Chapter 212: Shanks: Hunting the Pollution Lords is on Me

Tap, tap.

With heavy footsteps, the burly figure holding the Murakumogiri slowly walked up from the boarding ramp, step by step, onto the deck.

"Pops, the Healing Potion hasn't finished dripping yet, and you're acting recklessly again!"

Following behind was a man with a yellow pineapple head, voicing his dissatisfied rebuke.

"Whitebeard?"

"As unreasonable as ever, actually unleashing his aura on our ship!"

First Mate Beikeman felt his entire body being suppressed by the aura; he furrowed his brows, barely able to remain unaffected.

But the crew members with slightly weaker strength were all swaying and stumbling, struggling even to stand.

"Red Hair Pirates, Whitebeard Pirates!"

Two pirate crews that carved out kingdoms in the New World had appeared in the East Blue at the same time.

"Not surprising, after all, no one can refuse the Samsara Game."

"Quick, get the news out, hurry!"

Morgans roared at the fluttering albatross.

Two of the four strongest pirates had arrived, and the Marine Headquarters had mobilized everyone except for Fleet Admiral Sengoku.

Such a grand scene was no less than the Rocks Pirates' attack on God Valley back in the day.

If this report were missed, one would never encounter such a thing again for decades to come.

"Good grief, another stubborn old man."

There was no tense, sword-drawn atmosphere as one might imagine.

Shanks looked at his own crew with a resentful expression, feeling that his captaincy lacked dignity, and stood up to retrieve two more jars of fine wine.

Bang.

Whitebeard, like Garp, sat down on the deck.

The two locked eyes.

Garp's aura surged violently, colliding with Whitebeard's.

Waves were stirred up all around, and even the sky cracked open a fissure.

"You two, do me a favor and have a bowl of wine first."

The Red Hair rubbed his hair, his face full of speechlessness.

If he had known, he would have gone to the Navy Warship or Whitebeard's ship; these two bastard old men were scaring the Red Force.

"So that's it, is this the power obtained in the Samsara Game?"

Whitebeard reined in his aura and lifted a wine jar, draining it in one gulp.

Garp took out the rice crackers he carried with him, tossed them into his mouth, and said, "The current you is no longer the world's strongest man."

"Hahahahaha..."

Whitebeard burst into laughter and said, "Are you talking about the Leader of the Revolutionary Army?"

He didn't care at all about the belittlement in Garp's words, nodding as he said, "Indeed, that final move called WordSpirit—even I couldn't withstand it!"

Just through the Den Den Mushi, that aura from a high-level world had already made him feel a sense of dread.

Having pushed the Tremor-Tremor Fruit and his Haki abilities to the limit, he, who had traversed the entire Pirate World, felt that kind of hair-raising power for the first time.

Garp did not forget his identity as a Marine Hero and asked, "So, are you also here for the Samsara Game?"

"At first, it was the children who dragged me to the East Blue, wanting to cure the illnesses in my body."

Whitebeard tilted his head back to drink, laughed heartily, and said, "I also thought that if I could nurse my body back to health, I could stay with the children for a while longer."

"I, who have already been abandoned by the new era, don't have the powerful spirit of the Revolutionary Army Leader."

There was no doubt that Whitebeard, who could be called the world's strongest man, was incredibly powerful.

However, the injuries sustained in his youth had turned into chronic ailments with age, constantly tormenting this world's strongest man.

"And now?" Garp didn't speak, but after he helplessly answered the constantly vibrating Den Den Mushi, a voice came through from the Marine Headquarters.

"Hahahahaha... is that Sengoku?"

"Still the same as before, liking to pry for information and play at conspiracies."

Sengoku's cold voice rang out: "No matter what you say, I act to protect the people of the Si Hai, unlike you pirates who run amok everywhere."

"I really want to go to the Marine Headquarters and yank off your goat beard!"

Whitebeard laughed indifferently and said, "Right now, that Family Token is very attractive; I need to fight you all and then snatch a Family Token."

"You want to oppose the Navy?"

Sengoku's brows furrowed tightly.

After years of chasing and fighting, he knew Whitebeard's personality very well; since he had said such things, he would definitely join the subsequent battle to hunt the pollution lords.

The Marine Headquarters, with the combat power of five Admirals, even if they needed to spare two Admirals to hold back the Revolutionary Army Leader,

would still hold the upper hand.

However, if the world's strongest man, Whitebeard, were added to the mix, everything would be unpredictable.

"Are you a player, Whitebeard?"

"No."

Upon hearing the answer, Sengoku breathed a sigh of relief.

The Contract Fruits had already been divided up, and although there were still a steady stream of fruits appearing, just like Devil Fruits, one needed some luck to find them.

In the short term, Whitebeard had no opportunity to increase his combat power.

"Contract Fruit?"

The Red Hair pried open the deck, took out a Contract Fruit that had been stuffed into a box, and tossed it to Whitebeard.

"Red Hair!"

Sengoku was so angry he nearly jumped up, saying in a gloomy tone, "You came to the East Blue and even gave the Contract Fruit to Whitebeard; what exactly are you trying to do?"

All this time, the Red Hair Pirates had never had a direct conflict with the Navy.

As Pirates, they were more like a group of like-minded adventurers who did not attack islands or nations, nor did they plunder treasures, just sailing the seas as the waves took them.

Some intelligence reports came back that the Red Hair Pirates were actually going incognito to secretly attend the weddings of commoners...

Therefore, among the Four Emperors Pirate Crews, the one Sengoku felt most at ease with was the Red Hair Pirates.

"What am I trying to do?"

Shanks shook his head quite helplessly and said, "At first, I really did want to come to the East Blue and have the mysterious game merchant give me some face to end this chaotic situation."

This was his initial goal.

However, after seeing the terrifying strength of the game merchant in the Den Den Mushi broadcast, Shanks dismissed that idea.

To persuade the other party, it must be based on equal conditions.

The Pirate World doesn't have a Face-Face Fruit that can force a target to give one face, and besides, even if he really were a Face-Face Fruit user, he feared the game merchant could still be immune to the Face-Face Fruit's ability.

"This turmoil can no longer be ended now."

Sengoku also shook his head helplessly; he did not want to see the situation shake the Navy's military power, but there was no way around it.

Even Im was impatient to purchase the goods sold by the game merchant, so what could people like them do?

However, since the Red Hair Pirates were not here to cause trouble, he could persuade them to leave; having one less of the Four Emperors involved would increase the success rate of the Marine Headquarters hunting the Pollution Lord by a large margin.

"So, I changed my mind."

A smile appeared on Shanks's face as he sighed, "Since the turmoil cannot be ended, then we can only resolve the source of the turmoil!"

"Whether it is the Navy and the Seven Warlords of the Sea, or the Four Emperors, if we let you all kill the Pollution Lord, it will not stop there."

"Therefore, leave this matter to the Red Hair Pirates!"

(End of this chapter)