One Piece: Surrounded at Marineford? Just kidding!

Chapter 248: Saving Zephyr!

Zefa leaned against the cold rock.

Quietly awaiting death.

"teacher."

Kuzan stopped in front of him.

This lazy man's voice trembled violently.

He took off his sunglasses, his eyes filled with helplessness.

Zefa opened his eyelids.

My vision was completely blurred.

The tall, golden figure and his disciple's figure were twisted and superimposed together.

"Cough...cough cough..."

Zefa coughed violently and spat out another mouthful of blood.

He looked at Chen Ye, a forced, ugly smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

The sound was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, but the bones were still hard.

"No need for self-introduction."

"How could I not know about 'Time-Space Emperor' Chen Ye, who has a bounty of 7.5 billion?"

Chen Ye simply watched the old man quietly.

He dedicated his life to upholding justice.

In the end, he was betrayed by the very navy he was protecting.

"You know me, that's good."

Chen Ye's voice was very flat.

"Enough with the nonsense."

Zefa's fingers trembled, as if he wanted to clench his fist.

His strength vanished instantly, and his arm fell limply to his side.

"pity."

Zefa's gaze began to glaze over as he stared at the gray sky.

"I can't hold on any longer."

"Otherwise, I really want to have a good talk with a man like you..."

What is justice?

This is not just polite talk.

He really wanted to ask this man.

In this rotten world, which path is the right one?

"Teacher, please stop talking!"

Kuzan suddenly squatted down, a burst of cold air emanating from his palms.

"Use your freezing ability to stop Zephyr's bleeding!"

Blue ice crystals spread along the wound, sealing it off.

But it's no use.

More blood gushed from Zefa's mouth and nose.

That's proof of ruptured internal organs.

Zephyr turned his head and looked at Kuzan, who was covered in sweat, a hint of affection flashing in his eyes.

He shook his head gently.

"Give up, Kuzan."

"Shut up! Old man! Aren't you supposed to be the toughest? This little injury is nothing!"

Kuzan gritted his teeth, unleashing an even stronger burst of cold air, until his arms were covered in ice.

"it's useless."

Zefa's voice grew softer and softer.

I know my own body best.

He slowly closed his eyes, a look of relief on his face.

"This is... the warrior's destiny."

"It's better to die on the battlefield than to die in a hospital bed."

The air was thick with sorrow.

A pillar of the navy died alone on a deserted island, betrayed and abandoned by his own people.

Kuzan's hand froze in mid-air.

He knew the teacher was telling the truth.

His injuries were so severe that even a god couldn't save him.

He couldn't save Saul, and now he can't save his teacher either.

Just as he was about to give up.

"Who said it's useless?"

Kuzan and Zephyr were both taken aback.

Chen Ye took a step forward.

He looked down at Zefa, his golden eyes devoid of pity.

Only with the confidence to control everything.

"Want to die?"

Chen Ye's lips curled into a wild, arrogant smile.

"Did I approve it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Ye raised his right hand.

Untreated white light.

There was no medicinal fragrance.

His palm.

Countless golden points of light converged wildly.

hum!

A muffled thud.

A blinding ball of light appeared in Chen Ye's hand.

Like a sun held in your hand.

The ball of light was only the size of a fist.

But the moment it appeared, the surrounding air instantly boiled.

The heat wasn't harmful; instead, it filled me with a feeling of everything coming back to life.

That was Chenye's power as the sun god.

"This...this is..."

Kuzan looked up in shock.

The life force contained within that ball of light was so terrifying that it suffocated him.

Chen Ye ignored their shock.

With a flick of the wrist.

The actions were simple and brutal.

He slammed that golden ball of energy directly into Zefa's chest!

"As long as you have a breath left in my body, I can pull you back from the clutches of death!"

"Come back to life!"

boom!

The energy ball enters the body.

Zefa's body arched suddenly, his eyes widened, and a beast-like growl escaped his throat.

"Ughhhhh!"

Golden light burst forth instantly from the blood vessels and pores of his skin.

Zefa transformed into a glowing cocoon.

Kuzan instinctively stepped back.

He didn't even notice that his sunglasses had fallen to the ground.

He could sense that Zefa's life force was already exhausted.

Just like a piece of dead wood that has been ignited, it bursts into a raging fire!

Visible to the naked eye.

The charred and sunken wound on Zefa's chest was sprouting granulation tissue at a terrifying speed.

The granulation tissue writhed and intertwined, filling the flesh and blood.

"Snap! Snap! Crackling!"

A series of popping sounds, like popping beans, came from Zefa's body.

That's the broken ribs putting back in place.

It's the pulverized internal organs regenerating!

Zefa trembled all over, cold sweat pouring down his face.

But he remained silent, clenching his teeth tightly.

He allowed that domineering solar energy to surge through his body, repairing every wound.

It's not just new wounds.

A wound that's been there for decades.

Everything was swept away in the face of this energy!

After a while.

The golden light receded and completely merged into Zefa's body.

The sea breeze carried away the stench of blood.

Zefa was still hunched over, panting heavily.

But what he exhaled was no longer blood foam.

It was a long, powerful white mist.

Her ashen complexion turned rosy.

Even the dry, white hair had a bit more shine.

The wounds on her body had faded to faint pink marks.

"this..."

Zefa looked down blankly at his perfectly intact chest.

He tried clenching his fist.

creak!

A cracking sound from the knuckles.

A long-lost sense of power spread throughout my body.

That was his strength in his prime!

No, it's even stronger than before!

Zefa stood up from the ground in disbelief.

Agile movements.

He stretched his neck, and his bones cracked all over.

"My injuries...are completely healed?"

Zefa stared blankly at his hands, his face filled with shock.

"Even my old ailments... are gone?"

This goes against his common sense.

Even Marco's Phoenix Flame couldn't do that.

The results of surgery are even less likely to come so quickly.

Chen Ye used only a ball of light, and in just a few seconds, he brought a dead man back to his peak condition.

Kuzan then came to his senses.

He reached out and touched Zefa's back to confirm that the wound had indeed disappeared.

The former general's Adam's apple bobbed.

"The power of God..."

Kuzan turned to look at Chenye, his gaze shifting from apprehension to awe.

"What kind of ability is this? This can no longer be explained by Devil Fruits."

Kuzan has seen countless abilities.

But I've never seen such domineering, such vibrant power.

This is simply...giving life!

Chen Ye waved his hand casually.

It seems like I only did a small thing.

He straightened his collar and said calmly.

"No big deal, just a little trick."

"The sun is the source of all things. What I can destroy, I can also be reborn."

Chen Ye looked at Ze Fa, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"How's it going, Mr. Zephyr? Do you still want to die in your current state?"

Zefa remained silent.

He felt the blood surging through his body and his heart beating powerfully.

The despair of near death is gone.

Instead, there was a deep sense of complexity regarding the man before her.

He is a proud man.

I don't want to owe pirates any favors.

They didn't want to owe a favor to one of the world's greatest threats.

But this is no longer a matter of personal favor.

It is a blessing to give you a second chance at life.

Zefa took a deep breath, his expression extremely solemn.

He turned around to face Chen Ye, straightening his back.

Then, this "Black Arm," who had never bowed to pirates in his life, slowly bent down.

A standard 90-degree bow.

Thank you!

Zefa's voice was steady and powerful, no longer weak.

"I will remember this kindness."

"No matter who you are or what your purpose is, you pulled me back from the brink of death today. I'll repay you for this life someday!"

Zefa was stunned.

He never expected that the person who understood him best would be this man.

"I don't want a man like you to die here meaninglessly because of a moment of extremism, becoming just a line of cold text."

Lines of cold, hard text.