Boom—!!!
Minato tossed his signature Flying Thunder God kunai, then launched into a flurry of kicks.
Whoosh—
Golden chakra photons surged around the kunai.
With a flash-enhanced strike, the kunai shot downward like a meteor.
Forming seals with both hands, Minato called out:
"Shuriken Shadow Clone Jutsu!"
Buzz—
The kunai, infused with the force of his Flash Kick, multiplied mid-air into thousands.
From the ground below, it looked as if golden stars filled the sky—
a colossal golden palm descending from the heavens.
Minato's entire body radiated golden light.
The Yellow Flash of the Leaf—at full power!
He vanished in an instant.
"Sisters, move out!"
Tsunade roared.
The Strength of a Hundred Seal across her forehead unfurled.
Following her lead, the women activated their seals in unison and leapt.
Boom! Boom! Boom—!!!
Minato's shuriken storm struck first, raining devastation as the explosive clone-kunai detonated across Enies Lobby.
Then came the onslaught—
A wave of kunoichi warriors surged down like falling stars.
Each blow they dealt shattered buildings.
Their monstrous strength was matched only by their regenerative prowess.
Above them, Uchiha Madara pressed the assault, relentlessly attacking the three inner sectors.
Overhead, Deidara flew atop his clay bird, with Sasori beside him.
"We've reached the main island," Sasori said calmly, glancing sideways.
"Puppetry is the highest form of art."
"Tch, you're full of crap!" Deidara snapped.
Sasori only smiled faintly.
"Watch this."
Without hesitation, he leapt off the clay bird.
Placing a palm to his chest, a shimmer of chakra-light erupted from his arm.
He tapped a series of buttons embedded in his puppet body.
His eyes narrowed—mechanized light flickered across his frame.
Sasori extended his arms.
Behind him, mechanical limbs unfolded like wings of war.
When his eyes opened again, they blazed with golden fire.
"Deploying: Gundam Form."
On the ground below, the second main gate was guarded by the two giants, Oimo and Kashii.
BOOM—!!!
The Gundam crashed down with blazing chakra exhaust trailing behind.
Whoosh—
In a flash, the metallic titan appeared before the giants.
At the Tower of Justice and the Bridge of Hesitation, the agents of CP9 stirred.
But the next moment—
Madara soared skyward.
Above, the sky glittered with points of light.
Dozens of Tailed Beast Bombs rained down like a divine reckoning.
"Hmph, so the tailed beasts aren't completely useless," Madara muttered, beginning his descent.
"Youth—!!!"
"Hot-Blooded Passion—!!!"
Might Guy roared.
At his side marched Shinnō, overseeing the battlefield.
Behind them—the army of Eight Gates users.
Following Guy's lead, they surged forward like a tsunami.
"Gate of Opening—Open!"
"..."
"Gate of View—Sixth Gate, Open!"
BOOM—!
In the blink of an eye, their speed exploded.
The green aura of youth ignited as their army blazed across the battlefield.
The chaos was overwhelming.
The Marine defenders of Enies Lobby froze.
None had ever seen—let alone imagined—such techniques.
In under three minutes, the island was effectively conquered.
"Hidden Mist Jutsu!"
Several Hidden Mist Village elders combined forces, unleashing a thick, dense fog.
Even if the Marines had wanted to resist,
they couldn't see a thing.
Boom! Boom! Boom—!!!
From the front island, the mechanized division led by Orochimaru touched down.
A half-drunk Marine blinked in confusion.
Before him stood a walking, armored behemoth.
He rubbed his eyes, trying to recall the chaos he'd just witnessed...
"...It's ours!!!"
"Hahaha! We're saved! This must be some new secret weapon developed by Navy HQ!"
Relieved, he stumbled toward the tank-like monstrosity on treads.
Inside, the Konoha shinobi piloting the machine narrowed his eyes.
A sailor with a spear, drunk and delirious, danced in front of the machine.
"Huh??"
"What's this idiot doing?"
The driver hesitated, confused by the sudden, bizarre welcome.
The Marine only smiled and waved.
"Hehe~!"
The Marine laughed, waving eagerly as if hoping to climb aboard the machine.
"Is this a new war weapon?"
"Quick! Let me on!"
The massive mechanical unit had stopped, and the Marine's face lit up with joy.
"Hehe~ Hehe~!"
But then—
The Konoha shinobi slowly poked his head out of the cockpit.
The Marine's grin began to fade.
Whoosh—
Something dropped into the Marine's arms.
A piece of chocolate.
He looked down.
Uzumaki Naruto's portrait was printed on the wrapper.
He blinked in confusion, then looked back up.
"...Brother, did you see that clearly?"
"Get out of the way! Don't block the path!"
"We're not here to capture you. Surrender and wait—our army's right behind us!"
With that, the shinobi waved him off and ducked back into the cockpit.
Clack-clack-clack—!!!
The mechanical unit groaned and whirred to life.
The tracks began to churn.
The Marine's eyes widened in terror.
He turned and sprinted.
"Ah—!!!"
His face contorted in panic as he fled from the approaching machine.
"Marura—!!!"
(Though no one fired. After all, in war, no one wastes effort on fools.)
"We've found someone with special abilities!"
"I've got it!"
"Who's on dam repair duty?!"
"Water Style: Water Dragon Bullet Technique!"
Boom boom—!!!
A torrent of seawater surged forward, sweeping through Judicial Island as it targeted the enemy.
From all sides, the fishmen army landed on the island.
They didn't care about what the Ninja Alliance believed in.
They just knew one thing—they believed in the same person.
At that moment of inspiration, a fishman soldier charged in carrying two buckets of seawater, flinging water bombs as he yelled:
"Black card! Loading onboard!!!"
A ninja ran up and delivered a swift kick to the back of his head.
"Shut it."
"Yell again and I'll flatten you."
Just then, a crimson light ignited at the top of the Tower of Justice.
Judicial Island fell silent.
All resistance had ended.
The sound of fighting stopped.
Ninjas from the Barrier Division froze, their eyes locked on the red flare.
Troops landed and began to take control.
Meanwhile, Uchiha Madara and his team flew off toward the first half of the Grand Line.
The war had only just begun.
At the very center of Enies Lobby, a statue of Naruto rose.
The island had been completely razed.
A court under the direct control of the World Government?
"I'll smash you to pieces."
This one-sided slaughter stunned every surviving Marine officer.
They had no words.
Even Impel Down, the nearest stronghold, hadn't sensed anything was wrong.
Not yet.
Of course, Impel Down was on the hit list too—
But there was no need to rush.
Plenty of power remained.
This time, they'd use espionage tactics.
Crash—
A wave of white creatures surged onto the shores of Impel Down.
Each one was a Level-Two White Zetsu.
Elsewhere...
"Sister Kaguya, what is it?"
Boa Hancock turned, glancing at her Nine Snake warriors gathering on the field.
Kaguya's voice was soft.
"It's nothing..."
"...I can sense Naruto's presence."
"Naruto?!" Hancock froze, her breath quickening.
She clutched her chest as her heart began to race.
Only when Kaguya gently pressed a finger to her forehead did Hancock manage to collect herself.
She took a deep breath and called out:
"Ladies!"
"Are you ready?"
"Follow me—we go to greet our king~!"
Though Amazon Lily was home to only women, they were the warriors of the Kuja Clan, the fighting nation of Nine Snakes.
Each was strong, proud, and beautiful.
To them, strength was beauty.
Meanwhile, in the waters around the Sabaody Archipelago:
"A Navy ship? Coming this way?"
"How many?"
Fukaboshi asked sharply.
Beside him, Shirahoshi blinked and closed her eyes, concentrating.
"Only one."
Fukaboshi let out a small sigh—then shook his head.
"No. That mindset is dangerous."
"Gather the remaining troops!"
"We Fishmen and Merfolk aren't pushovers!"
"Shirahoshi, ask the Sea Kings to release that Navy ship and let it approach!"
"Okay~!" Shirahoshi smiled and nodded.
But after a beat, she asked innocently:
"Big Brother, can I go home now?"
Fukaboshi blinked.
"Go home...? This is Ryugu Palace, isn't it?"
Shirahoshi blinked again.
"Oh. Then I'll be quiet and not bother that important guest anymore."
"Okay~!"
Soon, a fishman soldier appeared at the doorway, jogging over to Fukaboshi.
"Prince, the remaining troops have assembled, but..."
"But what?" asked King Neptune anxiously.
"Yes, Your Majesty. The civilians of the Sabaody Archipelago also want to join the fight. There are a lot of them… and we're not sure how to handle the situation."
"Let them go back and wait..." Neptune began, then paused.
"...No, if they want to contribute, let them. Assign them to logistics support. Let them fight in their own way."
"Understood!" The soldier gave a salute and quickly rushed off to execute the order.
At a coastal watchtower, Sentomaru lowered his telescope slowly, stunned.
"Let everyone know—the Navy has arrived. And it's not just any officer..."
He turned, urgency in his voice.
"...It's an admiral candidate!"
Without another word, Sentomaru ran off toward the area where Naruto was stationed.
Word spread like wildfire across the Sabaody Archipelago.
The civilian militia received their new orders: evacuate all non-combatants—the elderly, women, children, and injured—to Fishman Island.
Meanwhile, the merfolk and fishman soldiers split into smaller squads and slipped beneath the sea, waiting.
On the deck of an approaching Marine vessel stood the admiral candidate Momousagi (Peach Rabbit), arms crossed, eyes narrowed as she gazed toward the island chain ahead.
"Is this still the Sabaody Archipelago?" she muttered.
Her eyes scanned the horizon—an unfamiliar island, fishmen, mermaids—a surreal scene.
"That island... it appeared out of nowhere. Don't tell me..."
"...Fishman Island has surfaced from the depths of the sea?!"
Momousagi, one of her lieutenants, exclaimed in disbelief.
Then his eyes lifted, locking on to the enormous sphere of earth suspended silently over the archipelago.
"...General Kizaru... Is that kind of attack even possible for a human?"
He recalled what Vice Admiral Tsuru had told him—even her coordinated attack with others had failed to make a dent in it.
"So this is what it takes to become an Admiral..." he muttered, though the slight smirk on his face betrayed his intrigue rather than fear.
Clang—!
Momousagi's golden sword slid free from its scabbard.
Her tone was cold, decisive.
"The Celestial Dragons are dead."
"We have no other choice."
"Everyone—attack."
"Flatten everything!"
...
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