Chapter 213: Whitebeard's Genetic Healing Potion

Once the Marine Headquarters hunts down the corrupted Lord and their strength increases, the Four Emperors will inevitably become the target of the other side.

The reverse is also true.

Even if Whitebeard obtains a large amount of Reward Points and military force, it is impossible for him to coexist peacefully with the Marine Headquarters.

There is no need to even mention the World Government; once they gain the upper hand, they will likely only think of enslaving the world.

Therefore,

The Red Hair Pirates decided to join the battlefield to seize the Reward Points and Rule-type Item left behind after the corrupted Lord dies, and keep them in their custody.

"When it comes down to it, you also want to seize the Lord Monster, Hongfa Xiangkesi!"

Sengoku's expression was grim; things had indeed developed to the worst possible degree.

Once the Marine Headquarters fails to obtain the first Family Token, they will be extremely passive when facing the World Government.

There are plenty of Marines and officers who are loyal to the World Government.

The interior of the Navy is not an impenetrable iron bucket.

In fact, if the World Government were to obtain the Family Token first, the vast Navy would be torn apart in an instant.

Sengoku could not sit by and watch that situation happen.

"If you put it that way, you aren't wrong."

Hongfa Xiangkesi had always appeared very frank and admitted it directly.

This was his personality; despite possessing the power of one of the Four Emperors, he only adventured and traveled as he pleased, never touching or ruling islands to expand his influence.

There were no schemes or tricks; he would say what was on his mind, and the next second, he would set sail.

Thinking of the Samsara Game causing disputes across the Si Hai, he wanted to resolve this major trouble.

Seeing that the trouble could not be resolved, he thought of firmly grasping the root of the trouble in his own hands to resolve it in a roundabout way.

It was just that simple.

"Then prepare to face the wrath of the Navy, Hongfa Xiangkesi."

This statement from Sengoku effectively declared the coming war.

Hongfa Xiangkesi was a different kind of Pirate.

Sengoku had been clear about this for a long time; following Roger, who was executed by the Navy, this young man was the most like Roger, the man closest to the Pirate King on this vast sea.

If it were anyone else,

even if Whitebeard said he didn't covet the goods of the Samsara Game, Sengoku wouldn't believe it.

But as for Hongfa Xiangkesi, he believed him.

However,

belief is one thing, but to maintain the stability of the Marine Headquarters and prevent the armies of the Si Hai from falling apart, the Family Token was an item Sengoku had to obtain.

"Garp, get back on the warship immediately!"

Sengoku's roaring voice rang out.

"Don't be so impatient, Sengoku, I haven't finished my rice crackers yet..."

Before Garp could finish speaking, he heard a crunching sound coming from the Den Den Mushi.

It was the sound of crispy rice crackers being dumped on the ground and then crushed underfoot.

"You old geezer, stop that right now!"

Garp cursed at the Fleet Admiral and hurriedly stood up to leave the Red Force.

What a despicable strategist, actually holding my weakness against me.

The camaraderie of all these years is all going to be like those rice crackers... shattered.

On the deck of the Red Force,

only Whitebeard remained, along with the accompanying Division Commander, the Phoenix Marco, whose heart jumped into his throat every time he saw Whitebeard gulping down wine.

But he also knew this was a meeting between two Emperors, and he had no authority to speak up and stop it.

"Damn it, is Pops actually just trying to drink a few more bowls of wine by meeting with Red Hair?"

Marco glared at Pops with great dissatisfaction.

Whitebeard's injuries and illnesses meant he absolutely could not drink alcohol, and even medicinal wine had to be strictly controlled in quantity.

"The corrupted Lord, the Whitebeard Pirates will not hand it over to anyone, brat!"

"Compared to that, I actually have one more thing, regarding Ace and Blackbeard Teach..."

"The Whitebeard Pirates don't need outsiders pointing fingers; Teach committed an unforgivable crime, and he must pay the price!"

After throwing away his wine bowl, Whitebeard also left the Red Force.

After returning to the Moby Dick, he toyed with the Contract Fruit in his hand; these mission details were not worth mentioning to the world's strongest man.

【Contract Task (5/5)】

Mission Content: Hand over an Inferior Gold Vein on Fudeweitian Island.

Mission Reward: Genetic Healing Potion *1

"Healing Potion?"

Whitebeard shook his head.

During the voyage to the East Blue, they had encountered players who had picked up Contract Fruits, and Marco had curiously asked for two bottles of Recovery Potion.

Although they could delay the injuries, the effect was not as good as imagined.

His own injuries

were not the kind caused by ordinary blades or spears, but more like a negative buff that caused continuous blood loss; even if the health bar was filled, it would still slowly drain.

Although the name of the Genetic Healing Potion rewarded by the mission was slightly different, it would likely be helpless against his injuries as well.

A gold vein on Fudeweitian Island disappeared,

Clang.

A dark green, round glass bottle fell onto the deck.

Whitebeard picked up the Genetic Healing Potion, which he had traded an entire gold vein for, and poured it straight into his mouth.

"How is it, Pops?"

Marco reached out to take the glass bottle and sniffed it; there was no peculiar scent.

He was somewhat disappointed.

The previous two Healing Potions had not been able to cure Pops's Shangbing Zhemou, though their effects were indeed better than the Healing Potions concocted by doctors in the Pirate World.

There was no need to be hooked up to medicine bottles for long periods; with just one Life Recovery Potion, Pops could be full of vigor for two days.

He was the ship's doctor of the Whitebeard Pirates.

He wanted to research the ingredients of the potions from the Samsara Game to replace the previously ineffective Healing Potions.

"Feels not bad, no..."

Before Whitebeard could finish his sentence, he suddenly froze, and even his crescent-shaped white mustache curled upward.

The Genetic Healing Potion flowing down his throat felt like scorching hot magma, burning the inside of his body.

He had initially thought it was poison.

But accompanying the magma-like pain, his internal organs, which had long been tormented by Shangbing Zhemou, felt as if they were being reshaped.

"Pops!"

Marco ran over worriedly, wanting to observe Pops's physical condition.

But he was gently pushed away by Whitebeard.

Half a minute later, Whitebeard let out a long sigh of relief and laughed aloud: "I'm fine. My body hasn't felt this light in a long time; it's truly exhilarating!"

Suddenly,

he gripped the Murakumogiri planted to his side and swung a blade toward the sky.

Boom.

Lightning interwoven with Haki seemed as if it would split the sky apart.

Mixed with the power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit, countless cracks like those on a shattered mirror extended all the way to the clouds.

"An old geezer from the old era, not even a player, yet he possesses this level of power?"

Not far from Death Island, on a small island,

Doflamingo watched the completely shredded Birdcage and laughed, his eyes full of wariness.

If it were back when he hadn't become a player,

this attack would likely have shattered him into pieces instantly, right?

But now, with the abilities of a Puppeteer and Puppetry at his side, he already possessed the qualifications to stand in the same echelon as the world's strongest man.

"Lord Doflamingo..."

In his ears were the weeping sounds of the controlled Pirate players.

Hundreds of Pirate players had been controlled by puppet threads and brought to this small island.

But now, the Heavenly Yaksha had long since released the control of the puppet threads, yet no Pirate was willing to leave.

Perhaps it was the threat of death, perhaps the fear of capture by the Navy, or perhaps the qualities of a king displayed by the Heavenly Yaksha?

"We want to join the Donquixote Family!"

Countless Pirates knelt down.

Doflamingo revealed a smile and said: "Very well, then slaughter to your heart's content!"

(End of this chapter)