Chapter 115: At the Brink of Life and Death, I Choose...

"My God... What kind of monsters are these?"

In Central Park on the Sabaody Archipelago, the residents watching the live broadcast on the big screen were all in disbelief after witnessing the unprecedentedly intense battlefield. Their mouths hung open, and they were plunged into endless shock.

"Did you see that? That's Whitebeard. He can cause tsunamis and earthquakes with a single punch..."

"No wonder he's called the strongest man in the world."

"Can the navy really defeat monsters of this caliber?"

Someone couldn't help but ask.

"Don't boost the pirates' morale."

Someone nearby immediately retorted, "Even if he can cause tsunamis, didn't you see Admiral Aokiji freeze all the surrounding seawater?"

"Sure, Whitebeard is powerful, but the navy has three people as strong as him! Three against one, no matter how you look at it, the advantage is on our side..."

"Our side?"

Before the person could finish, an old man suddenly interrupted, "You're aligning yourself with the navy? Have you forgotten what the Celestial Dragons did on our island a few days ago?"

Not only did they kill several ordinary civilians who didn't kneel in time, but many were also forcibly taken to serve as concubines and slaves for the Celestial Dragons...

"Those beasts..."

The old man stomped his cane on the ground angrily, his face red with rage. "These dogs of the Celestial Dragons, it would be better if the Whitebeard Pirates killed them!"

At some point, the navy had become equivalent to pirates in his eyes.

The others looked at each other.

They knew the navy was protecting the Celestial Dragons, but what could they do?

At least with the navy, there was some order on the seas.

If the navy were truly defeated by the Whitebeard Pirates, there would be no order at all.

The world would face disaster, and they, the ordinary civilians, would become lambs to the slaughter for any passing pirate.

The resulting casualties would be far greater than now.

As they fell silent, someone shouted.

"Look, that navy guy is covered in electricity! He's fighting Marco the Phoenix, the First Division Commander of the Whitebeard Pirates!"

"So... so strong!"

"Is he a vice admiral?"

"No!" Someone shook their head. "I heard that vice admirals are at least thirty-five years old. Someone this young can't be a vice admiral."

"Not a vice admiral but still holding his own against Marco?"

That's the right-hand man of a Yonko!

Even though it looked like Marco had the upper hand, this level of strength was enough to shock everyone watching.

Especially when Vivian, covered in blood, got up and continued walking towards Marco, the sense of awe deepened.

"Go, navy!"

"Go, big brother!"

The children of the Sabaody Archipelago watched with shining eyes.

Similarly, Shakky, standing among the crowd, held a cigarette between her fingers, her face full of worry.

"Is this the new generation of the navy?"

Rayleigh...

I wonder if you'll come back safely from wherever you went...

...

"Cough... cough cough..."

Blue flames burned on Vivian's navy uniform.

But strangely, he didn't feel the burn.

Enduring the intense pain, he looked at Marco approaching him and felt a sense of foreboding. Just as he was about to chant a spell to teleport back to Impel Down and save his life, Marco's talons struck first, sending him flying into the air.

"Wow!"

Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and at this moment, Vivian could only think of one thing: MMP, should I say it or not?

No way?

Marco, are you really trying to kill me?

Was what I did just now too hateful, or what?

Well, maybe…

Last time on Albaek Island, I annoyed this guy, and this time in Marineford, I stuck to him like glue, not letting him save Ace. Anyone would want to kill me by now.

But what should I do now?

I don't want to die!

Vivian twisted his body in the air, seeing Marco spread his wings and fly towards him. But at that moment…

Whoosh—!

A golden light, slightly lighter than his Thunder Breath, suddenly flashed by, blocking Marco.

Bang!

A leg and a claw collided fiercely, forming a halo of light. When the upper body was fully revealed, everyone finally saw the newcomer's appearance.

"Kizaru?"

Marco couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Haha…" Falling back to the ground and landing in a heap, Vivian couldn't help but grin and laugh.

That bastard Kizaru, he still knows how to save me.

"Finally, a bit of good…"

Before he could finish the word "luck," there was another thud. Kizaru, who had just used Moonwalk to hover above, was kicked away by Marco, flying like a cannonball and crashing into the execution platform wall, shattering it.

Marine soldiers: =???=???(●???●|||)

Vivian: (°ー°〃)

Marco: ???

What's going on?

A Marine Admiral… got kicked away by a Yonko's commander?

This is… ridiculous…

Seeing this, Vivian couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood.

Damn it, that old bastard Kizaru is playing me again!

Seeing Kizaru kicked away and completely silent, and Marco approaching again, Vivian retreated a few steps in the chaotic battlefield, his brain working rapidly.

But at this critical moment…

[Option 1: Shout "The Navy never surrenders" and continue attacking Marco. (Reward: Random combat skill x1)]

[Option 2: Kneel on the ground and beg Marco for mercy with tears. (Reward: Random special skill x1)]

[Option 3: Laugh fearlessly, sit down, and mutter, "It's a pity I can't see Aili one last time before I die…" (Reward: Random basic attribute +1)]

The options suddenly popped up in his mind.