Summit War: The Second Gift!

Marine Headquarters, Summit War battlefield.

"Whitebeard, I'll be taking your head!"

Amid the chaotic battle, a figure charged forward at breakneck speed. Wherever he passed, wails filled the air as blades danced mercilessly through the crowd, harvesting lives.

Onigumo took the lead and rushed before the Moby Dick. Looking up at the mountain-like figure standing above, he tensed his legs, ready to leap aboard.

"Since when do we let you rush straight at our commander the moment the battle begins, Onigumo?"

Just then, a thin blade stabbed through the air with a shriek.

Onigumo had no choice but to abandon his jump. The "arms" formed from his hardened hair brought their swords together, their tips pressed against each other like an unopened flower bud, colliding with the thin blade.

Ding!

The piercing clash of metal rang through the air, scattering countless sparks.

Having successfully stopped his attack, Flower Sword Vista pulled back his aching arm and raised his sword in front of Onigumo.

This guy really has gotten much stronger!

Vista thought gravely.

The last time the Marines and the Whitebeard Pirates had gone to war on such a large scale was several years before Ron joined the Marines.

Yet compared to his memories, Vista discovered that these old Marine Headquarters Division Vice Admiral foes had all grown far stronger than before.

"Hmph! Cunning villain, accept justice's punishment!"

Onigumo shook his arms. He had likewise noticed the gap between them, and he grinned.

A few years ago, they had been about evenly matched. Their battles had been nothing more than trading blows and insults, with neither side able to suppress the other.

But after undergoing the enhanced training of the Lightning Stimulation Instrument Version 3.0, while there had been no qualitative change, the growth in sheer quantity had still been