boyutpedia Chapter 229: Gurararara! You brat, you've finally come!
Chapter 229: Gurararara! You brat, you've finally come!
A face covered in cigarette ash.
It was a young member of the Whitebeard Pirates, his scimitar clattering to the ground, his mouth agape, wide enough to fit a fist.
A face that looked utterly lost and dejected.
An island resident clutched her child tightly, tears streaming down her face, her gaze fixed on the sky.
Meanwhile, the captains of the Whitebeard Pirates were covered in wounds, their clothes soaked in blood, but they forgot the pain and just stared blankly upwards.
Countless faces like these piece together the island's current deathly silence.
Surviving civilians.
The Whitebeard Pirates members fighting valiantly.
Everyone looked up at the sky, mouths agape, faces filled with shock.
After all, it involves diverting seawater to flood the volcano.
This is something only a god could do.
Now, a god intervened and quelled the volcanic eruption, saving them.
Dead silence.
Absolute silence.
Until a burst of wild laughter pierced the sky, like a thunderclap, splitting the stagnant air.
"Guralalalalalala!"
It's a white beard.
It's Edward Newgate.
His laughter no longer carried the previous heaviness and strain, but was filled with pure, heartfelt ecstasy.
The ecstasy a father feels upon seeing his proudest son return.
That laughter has a magical quality.
It rushed into everyone's ears, washed over everyone's soul, and cleansed away all the fear and despair brought by the apocalyptic disaster.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
They understood.
I understood the meaning behind my father's laughter.
The man is back.
"That's right! It's him!"
His eyes, which had been dulled by exhaustion, suddenly burst with excitement.
boom!
Golden flames burst forth from his body, more intense and brighter than ever before.
Without the slightest hesitation, he transformed into a golden phoenix, flapped his wings, creating scalding air currents, and desperately rushed towards the blurry figure in the sky.
The speed was extremely fast.
It left a long, golden trail in the air.
Everyone's eyes followed that golden light.
"Tatsuba!"
Marco's extremely excited trembling voice echoed in the air, clearly reaching everyone's ears.
"You're finally back!"
Marco's confirmation was like a bomb that detonated all emotions, exploding completely on the ground.
The white-bearded man's laughter was like a shot of adrenaline.
on the ground.
"It's Brother Chenye!"
"Captain Chenye is back!"
"We're saved!"
Jozbita...
After a brief moment of stunned silence, the squad leaders and crew members erupted in earth-shattering cheers.
They threw down their weapons, embraced each other, and cried their hearts out.
The last bit of despair in my heart was torn apart, crushed, and burned to ashes by this overwhelming ecstasy.
Hope has returned.
Their strongest family members are back now!
air.
Chen Ye's figure hovered in the air.
He looked at the golden phoenix excitedly circling around him, a faint smile playing on his lips, and nodded at it.
With a simple gesture, Marco was so excited he almost fell off the plane.
He really came back.
Seeing Marco's excitement, Chen Ye teased, "Marco, it seems you're adapting well to the power I bestowed upon you!"
Chen Ye's gaze did not linger on Marco.
His gaze passed over the excited Marco, across hundreds of meters, through the billowing steam and volcanic ash, and landed precisely on the ground.
It landed on that enormous, unyielding figure, as solid as a mountain.
Two gazes collided in mid-air.
A moment of calm.
A domineering force.
"Dad, it's been a long time."
Chen Ye's voice was calm and even, without any deliberate attempt to raise it, yet it carried a peculiar power and clearly reached the ears of everyone present.
A simple greeting caused the cheers from the entire audience to suddenly stop.
Everyone fell silent, held their breath, and witnessed this reunion that transcended time.
The voice just fell.
Chen Ye's figure vanished into thin air in front of Marco.
There was no warning.
There is no process.
It was so fast that even a master like Marco couldn't catch a trace of it.
He stared blankly at the spot where Chen Ye had disappeared, then, as if he had thought of something, he immediately swooped down towards the ground.
next second.
Before the port, in front of the huge figure of the white-bearded man, ripples spread through the space.
Chen Ye's figure appeared silently.
He landed on his toes without stirring up a speck of dust.
The surrounding crew members, those burly men who had just been celebrating, retreated in awe the moment they saw him appear.
They consciously and proactively made way for him, clearing a wide path for him.
From Chenye's feet, the path leads all the way to Whitebeard.
Their eyes were both complex and pure.
Fanaticism, worship, excitement.
But more than anything, it gives me a sense of absolute peace of mind.
As long as this man stands here, the sky will not fall.
Even if the sky were to collapse, he could reach out and hold it back up.
Just like now.
The white-bearded man looked at his "son," who only reached his waist.
On that weathered face, the smile widened even further.
He released his grip on the Murakumogiri, and the massive naginata slammed deep into the ground with a clang.
Then, he stretched out his giant hand, large enough to crush steel.
Without using any force, but with a heavy pat on Chen Ye's shoulder, filled with boundless joy and emotion.
boom!
The heavy, muffled thud was a father's welcome to his wandering son.
"Guralalalalala!"
The white-bearded man's loud laughter was so close that the air vibrated, filled with the joy of a reunion after a calamity.
"You little rascal, you're finally back!"
Chen Ye met his father's eyes, which were sharper and gentler than anyone else's, and the smile on his face warmed up a bit.
He looked up at the world's strongest man and spoke casually.
"Um."
He responded, then changed the subject, glancing subtly at Marco, who had just landed and was excitedly running towards him, before speaking in a serious tone:
"I have researched and explored the ultimate secrets of the most perfect pineapple head in the universe, and now I am back."
"..."
The air fell silent for a second.
Marco, who was rushing over excitedly, stumbled and almost fell to the ground.
His ecstatic joy froze, turning into a helpless expression that left him both amused and exasperated.
That bastard.
How come you still remember that reason?
What a despicable guy!
And why do I always feel like this guy is doing it on purpose!
As soon as he got back, he started making fun of his own hairstyle!
It's a familiar recipe, and it's a familiar taste.
It was this joke that completely dispelled the solemn sense of ceremony of the reunion, and brought everything back to the most familiar and intimate daily life.
The next second, the team leaders around them could no longer hold back and burst into laughter.
"Hahaha! As expected of Brother Chen Ye!"
"I knew it! Brother Chenye wouldn't let Captain Marco get away with this!"
The white-bearded man was also taken aback for a moment, then burst into an even more hearty laugh. He ruffled Chen Ye's hair with his huge hand and said with a laugh:
"Gurarararar! You brat!"