"Captain Marco, you must be careful!" the members of the Black Duck Pirates said.
"En, it's fine."
Marco said, transforming into his phoenix form and flying towards the sky again. However, what he didn't expect was that as soon as he took off, a golden spear flew towards him, striking directly into his wing.
The powerful tearing sensation sent Marco retreating continuously.
"Captain Marco!"
The Black Duck Pirates below screamed.
"It's fine."
Marco said with difficulty. He suddenly remembered the rumors that Grimm could cast holy light spears. Could it be…?
No, that's unlikely.
Just as he had this thought, Marco shook his head abruptly. Grimm was at least three kilometers away to the west. Although he could see their ship, it was just a black dot. It wasn't surprising that his Observation Haki could perceive that far, but could a spear be thrown that far?
Marco had guessed correctly. It could indeed be thrown that far. After half a year of effort, Grimm's Holy Light Spear not only had no cooldown but its range also varied with his field of vision. The longer the vision, the farther the range.
And the first aura activated after the halo system was turned on: Focus Aura, which allowed him to directly lock onto one or more targets. The aura range was five kilometers and was effective for summoned followers.
Soon, countless spears flew over. This time, Marco was prepared. While dodging in the high sky, he flew towards the black dot in the distance.
Three kilometers away, Grimm continuously condensed Holy Light Spears. Through the Focus Aura, he shot at a fleeing blue light spot in mid-air. A smile played on his lips as he said to Plank and Jiana behind him: "The ability to fly in the sky is Marco, the captain of the First Division. Did you see it?"
"Boss, the effect of this aura is incredible! I can even see the hairs on that guy's head clearly!" Plank squinted.
"What does he want? He's flying towards us. Does he want to fight?" Jiana asked calmly.
"I don't know. But did you guys play shooting games when you were kids? How about we have a competition and see who can hit more times?" Grimm suggested.
"I'm afraid if I shoot once, that guy will explode. How can we compete?" Plank questioned!
"Yeah, my magic will also take his life!" Jiana agreed.
"Ah~" Grimm smiled: "Don't worry. If it were anyone else, I wouldn't dare to guarantee it, but this guy is definitely the best living target besides Kaido, no question."
"Oh?"
"This is a good form of entertainment!" Jiana even expressed her agreement. Anyway, unless he fell into the sea, he wouldn't die.
As Marco's phoenix form continuously dodged the attacks, Grimm's Holy Light Spears shot out relentlessly, their density increasing.
And as Marco got closer and closer, the force of the spears also increased. After all, flight over long distances inevitably involved some loss of power.
"It really is them!"
Marco had excellent eyesight. From a long distance, he saw the three people on the ship, Grimm's group.
Bang!
This time, a bullet attacked. Caught off guard, this bullet was much faster than the previous Holy Light Spears. It was Plank's "Gunfire Negotiation"!
Marco had grown accustomed to Grimm's Holy Light Spear attacks. Suddenly facing a bullet faster than a normal cannonball, how could he possibly endure it?
"Ah…"
Marco cried out in pain. He wasn't a Logia-type user. Even with regeneration abilities, he would still get injured if hit. But whether he could leave a mark on him depended on which was stronger: the attack's power or his regeneration ability.
Hit by the bullet, Marco cried out in pain and transformed back into his human form, plummeting rapidly. He was about to fall into the sea. He was an ability user, and falling into seawater meant certain death.
"Boss, this guy can't take a beating!" Plank said disdainfully, blowing the gunpowder from his gun.
"I haven't even made a move yet. If it ends like this, it's too boring!" Jiana said somewhat helplessly.
"Don't rush, you guys. This guy's recovery ability is incredibly strong!" Grimm said with a smile.
As expected, when Marco was still ten meters from the sea surface, the blue flames had completely filled and healed the gaping wound in his chest. Marco's hands transformed into wings again, and he stabilized his body.
Marco was going crazy. As soon as he flew a little higher, he saw a chaotic mess flying towards him—ice arrows, bullets, holy light hammers, and holy light spears.
"Are you devils? Are you poisoned? Are you dogs?" Marco cursed loudly, his mouth spewing profanity. Caught off guard, another Holy Light Spear pierced his chest.
"Cough, cough!" Marco finally coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Seeing that Marco seemed to pose no threat, Grimm and the others stopped their game and sailed their ship closer to Marco. "Marco, how is Pops doing lately!"
Hearing Grimm call Whitebeard "Pops," Marco was stunned at first. Generally, only those who had joined the Whitebeard Pirates called him "Pops." What did this guy mean? Grimm didn't think much of it. In his past life, he was a One Piece fan, and calling him "Pops" was a habit. If he directly called him Whitebeard, he would feel unaccustomed.
"Tirion D. Grimm, you killed my brother, and you dare show up here today? Pops is very angry!" Marco said with drooping eyelids.
Grimm smiled: "Marco, I don't know what skills you've learned under Pops. Drulcy and Octopus Brother came out to embarrass your Pops, and I taught them both a lesson. I wonder if you'll embarrass your Pops too?"
Retreat!
At that moment, Marco made up his mind. It seemed this guy was preparing to make a move on him, and he couldn't stay here any longer. "Grimm, you keep calling him Pops, but Pops doesn't acknowledge you as his son!"
"He doesn't acknowledge me?" Grimm said with a dismissive smile. "Let me test the abilities of Pops' favorite son!"
Hearing this, Marco felt things were getting out of hand. He hadn't intended to fight him one-on-one in the first place. Moreover, this was Pops' territory, and Pops was about to arrive. Why should he fight a battle he had no chance of winning just to save face?
It had to be said that although Marco was young, his composure and calmness far surpassed anyone his age. If the future Fire Fist Ace had half of Marco's coolness, he wouldn't have died.
But then again, the reason Whitebeard loved Ace so much was precisely because of Ace's fiery passion.
Marco spread his wings and fled. Grimm immediately activated "Wrath of the Berserker," and two giant wings unfolded behind him, directly chasing Marco into the sky.
Although this was Whitebeard's territory, even if he didn't have the confidence to win against Whitebeard—no, he would definitely be beaten to a pulp—it didn't mean he couldn't escape later. Was Invincible Hearthstone a joke?
"Plank, park the ship far away. I'm going to test Whitebeard's mettle!"
Grimm said, accelerating. The world's strongest man, Grimm, was already eager to fight him.
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