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"The strongest man is about to make a move!"
Looking at the overall situation, Sengoku couldn't help clenching his fists, feeling a bit nervous for no reason.
The terror of that man had not been seen for many years. What will happen today?
For a moment, Sengoku became unsure.
The original plan and layout were completely disrupted: Ace had escaped successfully, the Whitebeard Pirates had broken through the first line of defense, and now they were storming into the bay... Now even Whitebeard was going to take action himself!
"That man is here!"
"Quick! Stop him!"
"Old guy, take this!"
Many young Marines yelled at Whitebeard, threatening to take his head.
In their eyes, Whitebeard was old.
Moreover, he hadn't fought in many years.
Many couldn't comprehend his terrifying power.
Why call an old man, plagued by illness, the strongest in the world?
...
Sabaody Archipelago.
Everyone stared intently at the image on the big screen, and even the palms of many were slick with nervous sweat.
"Quick! Record it!"
"Whitebeard's making his move!"
"Big event! Big event! Send it back to headquarters!"
"I want a full recording, or you're fired!"
"Get out! Don't block my lens!"
The sight of Whitebeard in action sent the crowd into a frenzy. It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to capture Whitebeard in battle.
This was the Overlord who had once clashed with Gol D. Roger himself!
The most recent skirmish had been with Red-Haired Shanks, another of the Four Emperors. Though the clash had ended unresolved, it had left a scar between the two.
The man who can split the sky, and the Marines are shouting to take his head?
They're courting death.
Rayleigh appeared on a distant tree trunk at some unknown time.
Seeing that familiar figure, he couldn't help but sink into nostalgia.
"It's truly a bloody battle. Makes me miss the days on the pirate ship... Poor old friends, I'm heading out again."
Perhaps out of some unspoken understanding, Dark King Rayleigh sensed Whitebeard's resolve and his determination to die, muttering to himself.
At last, he poured out his wine.
A toast to the era.
To Gol D. Roger, to Whitebeard, to Garp, and to all the old friends.
The battle, once started.
Ends in death.
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Marineford.
Whitebeard was unaware that old friends were watching him from afar.
If he knew, he would have laughed.
I'm not dead yet!
As the Marines swarmed him like a tidal wave, Whitebeard's grin widened, radiating a deadly aura.
How could an overlord, who fought his whole life across the seas, let ants provoke him?
Each step he took cracked the ice with dense, cobweb-like fractures.
Murakumogari glinted coldly, following its master into one final battle.
Whitebeard's thunderous voice echoed through Marineford once again.
"Boys!"
"Fall back!"
With that command, Whitebeard's massive frame twisted as he raised Murakumogari high overhead.
The power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit surged.
A halo of white light spread, enveloping the glimmering edge of Murakumogari.
In Whitebeard's hands, the power of the world's strongest Paramecia fruit could even be channeled into objects, as he was doing now.
"Not good! Get out of the way!"
Sengoku's expression shifted as he shouted orders urgently.
From a distance, Vice Admiral Tsuru looked at the rising aura with concern, saying, "That man has lost his temper, and Marine is about to suffer."
As a contemporary of Gol D. Roger, Sengoku, and Whitebeard, Tsuru had doubted this war from the start.
Whitebeard was like a beast on its last legs.
Whoever dared to test the dying beast's wrath would pay a terrible price!
Yet Marine's justice overshadowed everything.
It was as if everyone was bound to fight and die, or to kill Ace.
Or, was someone pushing Whitebeard and the Marines towards mutual destruction?
Tsuru shook her head helplessly, unable to find an answer.
Above Marineford, clouds rolled and churned, unstoppable.
A terrifying aura of dread slowly emanated from Whitebeard.
The naive Marines trying to stop him or fantasizing about gaining fame in their first battle froze in place.
What's more, their legs were already trembling.
"Sengoku, this blow is for Ace!"
Whitebeard let out a fierce roar, dropping his tense arms.
The surrounding wind came to an abrupt halt.
The cataclysmic force was transmitted through Murakumogari.
Click—
This time, it wasn't the sound of space shattering; it was the sound of destruction!
Space collapsed!
A shock wave powerful enough to ripple through all of Marineford erupted from Whitebeard, spreading outward with reckless force.
Wherever the impact traveled, the ice shattered, the sea surged violently, the ground caved in, and debris was obliterated.
As for the Marines caught in the way, unable to dodge in time, their fate was even grimmer.
Their bodies were torn apart by the overwhelming force; muscles, organs, bones… it was as if even their teeth had shattered.
All the Marines within this range lost consciousness the moment the shock wave hit, blood pouring from their seven orifices.
As for whether they would wake up...
Only God knows.
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