Chapter 432: Sad Ending...

Naval Headquarters!

Information on the whereabouts of the Faceless Pirates is being sent to the Fleet Admiral office one by one!

But before this time, Aokiji and Sengoku who was still a little nervous and worried, have now let go of half of their hearts and even wanted to laugh out loud!

They were worried about how to deal with Edward Weevil, the tumour, and then the 'faceless' Will, who is the strongest of the four Emperors, took the initiative to come over and clean up the mess for them was so beautiful and ruthless!

This is good, they don't have to think of a way to force him to deal with the war and then remove them from the Shichibukai, and they don't have to think of an excuse to fool the officials of the world government.

'Faceless' Will has solved everything for them, and now they just need to sit and wait for the other side to squeeze this fly that ruined the pot of soup, and then send out a few statements and announcements without any pain! Someone is taking the blame for everything!

Just ...

"Why did 'Faceless' Will want to kill Edward Wibble? Is it a request from the Whitebeard remnants? It can't be that they think this idiot is dangerous, right?"

Sengoku shook his head and said, "Unlikely, with the arrogance of those in the Whitebeard Pirates, they're not going to ask for help, especially against a bastard who tarnished their old man's name."

"Indeed, so what on earth could make the Faceless Pirates come all the way out here just to kill Edward Weevil?"

"We'll know the reason for this sooner or later, and right now what we need to do is not to let anyone bother them, hasn't the other side already made their attitude clear, then just keep the status quo, the other side won't come to our trouble, and we'll hold still."

Aokiji immediately nodded his head, indeed, this was the best result already.

.........

From Heart Island, on the food street.

Edward Weevil, holding a weapon similar to that of Whitebeard, looked a bit miserable at this time. His whole body was almost covered with wounds, his eyes had been blocked by the continuous flow of blood, and his mouth was breathing heavily.

The only thing that remained unchanged was the subtle look of fierceness in his silly eyes!

Against such a retarded opponent with nothing but muscles in his head, Redfield was almost a total hangover from the start of the fight!

Even though Edward Weevil was furiously causing havoc on the ground, he couldn't touch a single hair on Redfield's head, and his straightforward attacks were childish play in the face of Redfield's awesome observation haki!

If it weren't for the fact that this guy's strength is truly inhuman and increases rapidly as the battle progresses, along with his extreme defence, self-healing, and strong armament haki as protection, the fight might have been over in less than a minute!

And now Edward Weevil's dying struggle extends the 'minute' back that much further by ten seconds!

"Let's end this, you've taken up a lot of my time."

"I'm going to... Kill you...!"

Scarlet Tide!

Redfield, with his umbrella weapon, held up flat, pointed at the wounded Edward Weevil, then ignored the roaring madness of his opponent and came roaring in with a mighty smack!

Poof ...!

Blood raining down on the sky!

With a bang, Edward Weevil's massive body shakes straight down to the ground!

Blood rained down and stained the ground and his body, but the strange thing was that Redfield, who was three meters away from him, didn't have a single trace of blood on his body, and still looked so gentlemanly and noble!

At this moment, Redfield's eyes were filled with indifference as he looked at Edward Weevil, who had fallen to the ground and was unable to rise again.

If we had to take an example, it would probably be the farsightedness of a pedestrian walking down the street accidentally stepping on a cockroach, both disgusted and oblivious!

"That one took out at least 70 percent of the blood in your body, and even then you're still alive and trying to survive, should I praise you for your extraordinary vitality or be angry that you've wasted another second of my life?"

The umbrella in Redfield's hand had been aimed at Edward Weevil's neck, and he more or less remembered the words his obnoxious captain had instructed him before the fight.

"Mom ... Mom ..."

Edward Weevil struggled to reach out in one direction, where a frightened-looking Miss Bakki took two steps back, then without hesitation turned around and fled on her short legs.

His Son?

It's just a means of deception, and now this idiot has been targeted by the Faceless Pirates and has completely lost the value of use. Should she have to wait to die instead of running?

Edward Weevil has been abandoned once again, just as he was at the beginning...

Redfield looked back towards the crowd with a feeling, then coldly extended his uniquely shaped umbrella weapon.

Seeing that the battle was over, Will did not look surprised at all, he just moved his finger and the floating building in the sky fell back into place.

Boom!

Redfield, who had picked Edward Weevil's body, casually dropped the man and said unhappily, "He is still breathing, next time let someone else fight such a weak opponent."

The 'Whitebeard II' who had severed Zephyr's arm, slaughtered an entire ship's worth of elite naval cadets, and was drafted into the Shichibukai by the world government, only received such comment from Redfield.

"It's good to leave him alive, those guys have a chance to take revenge themselves." Will shrugged his shoulders indifferently, then used his ability to directly float the half-dead Edward Weevil up and turned away with his crew.

Nami and the others, who had wanted to rest in this town for a day, followed along after seeing the way the inhabitants here treated them.

Only after the Faceless Pirates left like that did the residents finally realize what had just happened!

Their hearts were filled with joy as they drew in a breath of cold air!

At this moment, the Faceless Pirates, unlike the rumours, have unexpectedly received a wave of gratitude, which is unpredictable.

So now it's time to settle the score!

"Let go of me! You bastards! What do you want! Navy, Navy, come out and help me!"

Without saying a word, Miss Bakkin abandoned her 'son' and chose to run away, somehow was recaptured by the angry inhabitants, and then she could only watch in horror as a group of people with red eyes, eager to eat her flesh and drink her blood, drowned themselves in anger that covered their sanity.

Her last resort, the navy, all turned around, seemingly unaware of the riot.