481 : Ace Rescued! Whitebeard's Final Order! -

"Go, Ace! Go, Luffy!" Marco cried, grabbing Ace by the shoulder, his phoenix wings shimmering with blue flame. "Don't let his resolve go to waste!"

Fire and rubber danced in a lethal duo, carving a path through the elite Marine ranks. For a fleeting moment, hope felt like a physical weight, lifting the spirits of the battered Whitebeard Pirates. They were doing it. They were bringing their brother home. 481 : Ace Rescued! Whitebeard's Final Order!

"You and I part ways here," the Moby Dick’s captain declared, a ghost of a smile touching his lips. "Everyone must survive! Return safely to the New World!" "Go, Ace

He stood like a mountain of scarred flesh and sheer willpower, his massive naginata, Murakumogiri, planted in the cracked earth. Blood leaked from a hundred wounds, and his legendary coat hung heavy with the grime of war. He looked at his "sons" one last time. For a fleeting moment, hope felt like a

"It’s a Captain’s Order," Whitebeard growled, his eyes narrowing as he turned his back on them to face the surging tide of Marines and the three Admirals. "I am a remnant of the old era. There is no ship in the new era for me!"