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Kaido of the Beasts!
Flying Admiral Alex!
Anyone who looked up and saw those two figures dominating the sky felt their composure crumble.
What had begun as a public execution targeting the Whitebeard Pirates had spiraled into chaos of unimaginable proportions.
The arrival of two Yonkos.
One of them, Kaido, was the embodiment of destruction, a monster feared as the strongest creature alive. The very idea of his presence struck terror into the hearts of everyone on the battlefield.
New Marine recruits couldn't stop trembling, and even the veteran officers wore grim expressions, their faces pale with dread.
The balance of power that had once favored the Marines had been shattered in an instant by this unprecedented lineup.
Sengoku stood on the execution platform, his veins bulging, anger radiating off him in waves. His piercing glare seemed hot enough to burn through the two figures above.
Neither Kaido nor Alex were allies of Whitebeard or his crew. But it didn't matter. Both were dangerous outlaws with bounties that symbolized their status as enemies of the World Government and the Marines.
"This is… a real problem," Aokiji muttered, his breath forming a frosty mist.
Kizaru's usual smirk faltered, while Ryokugyu clicked his tongue in annoyance, his casual demeanor slipping away.
The one most visibly affected was Akainu. The ground beneath his feet hissed and smoked as molten lava dripped from his clenched fists, betraying his simmering rage.
Doflamingo, though grinning as always, had beads of cold sweat trickling down his face. If Marineford and Whitebeard hadn't absorbed the earlier impact of Alex's power, he would have been reduced to nothing, along with his subordinates. The thought made him clench his fists instinctively, only to release them again moments later.
"Kaido! Alex! What's your purpose here?!"
Sengoku's voice boomed across the battlefield. Standing tall on the execution platform, his face was a mixture of fury and determination. "This war has nothing to do with either of you!"
He wanted nothing more than to curse the World Government for failing to prevent this, but deep down, he knew these two wouldn't have cared. Kaido was a notorious lunatic, and Alex…
Alex was a man capable of changing the tide of a war.
"Why am I here?" Alex's sly grin widened as he raised a Den Den Mushi, its lens fixed on the unfolding chaos. "I wanted to witness this historic event with my own eyes. And while I'm at it… why not share the spectacle with the world?"
Sengoku and the others went pale, their teeth grinding in frustration. Alex's taunt wasn't just aimed at them—it was a direct challenge to Marine authority.
Kaido, however, wasn't interested in talk. His bloodlust had been boiling since he arrived. The battlefield, teeming with powerful opponents, was irresistible to the Yonko.
"This is it!" Kaido bellowed, his voice rumbling like thunder. He leaped from the sky, his massive hybrid form crashing to the ground with devastating force.
BOOM!
The impact sent shockwaves rippling through Marineford, leaving enormous craters and causing the ground to tremble.
Kaido emerged from the rubble, his Hassaikai resting on his shoulder. His towering figure and murderous grin sent the surrounding Marines and pirates scattering in fear, leaving an open space dozens of meters wide around him.
"Wororororo! Let's turn this battlefield, watched by the entire world, into a true stage for the strong!"
Kaido unleashed his Conqueror's Haki, a terrifying aura exploding outward in a wave of black lightning that engulfed all of Marineford. The overwhelming pressure knocked countless pirates and Marines unconscious, their bodies collapsing to the ground, eyes rolled back.
To Kaido, rank or status didn't matter. Strength was the only thing that counted, and the battlefield was his playground. Weaklings had no place in his war.
For the strong, this was paradise. For Kaido, it was a feast for his primal thirst for battle.
Ironically, this sudden chaos favored the Marines—at least slightly. While their numbers thinned, their sheer quantity of disciplined elite fighters still outmatched the scattered pirates.
But for how long?
Not to mention, this was the base camp of the Marine Headquarters—Marineford itself.
Suddenly, Whitebeard opened his eyes, his presence commanding the battlefield.
His Conqueror's Haki, unmatched and overwhelming, surged outward like a tangible force.
BOOM!
The clash was monumental. Like two colossal, materialized spheres—one black and one red—the auras collided and pressed against each other. Slowly but surely, Whitebeard's overwhelming power began to shift the struggle toward the Marines' territory, forcing the pressure into their domain.
"This is Marineford! You pirates will not run rampant here!"
Sengoku's roar shook the battlefield as his own terrifying Conqueror's Haki burst forth to meet Whitebeard's challenge.
BUZZ!
Red, blue, and black lightning crackled and danced through the air, their violent interplay stretching across the battlefield and beyond, radiating thousands of meters out to sea.
A hurricane of power swept through the area, whipping up wind and chaos.
"Interesting"
It wasn't every day one witnessed such a rare, ultimate clash of Conqueror's Haki.
Not to be outdone, Alex unleashed his own Conqueror's Haki, targeting the center of the growing storm below.
BUZZ!
Now four titanic wills clashed, interweaving and battling as if the air itself were splitting apart. The combined intensity reached its peak, and then—
BOOM!
The epic collision culminated in an explosion of invisible force, sweeping outward in a wave that disrupted the entire battlefield.
The sea outside the bay churned violently, pulled outward before rushing back in with terrifying force. Cracks split the earth around Marineford, swallowing portions of the battlefield as structures crumbled under the strain.
Countless Marines and pirates alike collapsed, powerless against the overwhelming might of the four Conqueror's Haki users.
The scene resembled the apocalypse. Buildings shattered, the ground splintered, and bodies fell like leaves in the wind. The aftermath felt like the scythe of death itself had swept through, leaving half the combatants unconscious where they stood.
"This is a confrontation on another level… it's like being in hell," Vice Admiral Momonga muttered, his sword embedded in the ground to support himself. His legs trembled, but he managed to remain standing.
Those still conscious were the strongest—Rear Admirals and above, the most seasoned pirate captains. All others had succumbed to the immense pressure, piled lifelessly across the battlefield.
Even among those still standing, the impact was felt keenly.
Doflamingo, one of the few with his own Conqueror's Haki, smirked, but cold sweat dripped down his face. Though his pride stemmed from his well-honed willpower, this was a level far beyond his reach. He couldn't help but feel like a young lion cowering before dragons, the gap between them shaking him to his core.
He was still standing. Others, like Luffy, who possessed potential but hadn't yet awakened their Conqueror's Haki, had already collapsed.
Vice Admiral Tsuru's sharp gaze shifted to the unconscious Straw Hat crew. With no resistance left, she ordered her subordinates to apprehend them. Tsuru turned her attention back to the clash on the battlefield—there was no need to concern herself with the Straw Hats anymore.
BOOM!
The combined force of the four Conqueror's Haki users erupted again, scattering into the skies. The sheer shockwave cleared the clouds above Marineford, leaving the sky eerily empty. The sea churned like a raging beast, and the devastation left half the island's population unconscious.
Despite the Marines' superior numbers, this cataclysmic clash of wills had leveled the playing field. The scales, once tipped toward the Whitebeard Pirates' loss, now teetered in a precarious balance.