Pirates: At the top of the game, Demon God Barrett

Just when the world government was preparing to invite Barrett to become the new Nanabu Sea.

Over a sea area of the New World.

Under the white clouds drifting in the wind, a pink blurry figure was faintly visible, flying in the air, extremely fast.

"Boom, it's been a super exciting battle."

Hundreds of meters in mid-air, Doflamingo's fingers flicked slightly, shooting out slender silk threads, connecting to the white clouds in the distance.

Then the silk threads of his fingers contracted rapidly, pulling his body, flying towards the distance at great speed.

He had the usual arrogant smile on his face.

Obviously.

That's who he is.

However, although he had an arrogant smile on his face, he did not show much happiness in the depths of his eyes.

On the contrary, there is an aura of anxiety and unwillingness, which is constantly emerging.

Whitebeard, Barrett, Red Inu, Hawkeye, Yellow Ape, Karp, Sengoku....

The figures of the top powerhouses emerged one by one in Doflamingo's heart.

He couldn't help but clench his fists.

"In this world, in the end, strength has the final say."

"Even if I master more money and Bailey, no matter how many industrial channels I have mastered."

"It's not comparable to a criminal who has been in prison for more than twenty years."

"Bang, this reality, it's really cruel."

He could have expected it.

Douglas Barrett entered the sea of the New World this time.

With the Demon God Pirates he created.

It will definitely be a super giant sea king class, which will completely disrupt the new world!

And he Doflamingo painstakingly operated for more than twenty years.

But he still stayed in the position of the Seven Wuhai and could not make an inch.

It seems to be a step away from the position of the emperor of the sea who dominates one side.

In fact, it is as far away as heaven!

This goes on.

When will your dreams come true!

"Four emperors, four

emperors, four emperors..." "There will be a day, there will be a day..."

Early in the morning, Barrett was awakened by a cry of grief.

When he came to the deck of the battleship, he saw the crew of the Whitebeard Pirates sailing in the center, constantly shouting 'Daddy' one by one.

This made Barrett slightly stunned.

He looked at Hiliu, who had been sitting on the deck of his armor all night long, and asked curiously,

"Hiliu."

"What happened?"

"These guys are so sad."

"Could it be that the white-bearded old man is dead?"

Hiliu got another cigar out of nowhere, always in his mouth, and like Klockdar, both were old bongs that smoked inseparably.

He always seemed to have that demeanor that was indifferent to anything, and said lightly:

"Not yet."

"But it seems to be about the same."

"Oh?"

Barrett touched his chin and muttered: "The three conditions that this old guy promised me have not yet been completed, and he will die now, who will I find to fulfill his promise?" "

Think so.

Barrett's figure moved, stepped on the moon step, and jumped on the ship where the Whitebeard Pirates were in three or two strokes.

When everyone saw him appear, they were not surprised, but silently separated a passage.

Barrett walked through the crowd and saw a white beard lying on the deck, his breath faint, like a candle in the wind.

At this time.

Marko and Ace, with worried faces, knelt beside Whitebeard, checking his condition.

Barrett walked to Whitebeard in three or two steps and crouched, releasing a powerful domineering aura to probe Whitebeard's physical condition.

While asking: "What's going on?" Why is Whitebeard suddenly not working? Wasn't it okay yesterday? "

Marko was with the ship doctor of the white group, and both were doing emergency treatment for Whitebeard.

Especially Marko.

On his hand, blue flames continued to emerge, pressing on the whitebeard's body.

This is Marko's healing flame, which can heal the injuries of others by consuming his own physical strength and ability.

Ace, who was standing on the side, said with a sad look on his face: "Daddy's spirit yesterday is indeed quite good.

"After returning to the ship."

"We talked for a long time."

"But I didn't expect it."

"When we went to find my father this morning and wanted to help him change his medicine, we found that he had fallen into a coma."

"Obviously..."

"Obviously the war is over, we are going to return to the new world."

"Why is that?"

Saying that, Ace's eyes turned red, and tears fell on the deck under his feet.

"Poof!"

Marko, who was helping Whitebeard heal, suddenly turned pale, opened his mouth to spew out a large cloud of red blood, and the whole person fell forward, directly lying on Whitebeard's arm.

This sudden change frightened the white pirates who surrounded them into six gods and masters, and they exclaimed one by one.

"Marko!"

"Captain Marko!"

Seeing Marco vomiting blood and falling down, Ace panicked even more and quickly helped him up.

"Marko! What happened to you?

He looked anxious and looked at the ship doctor beside him.

"What's wrong with him?"

Barrett raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice: "His physical strength deficit is serious, and he is not enough to support the excessive consumption of his own ability.

"That's the consequence of forcibly using healing powers."

He had already seen it.

In yesterday's Battle of Marin Fandor.

Marko's injuries are also very serious.

He has fought with Yellow Ape, Green Pheasant, Karp, Warring States and others, and in the process, his healing ability has been continuously depleted, and he has already reached the limit.

Now, without fully recovering himself, he has forcibly used his ability to treat Whitebeard's injuries.

If you don't collapse tired, Barrett will feel strange.

At this time, Shanks, Renly and others also boarded the ship and walked.

"Dego!"

"Take a look at Whitebeard!"

Shanks clearly came prepared.

Followed by the ship doctor Dege of the red-haired pirates, he also brought a medical kit.

Dege quickly stepped forward and carefully examined the condition of Whitebeard and Marko, his brows gradually furrowed.

"How's it going?"

Shanks' arrival obviously made the panicked white pirates feel a little relieved.

Dege took out some medicine and handed it to Ace, signaling him to take it for Whitebeard first.

"There is nothing wrong with Marko, but there is a serious shortage of physical strength, and he needs to recuperate for a period of time, and he must not use his ability arbitrarily anymore, otherwise he will inevitably lose his life."

Dege said in a solemn tone.

"As for Whitebeard."

"He's in very bad shape right now."

"The organs in the body were seriously damaged, and the body was broken in many places."

"The most urgent thing is to give him a blood transfusion as soon as possible."

"Then send him to the Chambord Islands as soon as possible for surgery!"

"We don't have the conditions for surgery on board, we need to find a hospital."

Saying that, Dege looked at Bai Tuan's ship doctor and asked, "What blood type is Whitebeard?" The

ship doctor looked dazed: "I don't know."

"Don't know? Are you kidding?

Dege's eyes suddenly widened, "I don't even know the captain's blood type, what kind of shit ship doctor are you?"

"Daddy never had a blood transfusion!"

"Before this, on this sea, there was no one who could make daddy injured and bleed!"

The ship doctor looked aggrieved.

Barrett and Shanks were speechless.

Suddenly, Barrett exclaimed, thinking of the guy he saw yesterday.

So, he stood up, across the sea of tens of meters, and shouted to the opposite Hiliu:

"Hiliu!"

"Bring that satyr!"