Their opponents were not only the elite cadres under the notorious Four Emperors, but also the Supernovas of the "Worst Generation" who had rapidly risen in the Grand Line in recent years.
"Surgeon of Death" Trafalgar Law's figure was elusive on the battlefield.
His low whisper of "Room!" was like a declaration of death, his ability to cut space leaving Marine soldiers defenseless; sometimes the ground would suddenly vanish, other times people and weapons would instantly swap places, causing waves of chaos.
"Mad Monk" Urouge endured attacks from several officers, his body constantly swelling and growing larger with each injury, and his counterattacks became even more terrifying, with a single punch sending a Giant Race Vice Admiral staggering backward.
"Tsk, these guys, each one is more troublesome than the last!"
Vice Admiral Doberman had a fresh bloodstain on his face; he had just barely blocked a volley of cannonballs fired by "Gang" Bege, who had transformed into a castle fortress.
Before the smoke could clear, "Massacre Soldier" Killer's spinning scythe was already whistling towards him.
The pressure was more than doubled!
Although the Vice Admirals were individually strong, under the combined assault of these Supernovas with their varied abilities and fierce styles, and the Four Emperors' elites, the defense line was precarious.
They not only had to contend with direct assaults but also constantly guard against sneak attacks from various bizarre Devil Fruit abilities; the rhythm of battle was completely controlled by the enemy, trapping them in an extremely passive and bitter struggle.
Every minute, every second, felt like treading on the edge of a cliff.
Soon,
The balance of the battlefield finally broke, like a bowstring stretched to its limit, emitting a chilling snap.
First came the terrified wails of Marine soldiers on the left flank: "Vice Admiral Strowberry!!!"
The tall figure of the veteran Vice Admiral, known for his superb swordsmanship and wearing a double-brimmed hat, was engulfed by several terrifying, converging attacks.
These included the crushing force of "Captain" Kid's giant metal arm made of scrap iron, the bizarre interference of "Big Eater" Bonney's instant age-changing ability, or a fatal surprise attack from one of the Red Hair Pirates' charging Captains.
In short,
After a deafening roar and blinding flash, Vice Admiral Strowberry's iconic double-brimmed hat was blown off by the shockwave, tearing apart in the air, while he himself vomited blood and collapsed heavily to the ground, no longer stirring.
Before this bad news could be fully processed, desperate shouts came from the right flank: "Vice Admiral Maynard! No—!"
Vice Admiral "Maynard the Incinerator" Maynard was also fully engaged in killing pirates, not letting any troublemakers escape; at this moment, he was trying to organize the scattered soldiers into a circular defensive formation.
However,
A ghost-like swift figure, "Red Flag" Drake's ferocious tearing bite in his Allosaurus form, and "Mad Monk" Urouge's world-shattering punch after expanding, tore through his defense with absolute power.
The battlefield was too chaotic.
Vice Admiral Maynard's parrying saber snapped, his chest visibly caved in, and he flew backward like a broken kite, crashing through half a ruined wall and being buried under bricks and stones, his fate unknown.
The successive deaths of two Headquarters Vice Admirals were like pulling out the most crucial keystone from a sea defense dam.
The Marine morale, which had been barely holding on, instantly collapsed.
"The Vice Admirals... have fallen!"
"We can't stop them! We absolutely can't stop them!"
"Retreat! Retreat quickly!"
"It's over! These Supernovas are too terrifying!"
Panic spread like a plague through the Marine ranks...
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