Across the world of pirates, whispers spread like wildfire.
From the depths of Holy Land Mary Geoise, shock rippled through every corridor and throne room. Even Monkey D. Dragon, leader of the Revolutionary Army, swallowed hard, his eyes burning with sharp intensity.
"Ashveil… is stepping onto the battlefield," someone muttered. "If he moves, Might Guy might not even survive the opening exchange."
Ivankov clenched his fists in excitement.
"So he finally makes his move. Let them witness the true might of the Pirate World. We are no cowards."
Sabo's expression hardened with anticipation.
"With Ashveil entering the fight, our chances stabilize."
Above the restless sea, Red Hair Shanks lifted his gaze toward the distant sky, a faint smile forming.
"So he's finally acting. The tide may turn after all."
Beckman adjusted his glasses.
"With him involved, those from the Other World will learn what real pressure feels like."
Not far from the Red Hair Pirates' territory, Eustass Kid froze in place when he saw the projection.
"It's Ashveil," Killer said under his breath.
Kid's eyes lit up. "So soon… he's already stepping in?"
Hawkins quietly flipped a card, his expression unreadable.
"The probability of Ashveil's victory stands at one hundred percent."
Apoo laughed. "You didn't need cards to tell us that."
Meanwhile, the Naruto World finally noticed Ashveil's presence.
Naruto blinked in surprise.
"Eh? Kakashi Sensei, is the Pirate World really out of fighters? They sent this guy?"
Kakashi did not relax. His single visible eye sharpened.
"Do not underestimate him. After multiple defeats, they would never send an ordinary fighter."
Naruto scratched his head.
"He doesn't look stronger than that pineapple guy. I don't think he can beat Guy Sensei."
Gaara stepped forward calmly.
"The weakness of the Eight Gates was the fatal backlash. But the space time pendulum erased those consequences. Might Guy can maintain the Eight Gates without dying. In theory, he is now nearly invincible."
Kakashi exhaled in relief.
The Fourth Raikage snorted.
"So this is their answer? Pathetic."
Mei Terumi shook her head lightly.
"Handsome, perhaps. Powerful, I doubt it."
Even Madara watched with thinly veiled disdain.
"This is their so called trump card? One Might Guy is enough."
Cheers rose among the allied ninja forces.
"If we win again, that is three in a row."
"They even sent someone so young."
"This won't take long."
Amid the noise, Ashveil slowly floated into the air.
His arms were folded. His posture was relaxed, almost lazy. He yawned faintly.
"Let's get this over with," he said. "There are far too many of you from the Other World. This is getting tedious."
Might Guy's expression darkened. To be ignored like this after his previous victories struck directly at his pride.
"You dare look down on the Blue Beast of Konoha?"
Ashveil glanced at him with mild interest.
"Then come."
The ninja forces scoffed at his calm. To them, he appeared no different from an overconfident newcomer.
Naruto crossed his arms.
"I told you, Kakashi Sensei. He's just here to fill space."
Even the Five Kage quietly assumed the same.
The battle began.
Might Guy burst forward, hands set back, his speed surging instantly. Without hesitation, he opened the Eighth Gate.
"Evening Elephant."
Red steam erupted from his body. His movement shattered the air itself, leaving endless afterimages in his wake.
Gasps spread through the Naruto World.
Kakashi stiffened.
"He activated the Eighth Gate immediately."
Shikamaru analyzed calmly.
"He wants a rapid conclusion. And with the space time pendulum removing the risk, the Eight Gates has no limit anymore."
Naruto swallowed.
"That's terrifying."
In a heartbeat, Might Guy appeared before Ashveil and struck.
His foot slammed into something invisible. The impact rang like a mountain colliding with steel. The momentum died instantly.
Silence fell.
"What?" Might Guy's eyes widened.
Nothing stood before him, yet his strike could not advance another inch.
Ashveil smiled faintly. He had not even paused from chewing his food.
Around his body, an invisible domain of Conqueror's Haki spread outward like a silent ocean. A shield formed purely from overwhelming will.
No ripples. No cracks. Absolute stillness.
Shock seized the Naruto World.
"What kind of defense is that?" Kakashi muttered.
Shikamaru clutched his head.
"I cannot analyze it at all."
Might Guy's expression turned serious for the first time.
"Ashveil. I will remember this name."
The red steam surged higher. He pressed on his death point.
"Night Guy."
A colossal red dragon shaped from burning life force roared into existence as Might Guy charged forward with everything he had.
Yet the Pirate World remained calm.
Whitebeard calmly stroked his moustache. Marco watched without tension. Even those previously defeated showed no fear.
They had seen Ashveil stand against Imu herself. Compared to that, this was not enough to shake him.
Gaara stared in disbelief.
"They truly believe he will win."
Naruto whispered, confused.
"Is Guy Sensei really going to lose?"
On the battlefield, flames twisted reality itself as Night Guy closed in.
Ashveil finished his meal, casually tossing the banana peel into the sea.
"So this is your climax," he said calmly. "Then this is where it ends."
He lifted one hand.
The sky darkened instantly.
A colossal palm descended from the heavens, blotting out the light itself. Thunder roared as space trembled under its pressure, like the arrival of judgment.
Uncertainty flickered in Might Guy's eyes.