Chapter 247: Are You Really That Afraid of the New Era!

Chapter 247: Chapter 247: Are You Really That Afraid of the New Era!

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"Good!"

Countless citizens outside the light screen clapped and cheered. They didn’t understand Conqueror’s Haki, Ancient Weapons, or the deep games between Yonko and Admirals.

They only saw that arrogant, overbearing Marine Admiral who discriminated against non-affiliate countries get blasted away by a pink dragon’s flames.

That was enough.

"Serves him right!"

"Let him look down on people!"

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"The samurai of Wano Country are amazing!"

Cheers rose one after another.

But the thoughts of the true powerhouses had long since moved beyond this battle.

"Hey hey hey, Little fierce, do you know what Ancient Weapons are?"

Shiki floated in mid-air, looking down with a confused expression. Silver Axe frowned and thought for a long time before finally slowly shaking his head.

"Never heard of them."

"Ancient Weapons..."

Ganzi stroked his chin, eyes shining: "Sounds like something really powerful."

"Nonsense..."

Shiki rolled his eyes: "If it can make the Gorosei react like that, how could it not be powerful?"

His gaze swept over the people present — Big Mom, Kaido, Whitebeard...

These future Yonko also had curious light flickering in their eyes at this moment.

But no one could give an answer. The matter of Ancient Weapons was too distant for them right now.

That was a secret belonging to the "future," belonging to a "higher level" of understanding.

They might come to know it later, but right now they were still too young!

At this moment in Elbaf.

Elder Jarul’s expression was different from everyone else’s. When the words "Ancient Weapon Pluton" came from the light screen, this giant elder’s pupils contracted violently.

Those pupils were filled with shock!

"Elder Jarul?"

The giant soldier beside him noticed his abnormality and asked with concern: "Do you know something?"

Elder Jarul was silent for a long time. Everyone’s gazes gathered on him.

But in the end, he still shook his head and only slowly said two words: "Cannot say!"

His voice was low and hoarse.

"This matter is of great importance... The fewer people who know, the better."

The giants looked at each other, but no one pressed further.

Because they trusted Elder Jarul. If he said it couldn’t be said, then it absolutely couldn’t be said.

After calming his clansmen, Elder Jarul once again looked toward the light screen, toward Wano Country, toward that pink dragon.

Toward Momonosuke and the Nine Red Scabbards...

His eyes were filled with complexity. If Pluton was truly in Wano Country, then the burden on this child...

Would be heavier than anyone else’s!

In the light screen.

The smoke and dust on the battlefield gradually dispersed.

Green Bull’s figure reappeared before everyone.

He was completely unharmed!

"How is that possible?!" Momonosuke’s dragon pupils widened.

That Heat Breath had clearly struck him head-on. It had clearly burned that gigantic tree man to ashes.

Why...

"Just you, this cheap imitation — don’t make me laugh!"

Green Bull’s voice came over, carrying a trace of pride. Beneath his feet, a seed was rapidly withering.

That was his substitute. The moment the Heat Breath struck him, he had transferred himself into a seed he had buried underground in advance.

Another application of the Woods-Woods Fruit was the transfer of life.

"Brat, you’re still a little too green."

Green Bull raised his head and looked at that pink dragon. The killing intent in his eyes grew even stronger: "That attack just now was indeed not bad."

He moved his limbs a bit, but his tone remained just as contemptuous: "But that’s all it was. Next..."

Green Bull raised his hand. Countless vines once again surged up from underground: "It’s my turn."

The Red Scabbard warriors gritted their teeth and prepared to fight again. Yamato gripped her kanabo tightly, standing in front of Momonosuke.

Momonosuke’s dragon body trembled slightly, his eyes filled with unwillingness!

At this moment, on the distant sea, a ship moved!

The Red Hair Pirates.

Shanks slowly walked to the edge of the deck. His hand rested on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

The famous blade Gryphon slowly left its sheath.

The next second, a violent burst of Conqueror’s Haki swept out like a tsunami!

"Ugh!"

On the deck, several new crew members of the Red Hair Pirates rolled their eyes and directly fainted.

Lucky Roux almost lost his footing. He looked at Shanks with a confused expression: "Boss, don’t suddenly release Haki like that! The new guys can’t handle it!"

Shanks didn’t answer. His gaze passed through the sea, through the sky, through all obstacles, and landed on Green Bull, who was about to make his move.

On the battlefield.

Green Bull’s figure suddenly stiffened.

An invisible pressure, like a mountain, pressed down on him. That wasn’t an illusion — it was real!

It was Conqueror’s Haki!

The kind of Haki that only true powerhouses could release — Haki powerful enough to tear apart the heavens and earth.

"This is!"

Momonosuke and the others were confused. They looked around but couldn’t find the source of this Haki.

Who was it?

Who was helping them?

Green Bull’s pupils contracted violently. He sensed the direction of that Haki and its owner.

That existence which instinctively made him feel wary!

"Red Hair Pirates...?!" His voice trembled.

"They’re nearby?!"

Green Bull muttered to himself, but the next second, a voice crossed the sea and clearly reached him: "I wouldn’t go so far as to call you despicable, Marine."

That voice was calm, yet carried undeniable authority.

"However..."

Shanks paused. Then his tone clearly carried anger as he continued: "For these young shoots who have yet to recover from changing the history of pirates..."

His voice suddenly turned cold at this moment.

"You doing this is a bit tactless, you know."

Shanks.

Yonko Red-Haired Shanks!

He was speaking. He was talking to Green Bull. Although they were separated by the sea, the two were still conversing across the distance!

This was the strength of a true powerhouse. This was the strength of a Yonko!

Green Bull’s body began to shrink. His form changed from tree man back to human form, then from human form became even smaller.

That was a sign of wariness.

It was an instinctive reaction even he couldn’t control.

"You people... Are you really that afraid of the new era?"

Shanks’ voice came once again.

The scene in the light screen flashed, showing several fragments.

The story between Luffy and Shanks, and the appearance of a little girl dancing!

From that figure, it was undoubtedly Uta!

On the battlefield, Green Bull raised both hands high. That posture was quite unsightly.

It looked like surrender, like admitting defeat, and even more like completely giving up resistance.

"Right now... I don’t want to go to war with you. At least not right now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the pressure of Conqueror’s Haki came crashing down again.

It was a warning. A warning of "you’d better know what’s good for you."

Green Bull gritted his teeth.

He looked at Momonosuke, looked at Yamato, looked at those samurai covered in wounds.

In the end, he made his decision — to retreat. In the blink of an eye, Green Bull disappeared without a trace.

The battlefield fell into silence.

"He... left?" Denjiro spoke in disbelief.

"He really left?"

Yamato stared blankly at that sea of fire, at the direction where Green Bull had vanished.

Then she smiled.

"Momonosuke-kun! You did it! You protected Wano Country with your own strength!"

Momonosuke’s dragon pupils were filled with confusion. Only after hearing Yamato’s words did he nod in a daze...

He did it?

He really did it?!

"Lord Momonosuke!" Denjiro’s voice rang out.

"You’re amazing!"

"That Heat Breath was so cool!"

"You’ve really grown up!"

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The samurai gathered around, praising him one after another.

Momonosuke was a little overwhelmed by the praise.

But what mattered was that the enemy had retreated!

Wano Country had been protected. That was enough...

On a distant hill, several figures sat quietly.

Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Jinbe.

They looked at the sea of fire in the distance, at the cheering samurai, at that pink giant dragon that didn’t know what to do with itself.

"That kid..." Sanji had a cigarette in his mouth, the corner of his lips slightly raised.

"He’s actually pretty capable."

Zoro didn’t speak, but a trace of approval flashed in his eyes.

Jinbe nodded lightly.

"That Heat Breath’s power is no less than Kaido’s."

Listening to their words, the smile on Luffy’s face grew brighter and brighter.

"Hehehe..."

He was laughing very happily. It wasn’t entirely because Green Bull had been driven away.

He was happy, on one hand, because Momonosuke had truly grown up. From that little brat who could only hide behind him and cry.

He had become a shogun who could stand on his own, become a dragon who could protect Wano Country.

On the other hand, Luffy had sensed a familiar presence...

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