One Piece : I resurrected Gol D Roger! Chapter 406-410

Chapter 406: Who says that the fruit ability must be used to fight?

Roger was getting closer!!

Getting closer!!

There was even a grin of victory on Blackbeard's lips.

As long as he could grab Roger's body with this hand, at such a close distance, a blow from the Tremor-Tremor Fruit will definitely kill this Pirate King! !

By then his fame will resound throughout the sea, and he will be worshipped and feared by tens of thousands of people.

Only the one who kills Pirate King Gol D. Roger was most qualified to be the next Pirate King!

Isn't this the most logical conclusion?!

As this thought crossed his mind, Blackbeard's sinister grin deepened, and the fire of ambition blazed even fiercer in his eyes. His heart pounded with exhilaration.

But just as the tension reached its peak, Roger's cold voice cut through the air like a blade. His expression was unreadable as he spoke, his tone indifferent yet carrying an undeniable weight.

"I remember now."

"You were the one who handed Ace over to the Navy."

"In other words..."

"You are the very reason my son, Ace, is dead!"

A flash of scarlet anger flashed across the depths of Roger's fierce eyes.

He adjusted his body posture.

He actually grabbed the sword with his backhand!

Blackbeard was stunned at first, then he burst into laughter crazily.

"Jihahahahahaha!!"

"That's right!!! I am the one who killed Ace!!"

"You are Ace's biological father, right? But what can you do?!"

"I am now invincible!!"

Roger's eyes narrowed.

"Yeah?"

The hand gripping the sword—

Tensed fiercely!

With a swift motion—

The blade swung!!

At this very moment—

The gap between them—

A mere meter!!!

"It’s useless!!"

"No matter how many times you try—it's all useless!!"

Blackbeard clenched his right fist and punched out heavily.

The destructive power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit was wrapped up in it.

Boom!!

The overwhelming airwaves suddenly exploded in the void but Blackbeard was suddenly stunned.

Swish!!

A sharp, limitless sword mark mysteriously appeared across his chest—

Blood burst forth, blooming like a crimson flower.

The spray of red filled the air, staining Blackbeard’s face in an instant.

“Ahhhhhh!!!”

“How… how is this possible?!”

An unbearable wave of agony crashed into him, his body convulsing uncontrollably from the sheer pain.

"Sword Art: Divine Avodience!!"

As Blackbeard was seriously injured, the gravity of the Dark-Dark Fruit also dissipated.

Roger's figure flashed in the void, and the next moment he appeared not far away.

Boom!!

The red flames shot up into the sky majestically, turning into a huge fireball that covered the sky and rose like the blazing sun.

Blazing flames coiled around Roger’s body, rising in fierce spirals as if determined to consume the heavens themselves.

Thick, choking smoke billowed upward, darkening the sky in an oppressive shroud.

Fiery tendrils danced and intertwined above, their brilliance rivaling the sun.

The searing heat warped the very air, creating rippling distortions so intense they were visible to the naked eye.

Roger's figure slowly stood up from the ground, standing straight as a gun.

Behind him was a raging flame, licking the low-hanging sky madly, like a huge pair of wings of a fire god, roaring up.

The violent wind made his cloak flutter and dance wildly.

His eyes were so cold that they chilled one to the bone.

A terrifying sense of crisis suddenly surged over the Blackbeard like a shadow covering the sky.

Blackbeard's eyes were red as he gritted his teeth and struggled to stand up.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and covered the deep bloodstain on his chest with one hand.

"Jihahahahahahaha!!"

"As expected of the Pirate King Roger!!"

"However, the stronger you are, once I kill you, it will prove that my power is invincible!!"

The seriously injured Blackbeard actually laughed crazily.

A dark aura quickly lingered around his body, like a column of black smoke shooting through the sky.

The mighty black column of gas was majestic and vast, exuding a kind of terror that could twist and tear apart everything.

“Darkness gravity!!”

"With such power, no devil fruit user can be my opponent!!"

"Ace was stupid, and you, as his father, are even more stupid!!"

"You actually want to use your devil fruit power to fight me!"

“Die!!”

In an instant…

The raging flames and the dark shadows clashed, each fighting for control.
Fire and darkness tangled together, their battle warping the air around them.

The whole world seemed to fall into silence in an instant.

Boom!!

The earth-shattering explosion suddenly erupted.

It was as if everyone's vision was abruptly divided.

On one side was a blazing red flame…

On one side was endless, deep darkness.

It forms an extremely magnificent picture.

People don't know how long it took, but the horrific explosion finally came to an end.

The howling wind blew away the thick smoke.

"Jihahahaha!!!"

Blackbeard appeared in front of everyone again.

"Did you see that, Roger?!"

"All attacks are useless to me!!"

"Jihahahaha—"

His voice stopped abruptly.

A figure landed steadily behind him.

Clang!

The sound of the long sword being sheathed rang out crisply.

"Who said the ability of the devil fruit must be used for fighting?"

Roger lowered his head.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Boom!!

A column of flame, like a sword's energy, flashed across the void sharply.

It pierced through Blackbeard's left chest!!

Chapter 407: Blackbeard? Let his father take care of him

"How is this possible??!!"

The flames were raging as Blackbeard's body staggered suddenly and his face turned extremely pale.

He lowered his head stiffly and with difficulty, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the flaming blow that pierced through his body on the left side of his chest, his face full of disbelief.

Roger this guy!! The ultimate move of the Flame-Flame Fruit, "Emperor," just now was actually a cover to block the vision! The real fatal blow is yet to come.

It turned out to be this sword that had been planned for a long time in the chaos! !

And it directly hit his vital point!!

On the floating island, the Golden Lion sneered:

"How dare you anger that bastard Roger, hahahaha."

Liu Feng also shook his head helplessly.

Although Roger was usually a fool but when it came to fighting, he was more ferocious than anyone else.

In this respect, he was very similar to Luffy.

They were all fighting geniuses!!

With Blackbeard's combat power having obvious shortcomings, he has too many flaws when facing Roger.

On the battlefield, everyone stared at this scene in shock, and a boundless chill suddenly surged in their hearts.

"I don't know how many brats like you I've encountered in my life."

Roger turned around slowly, his eyes calm.

"They all thought that if they acquired some good devil fruit abilities, they would be truly invincible."

"Blackbeard, you will never surpass Whitebeard in your life."

"The true strength of that man is beyond your imagination."

Bang!!

The moment the words fell, the flames were extinguished.

A stream of blood exploded from Blackbeard's chest, and the dazzling blood gushed out hotly.

He groaned in pain, gasped for air, and shouted hoarsely:

"Impossible!!"

"I have obtained the two strongest powers in this world!!"

"How could I possibly lose to you!!"

Boom!!!

Endless darkness suddenly gushed out from his body. Like a rolling black wave, it surged and spread out wildly with him as the center.

Wherever darkness spreads, whether it involves the living or the dead, they are all pulled down by the intense gravity, crushed, and shattered into fragments.

"Dark Cave Road!!"

Like a tiny black hole, numerous members from the two major pirate groups, locked in battle, were engulfed by the darkness, crying out in agony.

However, their efforts were futile.

In the end, they could only watch helplessly as they were swallowed by the darkness.

Roger frowned and quickly stepped back to distance himself.

‘I had clearly pierced his heart, so why was this guy still able to fight?’

This was really not common sense.

"Teach's body structure is different from that of ordinary people! Ordinary fatal injuries are useless to him!!"

At this time, Marco, who had already flown into the sky, shouted anxiously.

"Destroy them all for me!!"

Blackbeard roared madly.

Both fists emitted a milky white halo at the same time.

He then plunged into the void with great force, delivering a powerful punch!

Bang!!

The atmosphere shattered.

The earth trembled.

Countless massive cracks tore through the ground.

A violent shockwave surged forward.

Figures were consumed and obliterated.

In the blink of an eye, the battlefield transformed into a living hell.

Both the Whitebeard Pirates and the Blackbeard Pirates had completely given up attacking the enemy and were fleeing in panic.

The destructive power of Blackbeard's two devil fruits was too strong! !

“Now it’s getting troublesome.”

The Golden Lion looked down at the chaotic battlefield below and clicked his tongue.

With such momentum, no one could get close to Blackbeard.

The surging dark aura has completely enveloped his figure.

They are all devil fruit users, and if they approach rashly, they will most likely be sucked in.

Liu Feng stretched his neck, spread his hands, and smiled.

"There's nothing I can do about it."

"It's none of our business anyway."

"Let his father handle it."

The golden lion was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and stared at Liu Feng in disbelief.

"Do you really want to revive Whitebeard!?"

"That guy may not listen to you!"

"If he is resurrected, our NEO Navy will likely gain a formidable enemy!"

Liu Feng grinned and said meaningfully:

“That’s not necessarily true.”

"If Whitebeard wanted to be the Pirate King, he could have become the Pirate King many years ago."

"Roger once wanted to tell him the location of Laugh Tale but he refused without even thinking about it."

"The guy who bears the title of the world's strongest is just an old man who longs for a home."

"I'll give him whatever he wants."

Saying this, Liu Feng started flying.

The Golden Lion shook his head and followed.

Above the battlefield, Marco noticed the movements of Liu Feng and the Golden Lion.

His expression shifted slightly.
He quickly spread his flaming wings and pursued them.

408 He has been sleeping for a long time; it is time to return.

The war rages on—cruel and bloody.

On the edge of a cliff, Liu Feng and the Golden Lion landed one after the other with steady footing.

"Is this the place?"

As he gazed at the two neatly restored, clean, and tidy tombs before him, even the Golden Lion paused, his expression dazed for a moment. A sigh escaped him, tinged with a touch of emotion.

Particularly when his gaze fell upon the battle-worn cloak and the naginata resting beside the tombstone.
A mix of complicated emotions surged within him—pity, nostalgia, excitement, and sorrow.

Whitebeard, much like Roger, had been his old rival.
In those turbulent times it was the three of them who carried the legacy of the old era.

In the Golden Lion's eyes, even Kaido the Beast and Big Mom Charlotte Linlin, once his shipmates, were unworthy opponents.
Only Roger and Whitebeard were the men he truly respected.

As time passed, the turbulent era faded into memory. The man once known as "the strongest in the world" had vanished, leaving behind only traces of his legacy.

His power, once unrivaled, was now but a distant echo.

The relentless passage of time weighed heavily, reminding all that nothing, no matter how mighty, could escape its inevitable course. Even the greatest would eventually fade, lost to the flow of history.

Golden Lion couldn't help but think of the first time he escaped from prison.

He even went to Whitebeard's ship in the New World to chat with him.

At that time, the bastard even said he wanted to sink himself into the sea.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help shaking his head and smiling bitterly, muttering softly:

"Old bastard, now you are sinking."

Liu Feng smiled and said, "What kind of person would be the most admired legend of the old times?"

He has not seen Whitebeard since he traveled through time and even missed the Battle of Marineford.

But in the memory of my mind, Liu Feng still remembers vividly the heroic figure of Whitebeard in the Battle of Marineford.

He was stupid.

He was even so foolish as to save his own son Ace even though he knew he would die.

But it is precisely this stupidity that made this man particularly attractive.

"Do you really want to revive Dad?"

Marco's figure descended from the sky, and the blue-green flaming wings behind him slowly folded up. He asked excitedly.

Because he was too excited, his voice was trembling.

Liu Feng said softly:

"Why should you doubt me?"

"That man still has a lot of regrets to accomplish, doesn't he?"

"Dying at the Navy Headquarters should not be his final destination."

He turned around slowly and looked at Marco seriously.

"He has been sleeping for a long, long time. I guess he has rested enough."

"This ocean is waiting for the return of the world's strongest man!!"

The moment the words fell, strands of sacred white light gradually rose from Liu Feng's body and then became vaster.

The white light, filled with indescribable mysterious magic, shot up into the sky.

Marco's pupils suddenly contracted, and he looked at the light that suddenly rose in front of him with shock on his face. Deep in his heart, he felt an emotion that almost made him want to worship it!

This is not the power that should exist in this world! !

This dazzling holy light continued to spread from the towering cliffs, illuminating the entire bloody battlefield that was in chaos due to the darkness.

Everyone, whether they were a member of the Whitebeard Pirates or the Blackbeard Pirates, all were stunned.

They turned around together and stared blankly at the cliff on top of the mountain.

They all stopped what they were doing at the same time.

In that moment, they forgot the enemy before them, the corpse beneath their feet, and the physical pain that coursed through their bodies. Their gazes were fixed ahead, staring blankly in the direction of the tomb, as if waiting for something, or perhaps welcoming it.

They knew—
That man was coming back.

Even Blackbeard, overcome with disbelief, ceased his rage. He stood frozen, his face pale, as if struck by an unseen force.

Then, a long, heroic laugh suddenly echoed from the dim white light. The sound was filled with a calmness that spoke of having seen through life and death, yet it also carried the unwavering determination to protect everything.

“Gulala!!”

A series of deep, rumbling voices followed, familiar yet strange, reverberating like thunder across the still air.

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"If you are a pirate, it is up to you to decide what to believe!"

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"From today on, this island is my territory!"

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“I grew up with a family that wanted something.”

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"As long as you're on my ship, no matter how stupid you are, you're still my child."

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"I don't care whose child you are; all humans are children of the sea."

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"Even so, I will still love you."

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"If you want to follow me, you must give up your life and follow me."

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"Your opponent is me alone!"

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"ONE PIECE is real!!"

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"I am Whitebeard!!"

The final roar… The world was shaken.

A tall and majestic figure became clear in the horrified sight of countless people.

"The Strongest Man in the World!!! Edward Newgate, The White Beard!!

409 The Tremor-Tremor Fruit Showdown! Dad Beats Son!

“Dad!!”

Marco choked up as he looked at the tall shadow that was gradually becoming clearer in the dim white light.

Tears suddenly seeped out of his eyes, which had already turned red but he couldn't stop them.

That man, in his lifetime, had been Marco’s faith.

Tears blurred his vision as he cried and laughed uncontrollably, overwhelmed by emotions. He had waited so long, for so many years.

Hearing those familiar voices that once seemed like a dream, long-buried emotions and memories surged within him, flooding his mind all at once.

His life had stretched on for what felt like an eternity.

In the past, he often said he was a man hated by the world. But then, he met Whitebeard—the old man with the white beard who called him "son." Just hearing those words had made him incredibly happy. Truly happy.

Once, he had followed Whitebeard into countless battles, rising to the rank of captain of the First Division. But despite all his efforts, he could never quite picture how he might look wearing a sword at his waist.

Yet, at the Navy Headquarters, he lost everything.

People saw Whitebeard's unparalleled power and the burning flame of Ace, but no one noticed him—the blonde man who once fought alongside Whitebeard, now covered in wounds. His flame was blue, not as fierce as Ace's, but it had the power to absorb damage, to protect his family.

He was Marco The Phoenix.

Though his wounds could heal, the pain in his heart was harder to recover from.

The king had fallen. In the chaotic, post-pirate era, the blue flame of the Phoenix became the last refuge for Whitebeard's former subordinates.

"The winner takes it all?"

He had gambled his life and dignity in the final battle, but in the end, he lost. And so, he became a lonely gravekeeper. Day and night, he stayed to help his beloved father, guarding his last resting place.

Now, finally, he heard the voice he had missed for so long. He had met the person he would never forget.

“Dad!!”

Tears welled up in his eyes.

Marco's shout resounded throughout the world.

The human figure slowly became clear, and there, standing before Marco, was the iconic figure he had longed to see.

A white beard, curving upward like a crescent, framed his face. With steady steps, he moved forward, his sturdy frame covered in well-defined muscles.

He slowly opened his eyes, the depth of them full of meaning.

Then, without a word, he extended his large hand toward Marco, who knelt on the ground, crying uncontrollably.

"Silly son, don't cry. I'm back."

As the voice echoed, a mighty aura surged from his towering form, stretching from heaven to earth as if it would pierce the very sky. The world around him seemed to tremble—the sky and earth shifting in color, the wind howling fiercely.

"It's really noisy," he muttered, his voice carrying an unmistakable weight. "Even if I die, there's still no peace."

Whitebeard laughed heroically, looking down at the battlefield below and quickly locking onto Blackbeard's figure.

"Teach!!"

With those words, he declared, "This time, I'll end it here."

He took a deep breath, a wicked curve forming at the corner of his mouth. In an instant, a dazzling white halo enveloped his fist, radiating an intense energy. His arm bent, extending to one side, and then—

Bang!!

Massive lumps of muscle bulged from his arms like molten magma, veins pulsing with power. A suffocating pressure rose, thick enough to make Liu Feng and the Golden Lion squint their eyes in response.

“Gulala!!”

"Teach, let me see with my own eyes what progress you’ve made since you gained my ability!!"

Whitebeard's eyes flashed with a fierce fighting spirit.

With a single punch, he swung out—

Boom!!

A deep, thunderous explosion echoed through the air. Countless cracks shot out from where his fist landed, spreading like a spider web across the void.

In the next moment, the earth trembled violently!

The very fabric of the void twisted, layer by layer, as the ground lifted and shattered into jagged pieces. Irresistible shockwaves from the earthquake surged forward, racing toward the pale-faced, black-beard.

The fatal crisis was upon him, rushing toward him with relentless fury.

Blackbeard, still reeling from the shock of Whitebeard’s resurrection, finally regained his composure.

He gritted his teeth, his expression twisting into a grin as he shouted:

"Jihahahahahaha!!"

“Dad!!”

"I'm not afraid of you now!!"

"I now also hold the power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit—the power to destroy the world!!"

With that, he threw a heavy punch into the void!

Boom!!

In midair, the shockwaves from their punches collided with a terrifying force!

The entire island groaned, its foundation seeming to strain under the immense power.

In the next moment, before the eyes of countless stunned onlookers, a massive crack began to form at the very center of the collision. It quickly spread across the island, splitting it apart.

Seawater gushed out, rushing forward with a deafening roar.

Boom!!

The violent surge of water echoed like a war cry.

The entire island—its very core—was torn asunder by the collision of their abilities, splitting cleanly in two!

The earth quaked, the sky trembled, and everything in sight seemed to buckle under the overwhelming force.

It was as if the end of the world had come.

This was the ultimate showdown of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit.

A catastrophic collision of "the power to destroy the world."

A definitive break between the old era and the new.

410 Roger: Whitebeard, how dare you set your sights on my son!? 

Boom! !

The surging seawater rushed up into the sky from the huge crack that split the island and then turned into raindrops that fell from the sky.

Smoke and mist filled the air.

Everything in the world turned into chaos and white.

The pirates' terrified roars and screams continued to ring out on the chaotic battlefield, and people were fleeing and running everywhere.

This was no longer a battle they could intervene in.

This was a clash of the world's strongest forces!!

“Gulalala!!”

A bold smile gradually emerged on the corner of Whitebeard's mouth.

That smile gradually became more intense.

Finally, unprecedented tyranny was brewing.

Whitebeard could clearly feel his strength.

He was back!!

Although he was still far from his peak level, his physical strength was also much stronger than that during the war at the top.

Much higher!

He could feel it clearly—the surge of his own hot blood, pumping from his mighty heart, flowing through every vein and muscle in his body.

This state, this overwhelming power, awakened the invincible arrogance of the past, flooding Whitebeard’s heart once again!

"I am resurrected."

Whitebeard looked down at his hands with emotion.

He then gently clenched his fist.

Bang!!

A sharp, explosive sound suddenly echoed as the air around them burst apart. The very atmosphere seemed to shatter into pieces.

Liu Feng and Shiki, standing nearby, were left stunned. The corners of their mouths twitched in response, their expressions betraying the shock they felt.

It was too overwhelming.

Whitebeard’s strength was beyond measure—powerful in every aspect.

His physical prowess, his domineering presence, his Haki, his vast combat experience, and his Devil Fruit abilities—all were flawless. There were no weaknesses, no shortcomings at all!

If it weren't for his old age and the lingering injuries he had carried for so long, it was almost impossible to imagine.

Such a man—so powerful, so invincible—had actually died at the Navy Headquarters!

"Whitebeard, long time no see."

The golden lion suddenly chuckled, his tone full of ridicule.

Whitebeard turned to look at him and laughed:

"Shiki, last time you came to my ship, you told me you were going to disappear for a while so that the sea could see the horror of a real pirate."

“But I later really saw it. A mere Straw Hat boy who didn't even master Haki managed to defeat you."

When Golden Lion heard White Beard's words, his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

After he successfully escaped from Impel Down for the first time, he ran to the Moby Dick and had a good fight with Whitebeard.

He just didn't expect that the plan of many years would be ruined by that bastard Straw Hat Boy.

Whitebeard's words were like a slap in the face, loud and harsh.

He immediately cursed with red eyes:

"Whitebeard, you bastard!! Do you want to fight!?"

"If I hadn't been careless, how could the Straw Hat Boy have defeated me!?"

A terrifying aura, like moving mountains and filling the sea, suddenly burst out from the golden lion's body, and it rose up with a roar.

The sky suddenly changed color, and the wind blew violently.

Domineering and arrogant!!

Whitebeard's expression changed slightly.

He looked at the golden lion with interest and smiled meaningfully.

"Shiki, it looks like your strength has recovered. It’s a nostalgic feeling of oppression.”

"But it's better this way. At least this way, the sea won't become so boring."

“Gulalala!!”

Whitebeard laughed loudly towards the sky, showing no fear at all.

That's right!! He has been invincible in this sea for too long.

No one was qualified to be his opponent.

What about the Four Emperors who dominate the New World?

What was the world government's most powerful admiral?

In his eyes, they were just a bunch of kids playing house.

Even Kaido the Beast and Big Mom Charlotte Linlin, who were once in the same boat, were not qualified in his eyes.

The golden lion suddenly grinned and said:

“It’s not just me. There's another old friend. I'm sure you'll be happy to see him."

Whitebeard was stunned.

But in this moment of distraction, a scorching wind suddenly blew.

Next Whitebeard felt a flash before his eyes.

A fist burning with flames was rapidly enlarging in the reflection of his pupils!

Boom!!

Whitebeard's figure suddenly flew backwards and fell heavily into a small hill behind him.

"Damn it!! Who is that bastard?!"

He struggled to climb out of the pit of earth on the hill, rubbed his blue cheek, and roared in anger.

He had just been resurrected.

The control and reaction of his body were still relatively slow. So he didn't even notice the approach of another man.

As Whitebeard stood there, he couldn't help but imagine the strength of the one who had attacked him. The guy who attacked me must be very powerful! he thought.

But so what if they were strong?

No one could stand against him!

Because he was Whitebeard!!

With that thought, a milky white halo quickly enveloped his fist, and a spark of fighting spirit flickered in his eyes.

Through the smoke, a figure began to take shape.

"Whitebeard, you bastard!!" The voice rang out, furious. "You're planning to take advantage of my son!?"

A low growl of gnashing teeth was heard.

But Whitebeard was stunned.

"Roger!?"