481 : Ace Rescued! Whitebeard's Final Order! Apr 2026

He slammed his fist into the air, the very atmosphere cracking like glass. The shockwave leveled the remaining fortress walls, creating a massive chasm between his retreating family and the Marine forces.

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.

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

Behind him, the path to the future was open. In front of him, the end was waiting. He didn't flinch. He just took a deep breath, ready to show the world why he was the strongest man alive one last time.

"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!" He slammed his fist into the air, the

But Edward Newgate—the man called Whitebeard—knew better.

As the pirates began their desperate retreat toward the ships, Whitebeard stood alone against an army. He was the shield. He was the storm. He was the Great Pirate who had lived for nothing but the warmth of a family he never had as a child. Blood leaked from a hundred wounds, and his

"Pops? What are you saying?" Ace shouted, skidding to a halt. The fire in his hands flickered.