At present, apart from the Marine Admirals, Garp, and a handful of others, anyone who tried to stop Whitebeard in Marineford would simply be asking to die.
Whitebeard was not at the end of his rope. He had already resolved to die.
Even if he died, he would make the Marines pay a terrible price.
With a furious roar,
Whitebeard activated his power once more.
The shockwave sent nearly a thousand Marines who had been blocking Whitebeard flying.
After they landed, every one of them suffered severe injuries.
"Stop him!"
"Don't let him build up momentum!"
Seeing the pirates behind Whitebeard gathering around him, several vice admirals grew anxious.
A group of lieutenant commanders, commanders, commodores, and rear admirals then swung their blades and charged at Whitebeard.
After Whitebeard cut one batch away, another immediately took their place without pause.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Blades pressed down on Whitebeard's Naginata.
Over a hundred Marine officers strained to hold it down, hoping to crush Whitebeard.
At the same time, other Marines slashed at Whitebeard's body.
More blade wounds appeared on Whitebeard.
Whitebeard remained expressionless. He first pulled back his right foot, then dropped into a bow stance and drove upward with both arms.
The Marines all felt an immense force.
Like an avalanche!
They could not stop it!
"Get lost!"
Whitebeard swung his Naginata, sending the elite Marine officers blocking his path flying.
From the moment Whitebeard erupted until now, thousands upon thousands of Marines had become casualties.
And that was only a rough estimate.
The Marines who had fallen into the ravines were now of unknown fate.
"Keep up with Pops!"
Seeing how fierce Whitebeard was, the morale of the Whitebeard Pirates and their affiliated pirate crews rose completely.
They had just been intimidated by the strength of the Marine Admirals,