The Rescue at the Critical Moment - End

Knowing it was in danger, Mostima went at full speed, its wings flapping slightly, but its speed increased even further.

"Feather Curtain Years!" Feathers fell from the sky, scattering in the air and obscuring Zephyr's vision. Millions of silver feathers fell from the sky, scattering across the Sabaody Archipelago.

It was a truly beautiful scene, and many people couldn't help but look up at it. Some were cheering. With his wings, handsome appearance, and powerful strength, Mostima was like a legendary angel. Many women's eyes shone as they shouted Mostima's name. It was easy to imagine that Mostima's fame would greatly increase after this battle.

However, hidden within this beauty was a deadly trap, aimed precisely at the surviving naval cadets. Zephyr's expression turned grim, and the thought of continuing the pursuit of Mostima flashed through his mind for only a moment before vanishing.

Mostima understood what he meant: Zephyr could choose to continue the pursuit, but he would likely fail, and all his students would die.

He had to abandon the idea of continuing to pursue Mostima. If he rushed back now, he would still have a chance to save them. Among them were two monsters, comparable to the three now-grown Supernovas. He couldn't let them die; he wouldn't forgive himself for doing so.

Hidden within the falling feathers was a deadly trap. As feathers drifted down from the sky, Mostima smiled as she watched Zephyr depart, secretly manipulating the slowly falling feathers to make them fall faster.

"You bastard!" Zephyr's face turned extremely ugly when he saw this. How could Zephyr not know that this was Mostima's doing? He had used all his strength, using Life Return to unleash an astonishing speed, rushing towards the area where his student was.

Gion, panting heavily, Kake, who was already too weak to stand, were among the few students who were still standing, while others lay on the ground. These students watched this scene with a sense of despair. Feathers fell one by one, gleaming with a silver light, a metallic light, sharp and piercing, as they fell faster and faster.

This was Heavenly Net; how could they possibly escape? They thought they had survived a calamity, but the final outcome remained unchanged.

They thought it was over, but Mostima pulled this stunt at the end. Were they going to die? Were the future elite of the navy going to be wiped out? Thinking this, some people couldn't help but feel their hearts pounding, and you could feel their despair even through the camera lens.

The camera kept switching between shots, sometimes showing the naval cadets, sometimes another shot, making it impossible to see them. But from the shovels of ground that had sunk due to the immense force, they could guess that Zephyr had abandoned his pursuit of Mostima and was desperately rushing over to save the cadets.

Even movies couldn't capture this excitement. The Marine Headquarters was watching closely, their hearts pounding. These remaining forces represented the future of the Navy; were they all going to be wiped out?

"Hurry, hurry!" Zephyr had used all his strength, unleashing the Life Return. His body radiated heat, his skin turned red, and a faint white mist emanated from him, like steam. Zephyr roared inwardly.

At this critical moment, a golden light flew in from afar, transforming into a figure—it was Borsalino, the Devil Fruit User, known as "Glint Man." He noticed the current situation; how could things have turned out this way in just a few minutes?

He was momentarily stunned, but the situation was urgent. Countless silver sword feathers were falling rapidly. Instinctively, Borsalino made the best decision he could make at the moment, raising his arms, crossing them in front of him, his index fingers and thumbs pinched together, and the rest of his fingers spread open.

"Yasakani no Magatama!" In an instant, countless light bullets were released, continuously shooting towards the falling sword feathers. Under his precise control, these light bullets would not affect the naval cadets below.

The onlookers saw the screen turn mostly gold, shimmering with golden light. Light projectiles appeared on the screen, sweeping across and impacting the falling sword feathers, knocking them down.

Explosions rang out, and most of the sword feathers were knocked down. Some were derailed by the explosions, but the falling of these sword feathers was irregular, as were the falling light bullets. Borsalino could not possibly shoot down all the sword feathers precisely; that was impossible.

Among so many countless sword feathers, there will always be some that slip through the net, but these slip-throughs are deadly enough.

The spectators were extremely tense, watching intently. What would happen next? Would these naval cadets be wiped out?

Suddenly, amidst the still-shining golden light in the sky, streaks of silver light appeared—the sharp sword light of Jian Yu, descending right above their heads.

Upon seeing this, many people couldn't help but cover their mouths, widen their eyes, and feel their hearts leap into their throats; some even cried out in surprise.

Borsalino made no other move. He had done everything he could. He couldn't get there in time anyway. He had done all he could, and he had already sensed it.

Watching the falling sword feathers, Gion, Kake, and the others couldn't help but close their eyes. They seemed to sense death; was their life about to end like this?

At this critical moment, a figure appeared, shielding them and spreading his arms. The sword feathers that fell on him had no effect whatsoever and were deflected in an instant.

The person who arrived was Zephyr. He was panting heavily, and his skin was covered in blood vessels. However, to everyone's surprise, Zephyr was actually shedding tears.

Yes, Zephyr's eyes were filled with tears, which flowed uncontrollably. No one could imagine the pressure Zephyr had been under. Since that incident, except for when he was needed for some major events, he had planned to dedicate the rest of his life to the Navy and its future, namely the Naval Academy, to cultivate many strong individuals and a brighter future for the Navy.

Seeing Zephyr like this, even Borsalino, who wanted to tease him, couldn't help but fall silent.

At Marine Headquarters, a group of high-ranking naval officers remained silent. When Zephyr appeared and rescued the last few people, they breathed a sigh of relief.

However, it's hard to imagine that Zephyr could achieve such a level. Most of those present were skilled in physical combat and had practiced the Marine Six Styles. They were all very familiar with Life Return. In order to unleash even greater speed, Zephyr was burning his own life force.

Life Return is an ability to take control of one's own body and to rapidly convert energy, such as quickly digesting food to convert it into physical strength, rapidly expending physical strength to heal injuries, and burning one's own life force to unleash even greater power.

Zephyr is exactly like that, but most marines don't use it unless they are facing an opponent they can't match and have to fight to the death, using their Life Return unleash even greater power and perish together with the enemy.

Zephyr paid a huge price; the burning of his life force is irreparable. In other words, Zephyr's lifespan was reduced, he aged more rapidly, and entered the period of decline much faster.

They couldn't criticize Zephyr's actions, nor did they have the right to. It was Zephyr 'Zephyr choice, and they saw his Zephyr.

This matter is over, but Mostima has vanished without a trace. His location is unknown, and chasing him is futile.

They never imagined that simply wiping out a group of pirates in battle would lead to a series of major events. During the time Roger was about to be executed, the sea became much calmer, as if waiting for that moment to begin!

It is foreseeable that, given Mostima's demonstrated strength, impressive record, and the level of threat he poses to the Navy, and more importantly, Mostima intelligence, he will soon become famous throughout the seas, and his bounty will increase significantly. Correspondingly, Mostima will also face even greater challenges.

This is exactly what Mostima wanted; he needed more formidable opponents to hone his skills.

"Marine Headquarters, what should we do about Mostima's bounty? How much should it be increased? And what about the other pirates involved in the Sabaody Archipelago incident?" The battle was over, but the Navy's work wasn't finished. The aftermath, the bounties—these were all things they needed to address. Admiral Sengoku looked at Marshal Sora and asked.

"Mostima's bounty will be raised to 420 million. As for his title, you can decide. The same goes for the others." Kong thought about it and his head started to ache. His face was rather ugly. It could be said that Mostima's rise to fame this time was entirely at the expense of the Navy. Even a Marine Admiral couldn't do anything about Mostima and was completely outmaneuvered by him.

The Navy also suffered enormous losses in this battle: a Marine Vice Admiral, more than two thousand sea ice soldiers sacrificed their lives, and naval cadets, including those students from Zephyr— the future of the Navy. Just thinking about it makes my heart ache so much I can hardly breathe.

Seeing that Sora's expression was so unpleasant, no one else wanted to disturb him. Sora had already delegated the authority to Sengoku and Tsuru. There was a special department in the Navy that gave titles to these pirates who were famous on the high seas. Otherwise, if these people who only knew how to fight had to think about these things, their brain cells would be drained.

This is a live broadcast. Although the only areas watching the broadcast are the Sabaody Archipelago and the Marine Headquarters, the news is spreading rapidly in such a diverse and complex place as the Sabaody Archipelago.

The Navy was very efficient. As the main culprit in this incident, Mostima's bounty poster was prepared in a short period of time, and the printing of the bounty poster was being accelerated before the news spread further.

Meanwhile, at the headquarters of the World Economic News, Morgans and his team were also working hard. "Keep it up! Make sure to publish the paper before the other newspapers. Whether you get the fish or the meat depends on you." Morgans's hands never stopped, he kept writing. This time, time was of the essence, so he was doing it himself.

"President, is there a difference between fish and meat?" someone asked curiously.

"Nonsense, a three-fold raise versus a five-fold raise, do you think there's a difference?" Morgans retorted. However, this remark made everyone else's eyes light up, and they were instantly filled with motivation. "Oh!" they all cheered.

In a forest on the outskirts of Area 25 in the Sabaody Archipelago, Mostima, who was thought to have escaped the Sabaody Archipelago, unexpectedly appeared.

The black market is not far from this forest, and many pirates and merchants conduct their secret transactions here.

Mostima hasn't left yet because Teach plans to pull off one last big heist before he leaves.

Upon hearing Teach's idea, Mostima was so surprised that he opened his mouth wide. He would stay another night, while Teach would sweep up all the Devil Fruit sale on the black market, including the ones he had his eye on.

This could offend a lot of people, but Mostima had no intention of stopping it; on the contrary, he was somewhat excited.

Everything was planned out. Mostima would leave under the cover of night. To avoid being discovered, half of the ordinary Devil Fruit would be sold directly on the black market, while the rest could be given as rewards to his subordinates later.

By then, even if they are discovered, it won't matter; Teach will have grown so powerful that they won't dare to mess with him.

Mostima dares not leave now, as she might be discovered if she is not careful. The navy of Sabaody Archipelago has been almost completely wiped out. In order to prevent Sabaody Archipelago from becoming chaotic, Marine Vice Admiral Borsalino is personally guarding the island. He is no ordinary Vice Admiral, but a strong candidate for Admiral. He may have already touched the threshold of Admiral level and will be an admiral in Admiral years.

With his speed, Mostima would have a hard time escaping.

Within hours, the News Bird flew to all corners of the world with the newly printed newspapers and the bounty posters.

"New World Pops, it's one of those two guys who came with Teach last time. He's really strong. I didn't expect him to become famous overnight." Marco looked at the newspaper and the bounty poster in his hand, which contained Moby Dick 'Mostima achievements today. Although they had been embellished, one could still imagine them, and he couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

Teach had only been gone for a few days, but he had left a deep impression on the Whitebeard Pirates. During these days, most of them had been training hard and seemed to be under a lot of pressure. There was also less joy on the Moby Dick, which made Whitebeard somewhat relieved.

"Gurararara! It seems Teach has already arrived at Sabaody Archipelago." Whitebeard took a big gulp of wine and laughed.

Many forces in the New World received this news, but most didn't care. There were too many newly rising pirates in the New World, countless in number, Mostima was just one of them.

However, the name "Chercarnatus" Mostima also began to spread throughout the world. The bounty poster for the Great Pirate with a bounty of 420 million Beli showed Mostima flying in the air with wings, surrounded by sharp feathers.

Many pirates were eager to challenge Mostima.