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Chapter 121: Become my son! Join my crew!

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A hush fell over the coastline. The only sounds were the gentle lapping of waves against the shore, the soft crunch of Ian's boots on the sand, and the rustle of his white cloak as he walked.

Crunch

Another step.

This time, the sound wasn't so gentle. A tremor rippled through the sand beneath Ian's feet, spreading outward in a visible wave. Another step, identical to the last, yet the sand dozens of meters away vibrated noticeably.

The Whitebeard Pirates, gathered on the shore, watched Ian with a mixture of awe and apprehension. A suffocating pressure descended upon them, and several pirates crumpled to the ground, unconscious. Only those with bounties exceeding 100 million berries remained standing, though their bodies trembled and sweat beaded on their foreheads.

It was Conqueror's Haki, the manifestation of one's willpower, a force that directly impacted the spirit. And in the domain of spiritual power, no one in this world could compare to Ian, the Devil in human form.

Even Marco, Jozu, and the other commanders felt the oppressive weight of Ian's Haki, beads of sweat forming on their brows. His reputation had preceded him, but the reality was far more intimidating.

"What a Haki..."

"It feels... stronger than Pops'."

Marco's gaze was fixed on Ian as his Haki intensified, spreading like wildfire. Even pirates with bounties in the hundreds of millions began to falter, leaving only the most resilient, those whose names held weight even in the New World, still standing.

Crunch, crunch, crunch

Ian continued his approach.

Whitebeard remained seated, his expression unreadable. While Marco and the other commanders maintained their composure, the newer and weaker members of the Whitebeard Pirates struggled to withstand the oppressive aura.

It felt as though an invisible tidal wave was about to crash down upon them. Suddenly, Whitebeard slowly rose to his feet.

As he stood, the full force of his own Haki, the power of the World's Strongest Man, surged outwards, causing the calm sea to churn and roil. It was Whitebeard's Conqueror's Haki.

While not as potent as Ian's, it carried an undeniable weight, an aura of indomitable strength and unwavering resolve. He stood there.

His already imposing figure seemed to grow even larger, his presence radiating an aura of unparalleled power, a battle-hardened warrior. Even before he had made a move, the pressure was immense, suffocating those around him.

"This presence... befitting the World's Strongest Man." Ian's lips curled into a slight smile as he felt the weight of Whitebeard's Haki.

While he was confident in his own strength, even against Whitebeard at his peak, he respected the old man's power. Whitebeard had reached the pinnacle of strength through his own efforts, his unwavering determination, and his indomitable will.

this Kind of individuals deserved respect.

Moreover, Ian didn't dislike Whitebeard. Few pirates possessed his charisma and sense of honor. Ace's loyalty to Whitebeard stemmed not only from his strength but also from his unwavering commitment to his crew, his family.

The Whitebeard Pirates stood at the apex of power, yet they were among the poorest of pirate crews.

They rarely engaged in plunder, and even when they did, their targets were usually other pirate crews. Furthermore, they rarely demanded tribute from the territories under their protection.