Achieving Nothing, I Can Only Be the Pirate King-Chapter 631 - 375: Not Dying Today

Two hours, rather than a battle, it was more like one-sided beating.

From the beginning, this Seven Warlords of the Sea member displayed an overwhelmingly powerful presence, forcing them to go all out from the start.

Hawkins had died countless times already.

His Stand Ability was still useful. Although he had not used it against his own people, coincidentally, there was actually a Whitebeard affiliated Pirates group here.

While they were fighting, they also brought out their men.

There were about eighty people, led by a captain named Habican. Although they weren’t weak, just because they said their Whitebeard Pirates were Whitebeard’s sons, it drove Weevil mad as soon as they engaged in battle.

He immediately hacked that guy to death.

And before the remaining people could attack, Hawkins attacked first, preventing him from causing further destruction.

Those people were just right for using his ability.

But the result was very bad.

He was no match for this guy; the immense power was utterly unstoppable. Although he seemed reckless, his Observation was quite good as well, and he could block Hawkins’ moves.

It wasn’t dodging; it was purely using attacks as defense, slicing through all assaults.

And a stronger Armament, not only to enhance power but also rendering Hawkins’ desperate attempts to use his ability ineffective.

The Haki was too strong, stopping his ability from being released.

More than eighty lives, entirely shielding from fatal injuries, and up until now, had been completely exhausted.

Including Urouge’s ability, even though enough damage had been accumulated to use the move that defeated Snack’s Karma Loop, the attack exploiting the flaws Hawkins created at the cost of his life was completely useless on him.

The intensity of that Haki also resisted Urouge’s power.

They managed to block that previous strike, which was already quite commendable.

Although they could still continue fighting, they likely wouldn’t last much longer.

Weevil gripped the naginata handle tightly, explosive shockwaves radiating around his body, causing the debris beneath him to momentarily float, and that pair of eyes emitted a red glow, poised to charge forward again.

"Weevil, stop it!"

At this moment, the old woman, using a cane for support, quickly shuffled over with small steps.

"Eh? Mom, aren’t we asking for clues?"

The terrifying aura retracted instantly, the red glow in Weevil’s eyes dissipated, and a long stream of snot ran down from his nose.

"Idiot, that’s enough already. We’re here for wealth; there’s no need to go against these people!"

The old woman tapped Weevil’s ankle with her cane, then looked towards Hawkins and Urouge and smiled:

"You two are high-ranking officers of the Disaster Pirates, right? I know that guy Sage; I don’t want to fight him. Just tell us the clues to Whitebeard’s inheritance, and we’ll leave."

"There’s no such thing."

Hawkins said in a deep voice, "Even if there is, if it’s in our marked territory, then it’s our captain’s."

They really didn’t know anything about Whitebeard’s inheritance, but as a ’Four Emperors,’ claiming that Whitebeard had no fortune would be unlikely.

If it truly exists... then only Sage is the rightful owner.

"That’s Whitebeard’s inheritance; even as a disaster, you shouldn’t seize others’ inheritance, right?"

The old woman pointed at Weevil, saying: "He is Whitebeard’s son, the rightful heir, and I..."

She straightened her short stature and exclaimed: "I am a scientist, and Whitebeard’s most beloved woman! Miss Buckin!"

Urouge was taken aback, "I thought such a guy would only adopt others as sons, but he actually has a biological son? It’s no less than Roger having a biological son."

He glanced at Weevil and said, "Indeed a terrifying force, worthy of being his own child."

"Eh?!"

Weevil blinked his eyes, his clumsy, ugly face breaking into a wide grin, showing a joyful smile, "What?! So you guys are good people! Yes, yes, I am Whitebeard’s biological son, you guys are so much better than those people; they all wouldn’t admit it!"

He turned to Buckin and said, "Mom! They’re good people; they mustn’t be lying. Let’s go to the next place to ask."

"Fool! How can these guys possibly tell the truth!"

Buckin tapped him again with her cane, exasperated, "This is the Disaster Pirates, notorious for greed; that disaster plundered so many countries. How could they possibly ignore the treasure of a Pirate Emperor? They must be hiding it!"

"Mom, that hurts..."

Weevil cried out in grievance.

"Shut up and look for yourself!"

Buckin took out a photo and held it up, but her body was too short, so Weevil had to bend down and look down at it,

"Eh? A mirror?" Weevil picked up the photo, momentarily stunned.

"It’s a picture of your father! Indeed, you resemble each other so much; you’re the only one who can inherit the legacy. If they won’t tell you, then it’s because they haven’t feared you. Weevil, show them the power of Whitebeard the Second!"

"Yes, Mom!"

Thud!

Weevil stomped down, the special vibration once again stirring up rubble, showcasing an unparalleled sense of power. Even though he was the same height, his biceps were probably thicker than his thighs, veins bulging as he gripped the great naginata tightly. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Tell me where my father’s inheritance is!!"

The pupils of his eyes once again emitted a red glow.

It wasn’t Supreme King Haki, just pure rage...

And this oppressive feeling made the two of them look grave.

"More imposing than before..."

Urouge hugged the lead pillar, his sinister smile surfacing again, "Looks like we’ve got to go all out. Retreating now would really be disgraceful, the Captain would punish us."

"We don’t have that choice either."

Hawkins’ body sprouted straw again, the straw on his cheeks protruding and threading back into his skin like stitches.

The elongated straw tips scrambled the order of the Tarot Cards, and he glanced at them.

"Even though I could deceive you by naming any island, which would give us a 70% survival rate, doing so would be the same as running away. I won’t do that."

He pointed with his long sword, "The answer is the same. Even if there are clues, they belong to our Captain!"

Avoid battle?

Retreat?

There was indeed that opportunity. This guy seemed straightforward, and that old lady, while shrewd, also knew the terror of Sage. If they were tactful and told a lie, they could leave and report back.

In the past, to survive, Hawkins might have done this because it’s the simplest survival path.

But since following Sage, he increasingly resisted this approach.

If everything is just for survival, then setting sail or not is just as meaningless to Hawkins.

Since he came to the New World, he doesn’t want to destroy his pride.

The high-ranking officers of the Disaster Pirates are not cowardly!

"Weevil, kill them!" Buckin shrieked.

Bang!

The ground was crushed into a massive depression as Weevil’s enormous body was about to charge forward. But just at this moment, a gigantic shadow cut through the sky like a meteor, soaring straight over their heads, leaving a piercing whistle and casting a shadow over them.

Boom!!

The sea ahead erupted with a colossal splash, sending seawater raining down like a drizzle.

The sudden sound didn’t stop Weevil from his charge. He followed Buckin’s order and was already upon Hawkins, slashing down with his powerful naginata.

No time!

Hawkins gritted his teeth, his body swelling with the covering straw, preparing to lift his sword to parry.

Clang!

The naginata sparked violently, momentarily halting its downward momentum.

It wasn’t from Hawkins; his sword hadn’t fully risen.

A sudden gale blew from nowhere, pushing Hawkins’ body and allowing him to evade the descending naginata, letting the blade carve a deep groove into the ground.

"Ugh... blinded." Weevil blinked, "What an annoying wind."

Only then did Hawkins, seizing the fleeting moment, glance at the sea, where a shattered mass of wood floated.

The volume seemed large...

But where did the wood on the sea come from?

Just as Hawkins thought this, he saw Urouge look up at the sky, smiling, "This monk won’t die today."

Rumble...

The shadow seemed to have never vanished since just now. It wasn’t caused by the exploding giant wood but rather...

"What’s happening!" Buckin looked up and shrieked, "Why has the sky darkened!"

The sky, once bright with the scorching sun, was now covered by thick dark clouds, foreboding and gradually spreading around, shrouding the entire island.

Black clouds!

"That’s right indeed."

Hawkins relaxed his posture and glanced at the Tarot Cards again, smiling, "Survival rate 99%, victory rate... 99%, almost reaching a hundred."