Novel Full Chapter 359: Can You Handle This, Whitebeard?!
Chapter 359: Chapter 359: Can You Handle This, Whitebeard?!
Meanwhile, Shanks was still reeling from the shock of Vir snapping his fingers and completely nullifying his Haki.
Watching Vir’s actions, he fell silent.
It seemed… there really was no stopping him.
But it didn’t matter anymore.
The reason Shanks didn’t want Vir to heal Whitebeard here was his fear that a fully revived Whitebeard would lead his crew to wipe Marineford off the map.
At that point, Whitebeard might not even give him face.
After all, it was the Marines who had killed him.
They say the murder of one’s father is an unforgivable grudge.
Then the murder of oneself… Well, he probably wouldn’t let that slide either.
To prevent such a scenario, Shanks had wanted Vir to take the treatment elsewhere.
But now, barring any surprises, that plan was ruined.
Yet it no longer mattered.
That guy had already been delayed for so long.
Whitebeard was long dead.
No matter how skilled Vir was, there was no way he could bring back someone who had been dead for this long.
As long as he couldn’t revive him, the outcome would be the same.
Shanks’ goal had always been to maintain balance.
Seeing Vir pull out that absurd toy again, Shanks made no further moves.
Like the Marines, they became mere spectators.
“Shanks… that guy really nullified your Haki?”
Seeing Shanks relax, Benn Beckman, who was chewing on a cigar, frowned and asked.
“Yeah… It just vanished all of a sudden…”
The Red Hair Pirates widened their eyes in disbelief.
They had been skeptical at first, but now that their captain himself had confirmed it, how could they doubt it?
This guy… actually had such a method!
They stared in shock at Vir, who was rummaging through his medical kit.
How was this possible?
No one understood Shanks better than his crew.
And now, no one was more stunned than them.
It took them a while to digest this fact—not that they were weak-willed.
It was just too unbelievable.
Meanwhile, on the Marine side, Sengoku and the others watched as Vir actually began treatment.
With no other choice, Sengoku waved his hand and ordered all broadcasts to be cut.
Whether or not this brat could pull it off, the Marines had already gotten all the positive publicity they could.
The world only needed to know one thing:
Whitebeard was dead—killed by the Marines!
That was the only achievement the Marines could claim, and the only one they wanted.
Their thoughts aligned with Shanks’.
Too much time had passed.
His body was already cold!
His soul had long since departed.
Ace’s revival could be explained—he had only just died.
But Whitebeard? He had been dead for a while now.
Even if Vir tried, it would cost him half his life to bring him back!
And even if he did, those injuries were absolutely impossible to heal in a short time.
Every single wound on Whitebeard’s body was fatal.
With that brat’s crude methods, expecting a quick recovery was pure delusion!
After cutting off the broadcast, everyone relaxed slightly.
The situation was clear now—there would be no more fighting.
Shanks had already sat down on the ground, looking like he was just here to watch the show.
What was there left to fight about?
Seeing this, Bullet clicked his tongue in disappointment.
“Tch… They didn’t even fight!” He had been looking forward to crossing blades with Shanks.
But truthfully, even though Bullet had the strength of a Yonko, there was still a gap between him and Shanks…
Grumbling, he plopped down as well.
Bullet wanted to see how the hell someone dead for this long could be revived.
The others, seeing Shanks had no intention of fighting, all turned their attention to Vir.
Marco and the Whitebeard Pirates watched with hope.
Kaido and Yamato, perched on his shoulder, were brimming with curiosity.
Shiki, on the other hand, seemed indifferent—but inside, he was more anxious than anyone.
Of the old legends from their era, only Whitebeard remained.
If Whitebeard was gone… he would truly be alone.
Only Ace frowned deeply.
He knew the whole process.
But thinking of his father, he reassured himself.
“Just reincarnation? Pops wouldn’t even bat an eye.”
Vir’s plan to embarrass Whitebeard was doomed to fail!
Confident, Ace turned to look at Vir.
But the moment he did—
His entire worldview shattered.
He immediately regretted his earlier words.
This… Who the hell could withstand this?!
Anyone would break under this!!
Ace’s eyes bulged, his face twisted in shock.
The entire Whitebeard Pirates mirrored his expression—except for one man.
Jozu.
Because what Vir had pulled out this time wasn’t Big Mom’s silicone toy—
It was Jozu! A Jozu model!
A perfect one-to-one replica!
And most importantly… its outfit.
Yes!
The silicone figure was modeled after that photo—the one Vir had shown off on Sabaody Archipelago!
Jozu in a coy, cross-dressing pose!
Two little braids on his head, cheeks flushed with blush!
A tight leather outfit perfectly outlined his figure!
Below, a bright pink skirt stole the show.
In his hand, a small whip.
On his feet, towering high heels—at least 10 centimeters!
His gaze was sultry, his lips painted a fiery red…
A feast! This was a national feast!
Indeed, Vir had just used a “Shape-Shifter” (bought from the system’s store) to modify the Soul Slayer—
Transforming it into Jozu’s likeness…
And in this shy, charming, adorable form.
Holding the toy, Vir grinned wildly at Whitebeard.
But that wasn’t all.
Vir had come fully prepared for Whitebeard.
First, a Sensory Link Device—
Attached to the Soul Slayer, it would allow Whitebeard’s soul to experience every sensation from that body!
This alone cost him 2 million negative points.
But it didn’t matter.
It had a high chance of earning back its worth!
And second—
A Sky Island Tone Dial…
Inside it?
A recording of Whitebeard’s sobbing on the Moby Dick!
Soon, when it’s time to pull the plug…
Full volume! With an amplifier! Non-stop! Single-track loop!