Chapter 411: Whitebeard: Roger, aren't you dead?

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"Roger!?"

Whitebeard couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise, and his eyes widened as he stared at the figure that was looming in the dust and wind.

This breath…

This sound…

And that familiar figure…

He would never forget it for the rest of his life.

Absolutely.

The moment the Golden Lion saw this scene, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

This punch…

What a fight!

A spectacular clash!

He almost wanted to jump up and give Roger a thumbs-up.

That bastard Whitebeard was always showing off.

He had wanted to beat him up for a long time.

Every time they met, he acted all high and mighty, claiming he wanted to sink him into the sea.

Was that even possible?

He had the Float-Float Devil Fruit!

Liu Feng's mouth twitched wildly and black lines appeared on his forehead.

He had anticipated this scene a long time ago.

At first, he was reluctant to bring Roger, that fool, along. But for some reason, Roger suddenly seemed a little smarter.

He actually figured out that Whitebeard was about to be revived.

Then, without shame, he clung to Liu Feng's leg, wailing in front of countless NEO Navy soldiers. His trousers were soon drenched in saliva and snot.

In the end, Liu Feng had no choice. He felt like he couldn't just turn him away.

And so, he brought Roger along.

But what he hadn't expected…

The moment Whitebeard was resurrected, Roger threw a punch at him without hesitation!

The wind swept away the dust as the Whitebeard stared in a daze as Roger's figure became clearer. He took a deep breath.

It was really Roger!

"Roger! Aren't you supposed to be dead?!"

Whitebeard raised his finger and one of his hands began to tremble slightly, showing his inner unrest at this moment.

Roger blushed and said angrily:

"You are the one who died!!! Your whole family is dead!!"

Whitebeard was stunned and nodded blankly. Yes, he was dead. As for his family, he never really had one to begin with.

"You old bastard!"

Roger shouted.

 "Back then, I was kind enough to tell you where Raftel was, but in the end, you went after my son, Ace!"

Roger was so angry that his head was smoking and he started dancing his hands in the air.

"You bastard! If you want a son, go give birth to him yourself!"

"What kind of man are you to steal my son?!"

Whitebeard's face suddenly turned dark.

"…."

He didn't know how to explain himself.

He had known about Ace's identity for a long time. He had always been aware that Ace was Roger's son.

But that didn't matter.

What truly mattered was that he had treated Ace as his own son and had even planned to raise him as his successor.

Yet, standing before Roger now, Whitebeard couldn't deny that what he had done wasn't entirely fair.

"When we were drinking, you didn't have a son yet, did you?" Whitebeard said angrily.

Roger was stunned.

Then he became furious for no reason.

"I don't care!!"

Whitebeard rubbed his temple helplessly.

This guy Roger was still as difficult to communicate with as ever.

"But, Roger, aren't you already dead? How come you're alive again?"

He suddenly remembered this and asked again.

Roger pointed at Liu Feng breathlessly.

"This kid resurrected me."

Liu Feng raised his eyelids and said dissatisfiedly:

"This Boy?"

Roger immediately shrank back and flashed a playful smile.

"No, no, no! You spoke too fast," he said, grinning. "Our boss is the one who resurrected me!"

He patted his chest confidently, looking incredibly proud.

Liu Feng: "…"

"Resurrected?" Whitebeard looked at Liu Feng with suspicion.

A thin body, a calm and steady aura—he seemed just like an ordinary person.

Standing beside the imposing figures of the Golden Lion and Roger, he was almost unnoticeable.

He had never heard of the power of resurrection.

If there really was such a miraculous power in this ocean, the world would have been in chaos long ago.

"Dad, it's true," Marco whispered to Whitebeard.

"This is His Excellency Liu Feng, the Fleet Admiral of the NEO Navy. He commands countless soldiers, and his elite forces and admirals have already surpassed those of the Navy Headquarters. Under his leadership, the NEO Navy has become the new ruler of the New World."

"He has the power to bring the dead back to life. Both Roger and you were resurrected by him."

Upon hearing this, Whitebeard showed a look of shock on his face.

'Does this kid really have the ability to resurrect the dead?'

'NEO New Navy, isn't that the army led by Zephyr?'

'How come it's this guy's turn to be Fleet Admiral?'

And judging from the attitudes of Shiki and Roger, it seems that they were really led by this guy named Liu Feng.

But how could this be possible?!

The Golden Lion and Roger were both arrogant, domineering figures. They could never stand to be inferior to anyone!

"So, you're the overlord of the New World now?" Whitebeard asked, his voice tinged with doubt.

A smile slowly curled at the corner of Liu Feng's mouth.

"What's the matter? Don't believe it?"