"Although it's not a big deal for me to acknowledge a father, there still needs to be an emotional foundation for calling him that, right? So even though I really like you, old man, I'll pass." Sakata Gintoki picked his nose nonchalantly.
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Chapter 411 Tony Stark's Advice to Batman? Madara Uchiha's Troubles (First Update)
Whitebeard gave Sakata Gintoki a deep look, but didn't say anything more.
He knew Sakata Gintoki's personality too well, and he was already mentally prepared to be rejected before he even extended the invitation.
Su Han remained silent, casting his gaze upon Uchiha Madara, Boros, and Accelerator. He noticed that they were either with their arms crossed, their eyes lowered in thought, or their gazes constantly shifting between Whitebeard and Sakata Gintoki… but clearly, none of them intended to stay.
Seeing this, Su Han didn't say anything more. With a thought, his divine aura suddenly dissipated and wrapped around Uchiha Madara, Boros, and Accelerator.
Once the aura dissipated, Su Han and the others disappeared.
"Number Four." Whitebeard's gaze deepened, his mind racing. Finally, he sighed softly. "We simply don't have enough information... And that indescribable monster that forcibly broke into the mirror world just now..."
Whitebeard closed his eyes, still shaken.
Because he was in a state of worshipping the heavens beforehand, he understood the monster's terror better than Madara Uchiha and the others...
That being, with just the aura emanating from its body, caused the world to tremble in fear, posing a danger of destruction and corruption.
In the world of One Piece, before that god who cannot be looked at directly... they are no different from lambs to the slaughter...
"Dad, so what's next?" Ace asked in a low voice.
"Gurararara, let's deal with one hidden danger first." The white-bearded man calmed himself down and then gently brushed his hand across the void.
Ripples spread through the void, and on the other side, one could vaguely see an endless deep sea. There stood a peculiar altar, quietly unseen.
This altar, while stylistically similar to the altar Whitebeard used to worship the heavens, evokes a completely different feeling—distorted and dark. It is the special altar Im uses to summon the Deep Ones.
"This kind of thing shouldn't exist." The white-bearded man's voice was deep, his face was cold, and he gently pounded his fist into the void.
Suddenly, another area of the sea began to tremble violently, the altar shattered instantly, and like an earthquake, the shockwaves spread in all directions.
Ace, Vista, Marco, and the others stared blankly at the scene.
"What exactly is this...?"
"Father actually? Wait, is it about that priest from earlier?"
"What happened today... is so complicated that I don't even know how to describe it. I'm starting to wonder... if I'm dreaming!"
The group exchanged glances, then fell silent. They were certain that this power, which resembled a spatial attribute, had absolutely nothing to do with the Tremor-Tremor Fruit.
"It's over." Whitebeard exhaled, and the ripples in the void before him vanished.
"Grandpa... what was that just now?" Sakata Gintoki's eyelids twitched.
"Gurrah, it's not a big problem! You can tell from how nonchalant Number Four is... but it's still a potential threat, which is why I took action to eliminate it."
Whitebeard was speechless, but he also knew in his heart that it was probably because Number Four was sure that he could solve the altar that he left without hesitation.
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Meanwhile, within the ancient and mysterious Misty Palace.
Su Han opened his eyes and looked down, finding the entire hall completely silent. The illusions surrounding the Hall of Mist gradually dissipated until they vanished entirely.
"Truly... an eye-opener." Bruce Wayne's heart pounded as he recalled the bizarre and evil god he had glimpsed earlier.
The strange being's tentacles seemed to be green? As for its specific appearance, Bruce Wayne found he couldn't recall it.
He clearly saw the other person's true form through a realistic illusion... but at this moment, as Bruce Wayne tried to recall, he felt a sharp pain in his brain and couldn't remember anything no matter how hard he tried...
"Don't be reckless! The evil god is also known as the god who cannot be looked at directly... No, perhaps gods who have reached a certain limit cannot be looked at directly? As for why they cannot be looked at directly, perhaps it is because the amount of information contained in His body is too great, even exceeding the limit that you can bear."
Tony Stark glanced at Bruce Wayne; he knew exactly what Bruce Wayne was up to.
After all, he and Bruce Wayne share similar characteristics on the path of science, both having a desire to explore the unknown and the mysterious.
In the past, Tony Stark had observed the existence of the Fiend God indirectly on more than one occasion, possessing far more experience in this area than Bruce Wayne. After all, having learned from past mistakes... he knew what to do and what not to do...
"Too much information? I understand." Bruce Wayne cleared his mind of the jumbled thoughts and his expression returned to calm.
His self-control was terrifying; he could even dispel the thoughts in his mind at will.
“It’s not just a matter of too much information,” Conan said gravely, emphasizing each word. “More importantly, that monster has an extremely terrifying effect on the mind.”
“The more you study it… the more you learn about it, the less good it is. Because the more you know, the more likely you are to fall into depravity… and eventually, you yourself will become that kind of monster.”
Bruce Wayne's expression froze. He suddenly remembered the scene where many members of the Whitebeard Pirates began to distort their bodies at the end... and fell silent.
"Conan-kun, don't scare Mr. Batman like that." Aizen's voice was tinged with laughter, and even just hearing his voice, one could imagine that his expression at that moment must be very gentle.
"With the protection of the Speaker of Parliament, we... may suffer negative effects, such as headaches, but the negative effects we suffer are ultimately limited... at least, we will never mutate."
He spoke eloquently, "After all, how could a low-level power possibly affect a high-level power?"
"I don't know whether to say you see through everything or that you're too arrogant." Madara Uchiha glanced at Aizen. He had a feeling that Aizen would suffer a great loss from the evil gods sooner or later.
However, Madara Uchiha and Aizen did not have a close relationship; in fact, there was a subtle sense of antagonism between them. Aizen suffered a great loss, which Madara expressed his delight at...
Of course, this also shows that Madara Uchiha believed in the council chairman's abilities... knowing that even if Aizen were to be in trouble, he might suffer losses, but death was unlikely.