Seaquake! Yasakani no Magatama

Boom!!

The two Haki were still pressing fiercely against each other above the Moby Dick.

The ship's hull emitted a sickening groan, and even two of the mainmast's ropes snapped.

The Whitebeard glanced down.

Below them were all his sons.

"You brat! Don't bring the battle to my ship!"

Murakumogiri suddenly thrust upwards!

Ron blocked with his sword, and he and the door were thrown dozens of meters into the air by the terrifying shockwave.

Whitebeard shattered a ring of air beneath his feet, using the shockwave to propel himself forward and catch up in an instant.

Ron understood what he meant, of course; fighting close to both ships would only benefit neither side.

"That suits me perfectly!"

He turned and stepped into the Air Door, appearing a moment later beneath a higher layer of clouds.

"Newgate! Let's settle this right here and now!"

"Gurara! You'd better withstand this blow from me first!"

Swords clashed again, and black and red Inazuma flashed, making half the sky flicker with light.

The situation at sea has completely descended into chaos.

"The main ship has been hit by artillery fire!"

"The Medical Bay is damaged; there are already wounded!"

The urgent reports that came one after another caused the four retreating warships to turn their rudders simultaneously.

The captain of the fourth ship gripped the microphone tightly, his voice deep and resonant.

"The Rear Admiral ordered us to retreat to preserve our forces, not to watch our flagship be attacked!"

"All ships, return and form ranks to provide support!"

The four warships sailed back against the waves, their gun ports all opened.

On the Moby Dick, Marco's face darkened when he saw this.

We can't let them point all their cannons at us!

The blue flames suddenly unfurled their wings, and he charged straight toward the nearest warship.

"Fire!"

Boom!

Shells exploded one after another, and before the thick smoke had even dissipated, a blue figure emerged from the flames.

The flames, scattered by the explosion, quickly coalesced again.

"Whitebeard's First Division Commander, 'Phoenix' Marco, spotted in the sky!"

"Phoenix Brand!"

Marco folded his wings and kicked forward with his feet, which were burning with Blue Flames!

Bang!!

The support frame next to the mainmast exploded on the spot!

Wood chips flew everywhere, the mast tilted to one side, and the entire warship lurched violently.

Instead of chasing after the fallen Marine, he kicked and smashed the gun's aiming mount.

"Don't go any further!"

On the other side, Jozu leaped high into the air using the boarding boat.

"Stop right there!"

Several shells struck his diamond-like shoulder and back head-on, scattering shrapnel everywhere, but he only swayed slightly.

The next instant, Jozu slammed violently against the ship's side.

Boom!

The railings collapsed, the ship tilted, and several Marines could barely hold their rifles.

Vista followed closely behind, swinging his twin swords.

"Rose Dance!"

A petal-like flash of light grazed the surface of the sea, and a row of cannon barrels and supports snapped in two.

The Marines in charge of loading were stunned; the cannon hadn't even fired before it was destroyed!

Further away, gunfire erupted from Izo, and artillery sights were shattered one after another.

Curiel, carrying heavy firearms, suppressed the ship's side, forcing the navy to keep their heads down.

Beneath the surface, Namur quietly approached the stern, and with a muffled crack, the fourth ship suddenly lost its ability to turn.

"There are people down there! They're Fish-Man!"

The boarding action had begun.

Rakuyo's broom caught on the railing, and Blamenco swung his giant hammer to smash through the makeshift fortifications.

Haruta and Spido Kiel charged in from both sides at high speed, their swords and lances repeatedly deflecting any weapons that tried to block their path.

Atmos wielded his twin greatswords and stood at the forefront, while Fossa's flaming blade forced back the Marine came to provide support.

Kingdew smashed the shield with his iron arm armor, while Blenheim swung his greatsword and cleaved a gap in the boarding gate.

On the Moby Dick, Thatch led the fourth squad to guard the wounded and supplies, and sternly stopped the young crew members who wanted to fire the guns indiscriminately.

Teach mingled in the crowd, carrying ammunition, occasionally glancing up at Ron high in the sky, without saying a word.

The captains knew perfectly well that the war was ultimately caused by a few hotheads.

Injuring them is fine, but if you really kill the Marines, and that guy above comes down without a care, it'll be one or two pirates who die.

None of the warships sank, but it wasn't long before the defensive line of the five ships was completely dismantled.

"Second naval gun position lost!"

"The third ship was boarded!"

"The fourth ship has lost control!"

On the main ship, Vergo's forehead veins throbbed as he heard this. "Everyone, heal the wounded first! Don't fight those captains head-on!"

Before he could finish speaking, a flash of Blue Flames appeared above his head.

Marco turned back and headed straight for the main ship's gun emplacements.

"Tekkai!"

Vergo's arms were covered in dark Armament Haki as he blocked the diving kick head-on.

Bang!!

He slid backward seven or eight meters, leaving two deep gashes on the deck, and his arms were in so much pain that he almost lost all feeling.

"Young Marine, you've got some skills, huh?"

Marco landed on the railing, tilting his head. "But you can't stop me."

Vergo gritted his teeth and stood up straight.

"We have to stop them, even if we can't!"

Not far away, Luo knelt beside the wounded Marine, pressing his hand firmly against the gauze.

A broken beam suddenly crashed down onto the stretcher.

"ROOM!"

The blue area unfolded instantly.

Swish!

The wounded soldier, along with his stretcher, was moved to the side of the hatch, where the broken beam struck nothing.

Luo's face was pale, and he was panting heavily, supporting himself on his knees.

"Don't just stand there!"

The Ship's Doctor shouted, "There's one more here!"

"They're here!"

Luo propped himself up, grabbed the tourniquet, and rushed over.

High in the sky.

Whitebeard brought down his sword, and Ron barely managed to parry it when his Observation Haki detected the danger signals from the explosions below.

The broken mainmast, the Marines falling into the sea, and Ronado's increasingly weak breath...

Ron's face darkened completely.

"Newgate! Are your stupid sons planning to dismantle my entire fleet?!"

"It was your warship that fired at my ship!"

The Whitebeard shook Zhenyuan, his voice booming like thunder. "You still want them to stand there and take the beating?!"

Stop giving me that nonsense!

Just as a giant log was about to smash into the Medical Bay, Ron opened a door in the air and sent it into the uninhabited sea.

In that moment of distraction, Murakumogiri was already upon him, sweeping down with deadly force.

Clang!

The shockwave traveled through the sword, causing Ron to experience a sharp pain in his old side wound.

If this drags on, the fleet is truly doomed.

He suddenly took half a step back, and a door behind him opened silently.

Whitebeard's eyelids twitched. "Kid, you dare—!"

Ron has long since disappeared.

The next instant, the air in front of the Moby Dick's bow suddenly split open.

Ron stepped out of the door, and the dark blade of Zhenyuan's sword suddenly pointed downwards.

Above the bow of the ship, dozens of narrow door gaps opened simultaneously!

Dimension Slash - Rain!

Click--!

Black spatial blades rained down vertically like a storm!

"Get back!!"

Marco hurriedly flapped his wings to return to the rescue, his blue wings instantly spreading out and blocking the bow of the ship!

Thatch's expression changed.

"Fourth Division! Take the wounded into the cabin first!"

"Quick!!"

Click!

The jet-black spatial blades fell one after another!

Marco's Blue Flames were repeatedly cut open and then quickly reassembled, managing to withstand the densest barrage of slashes.

The remaining black line grazed the ship's side and fell into the open sea.

Boom!!

A towering column of water suddenly exploded up!

"Damn it! How come this guy's slashes keep changing their landing point?!"

Marco had barely regained his footing when Whitebeard caught up.

The old man looked at his still-shaken sons at the bow of the ship, and the last trace of a smile vanished from his face.

"Enough!"

He tossed Murakumogiri into the air, and the Whitebeard grabbed the air in front of him with both hands and pulled hard!

Click--!

A large black line appeared to split the sky, and the sea on either side of the five warships suddenly bulged!

The mountain-like walls of waves rose higher and higher, sealing off both sides of the fleet in the blink of an eye.

"You brat!"

Whitebeard looked at Ron.

"I'd like to see whether you continue fighting me or go to rescue your troops first!"

Ron's face darkened. This old man actually wanted to use the entire fleet to force him to back down!

What happened when they encountered Whitebeard's fleet at sea?

"Seaquake--!"

Rumble!!

Whitebeard caught the falling Murakumogiri and hoisted it back onto his shoulder.

"The rudder is broken! There's no way to avoid it!"

Vergo's face turned pale.

Luo, holding onto the cabin door, still gritted his teeth and raised his hand.

"ROOM!"

"Ronaldo! Your abilities can't stop him!" Vergo grabbed his shoulder.

"But we can't just do nothing!"

The giant gate beneath Ron's feet unfolded layer by layer, preparing to forcefully guide the wave wall into the uninhabited sea.

Just then...

Suddenly, a blinding golden light shone in the distant sky.

"The Yasakani no Magatama!"

Boom!

Countless light projectiles pierced the wave wall from high above, and the chain explosions shattered the crest of the tsunami into pieces!

Ron's eyes lit up.

Dozens of giant gates simultaneously unfolded along the remaining wave walls!

Rumble!

The remaining seawater was frantically swallowed up by the Spatial Door, and in the blink of an eye, it gushed out from the uninhabited sea in the distance!

The five warships were rocked back and forth by the aftershocks, but they were not swallowed up in the end.

Golden light gathered in the air and formed a human figure.

Wearing a yellow striped suit, a white Justice Coat, and a nonchalant smile on his lips.

Vice Admiral Borsalino of the Marine Headquarters Vice Admiral arrives at the battlefield.