Chapter 345: Mega Wave

"Hey!!!"

Shanks looked at Yeruashi, who was standing on the deck of the approaching ship, and shouted loudly in a gust of wind, "Follow us, or you may perish at sea! We're not going to steal you away in the middle of a storm Maybe it's fate!!!"

"This is quite reasonable."

Yeruashi smiled as he looked at Shanks, who was shouting loudly in the middle of the storm.

The future Fourth Emperor, and one of the greatest pirates of the New World, looked very young and kind, even compared to the young Aokiji he had met before.

"You'll have a chance to escape if your ship follows us, but if you stay behind, we won't be able to help you."

Yasopp, pulling on the sail rope, shouted loudly in the middle of the storm.

Just at this moment.

The storm intensified again and a giant wave, more than ten meters high, rushed toward the two ships, threatening to engulf and destroy them.

"Beckman!"

Shanks stopped smiling and shouted seriously.

"Roger that, Captain!"

Beckman quickly ran over to Shanks and grabbed the steering wheel from him.

Shanks approached the bow of the ship, saw the giant wave approaching and pulled the sword from the scabbard on his belt.

Whoosh!!!

With a sharp swing of the blade, a large slash several tens of meters long flashed out and cut the giant wave that was about to crash into the ships.

"As expected from the captain, ha ha ha ha!!!"

Yasopp laughed out loud as he continued to tighten the sails.

Shanks retreated to the ship's mast and grabbed the rope, still holding the sheet in his hand, "Keep following us, let's get out of this storm together!"

Not far behind.

Yeruashi slowly lowered his hand as he saw that Shanks had taken a step.

He looked thoughtfully at Shanks on the deck, a soft sky blue glow in his pupils.

"That's... The sword path of this world?"

"There is no concentrated chakra or any other energy, all the physical strength of the swordsman is released and creates a great pressure with in the movement of the blade, and a great cut is formed due to the enormous pressure in the air..."

Yeruashi whispered with interest, stroking his chin.

In Naruto's world there is also sword art, but it is radically different from the sword art of this world.

After reaching the top, a swordsman of this world will be able to cut through huge mountains or even small islands with a single swing of his sword.

Such power can be compared to the attack of the Full Susanoo.

Although the upper limit of this world's power system is not that high, there are some directions that can arouse interest even in Yeruashi, such as the way of the sword.

Whoosh!!!

While Yeruashi was thinking about the sword path, Shanks cut a couple of bigger waves.

The two boats sailed through the pouring rain, breaking the huge waves, hoping to escape the epicenter of this terrifying storm.

But...

It seems that Shanks was very unlucky this time, because the storm was moving exactly in the direction the boats were sailing, and over time the waves only increased.

Shanks is only twenty years old now.

He was not yet one of the Four Emperors of the New World, nor was he a great sword master who had reached the pinnacle of the way of the sword.

Twenty-year-old Shanks began to feel the strain of the storm as it continued to intensify.

"My skill is still not enough..."

Shanks sighed deeply and wiped a hand across the beads of sweat trickling down his forehead.

In the past, when he had traveled the turbulent waters of the Grand Line on Roger's pirate ship, he had been no more than an ordinary cabin boy, sneaking around with the Buggy behind the backs of the likes of Golden Roger, Silvers Rayleigh, Scopper Gaban and Douglas Bullet.

But now, as captain of the Redheaded Pirates, he must take responsibility for the crew himself, hacking his way through any storm with his sword.

He couldn't help but sigh as he remembered how Roger and Rayleigh had easily cut through terrifying waves bigger than mountains with their attacks.

"Captain! I'll help you!"

"Hey! Come here and grab the ropes!!!"

Yasopp, Beckman and the others also noticed that Shanks was being pressed down and began shouting, calling out to the crew members who didn't have much strength to pass them the rudder and ropes, and then immediately came over to Shanks.

Another wave, some thirty or forty meters high, was approaching the ship,

Boom!!!

The barrage of attacks from Shanks, Beckman and the others assembled was able to destroy a wave some thirty to forty meters high.

Shanks breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, feeling the support of his nakamas.

But...

His smile didn't last long, because a large black shadow appeared in the sea at a great distance.

Although visibility was quite poor in the middle of the storm, it wasn't hard to see an even more terrifying wave coming towards them!

"This is bad... looks like we're in trouble... captain..."

The bandage on Yasopp's forehead was soaked with cold sweat, "Why the hell are the waves in our path only getting stronger... aren't we moving away from the epicenter of the storm?"

Beckman's face was grim: "We were really trying to get away from the storm...but do you think we're really making any headway with these waves?"

"You mean..."

Yasopp's face paled sharply.

Beckman nodded, "The epicenter of the storm must have shifted and now we're not only not moving away, we're moving directly toward it..."

He took a deep breath, looking at the terrifying wave rushing in their direction, and continued, "...it looks like we can only hope for luck now."

"It's not that bad, Beckman."

Shanks had seen plenty of much scarier storms, so he didn't panic, but smiled confidently, "Our journey can't end here!"

"It's okay..."

Seeing Shanks' optimistic attitude, Beckman spat out a soggy cigarette and said decisively, "Then let's fight with all our might!"

Everyone took a deep breath and looked at the wave in the distance, which so far only looked like a small black line, but it was still enough to make the atmosphere depressed and heavy, some of the team members even found it hard to breathe.

In this heavy atmosphere.

A voice came from the side.

"You don't seem to be able to handle it..."

Yeruashi, who was standing on the deck of the nearby ship, looked at the images of the future with a pale golden glow in his eyes and chuckled.

Although Yeruashi's voice was not loud, it echoed clearly in the ears of Beckman and the others, despite the terrifying storm.

The red-haired pirates turned their heads in a daze and saw Yeruashi standing relaxed on the deck of the nearby ship.

He took two steps forward and said calmly, looking up at the dark sky, "Now..."

"...It's my turn."