominance forced everyone to look.

The aura of the Strongest Man in the World.

For a brief moment, the war itself seemed to pause.

But as the world stared in awe at Whitebeard…

They saw shock on his face too.

Following his gaze—

Marco, battered and broken, knelt on the ground.

A sword was buried in his chest.

Piercing his heart.

Ending his life.

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