BSI Chapter 68 Returns to the Past, Marco's Silence!
Chapter 68 Returns to the Past, Marco's Silence!
Azure flames tore through the sky.
The flames left a trail of blue, like an inverted meteor, hurtling down from the clouds and heading precisely towards the center of the Whitebeard Pirates' fleet—the Moby Dick—as it plummeted at breakneck speed!
on the deck.
Countless members of the Whitebeard Pirates and their captains were solemnly making their final preparations for battle.
The air was thick with a sense of impending doom.
Just then, the sharp-eyed lookout spotted a familiar blue flame in the sky.
He was stunned at first, then burst into uncontrollable ecstasy.
"Look! It's Captain Marco!"
Countless gazes turned to the sky, and when they saw the familiar blue phoenix, the long-suppressed tension was instantly replaced by ecstatic joy.
"It's Captain Marco and Chenye!"
"They're back!!"
"Very good!!"
On the deck, the Whitebeard Pirates members, who had been waiting for a long time, erupted in a thunderous cheer.
At this moment, the Moby Dick was anchored in the harbor of a giant island.
The return of Marco and Chenye undoubtedly injected the fleet, which was about to set sail, with the most powerful boost!
call--!
The blue flames above the deck suddenly vanished, transforming into the figures of Marco and Chenye, who landed steadily on the deck.
"Captain Marco!"
"Tatsuba!"
Before the two could even stand still, a group of captains and crew members, led by Diamond Jozu and Vista, swarmed forward like a tidal wave, completely surrounding them.
"Marco! Tatsuha!"
"You're finally back! Dad's been talking about it for ages!"
"How did it go? Did things go smoothly?"
"Where are they? Have they been invited?"
"Yes, yes! Who is this important person?"
"Tell me quickly, who exactly is this person? Is he a legendary figure like Dad?"
"The person who gives you so much confidence must be someone special!"
The questions came at us like a barrage of machine gun fire, one after another.
Everyone craned their necks, their eyes wide, staring intently at Marco and Chenye, hoping that Marco would give them a satisfactory answer.
Faced with the enthusiastic faces of his brothers, Chen Ye simply crossed his arms, a faint smile playing on his lips, and remained silent.
Marco, standing beside him, presented a completely different picture.
As the first division commander of the Whitebeard Pirates and one of Old Man's right-hand men, his words are a source of reassurance.
The captain of the First Division, who usually exudes a sense of laziness and reliability and handles any situation with ease, now had a truly fascinating expression.
His eye was twitching.
His lips were twitching.
Even his signature pineapple hairstyle seemed to have wilted a bit because of his extreme anxiety.
Marco stood frozen in place, staring at the hopeful faces of his brothers.
He opened his mouth.
"Ah... this..."
A word got stuck in my throat, and I couldn't spit it out.
What could he say?
What should he say?
Have you managed to get outside help?
Please arrive.
We not only managed to invite them!
It's like they've invited a bunch of gods!
Can……
What is he supposed to say?
Marco's brain went into an unprecedented state of malfunction at that moment.
How can he explain to his brothers everything he went through in the past few days?
Does he have to announce it in public?
"Brothers! Don't worry! I went on a thrilling and exciting time-travel trip with Chen Ye!"
"We first went back more than twenty years, had a drink with Rayleigh at his peak, and incidentally recruited him as our ally!"
"Then we went two years later and met Straw Hat Luffy, who had already defeated Kaido and become the new 'Sun God of the Four Emperors'!"
"Oh, by the way, Straw Hat Luffy also has a swordsman by his side who's already comparable to Hawkeye, exuding an aura of demons and gods, and is a potential future world's greatest swordsman!"
"When they heard it was to save Ace, they both cried and begged to come back with us to make up for what they missed!"
"Therefore, our external aid is—Pluto at his peak! The future Pirate King! And the future world's greatest swordsman!"
"Are you all surprised? Unexpected?"
Marco couldn't help but shudder at the thought of uttering those words.
He had no doubt.
If he dared to say that, Jozu and the others would definitely think that Marco had his brain slammed in a door when he went out this time, and that it was slammed in three times in a row!
Who would believe that?!
This is a million times more outrageous than telling them that their father is actually a woman!
Time travel?
Summon powerful beings from the future and the past?
This matter is completely beyond the comprehension of everyone on this vast ocean!
Seeing Marco's pained expression, as if he had been constipated for ten or fifteen days, the surrounding noise gradually subsided.
The crew members looked at each other, their initial elation and anticipation slowly giving way to a profound sense of confusion and bewilderment.
Vista the foil noticed something was wrong with him and frowned in confusion.
"What's wrong? Why is your face so pale?"
"Captain Marco... what's wrong?"
"Has...has something happened?"
"Could it be... that the invitation failed?" a crew member asked cautiously, a hint of unease in his voice.
This guess caused the atmosphere at the scene to freeze instantly.
Everyone's hearts were in their throats.
"No...no..."
Marco was startled and quickly waved his hand.
He scratched his pineapple-shaped head frantically, feeling like he was about to tear his scalp apart.
He was sweating profusely with anxiety, and subconsciously reached out to scratch his signature pineapple head, but couldn't find any suitable words to explain.
"Please...please, we've arrived..."
"Then...then tell me!"
"Who is this person? Do we know them?"
"Yeah! Captain Marco, what's wrong with you today? You're stammering!"
The crowd urged them on even more urgently.
They had never seen Marco in such a sorry state.
In their impression, although the captain of the First Division was usually lazy, he was always reliable and calm when it came to serious matters, as if he could calmly hold on even if the sky were to fall.
But what's going on with this scratching head and speechless expression?
"I……"
Marco felt like he was suffocating.
He looked at Chen Ye beside him for help, his eyes filled with the signal, "Brother, save me!"
He swore that even if he were to take on a naval admiral by himself, it would be a million times easier than this "socially dead" situation!
Seeing Marco's comical expression, which looked like he was about to cry, Chen Ye finally couldn't help but chuckle.
He stepped forward, gently patted Marco on the shoulder, and drew everyone's attention to himself.
That instant.
The noisy deck fell eerily quiet.
Chen Ye looked around, taking in the anxious, worried, and confused expressions on everyone's faces.
He didn't keep us in suspense, nor did he say anything unnecessary.
He spoke slowly, in a calm tone that conveyed boundless confidence.
"The foreign aid is ready."
His voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.
"I cannot tell you who they are."
"Because they are my most crucial trump card in this war."
He paused, a confident smile curving his lips.
"All you need to know is this."
"The moment they stepped onto the stage..."
"The entire battle for Marineford will be turned upside down!"
The words fell.
The entire room fell silent.
Everyone was awestruck by the domineering aura in Chen Ye's words.
To overturn the entire battle?
What an arrogant declaration!
Yet, the way these words came from this young man's mouth carried a magical power that made it impossible not to believe them!
The group looked at each other, their eyes filled with shock and horror.
They looked at Marco, who was embarrassed and nodding frantically in agreement, and then at Chenye, who was extremely confident. Their curiosity and doubts only increased.
Who on earth...did they invite?!