"Stop him!"
"Don't let these guys break through so easily!"
Seeing Whitebeard take the lead, charging forward with a massive swarm of pirates rapidly closing in behind him, Vice Admiral Doberman, known as the Fighting Dog, let out an angry roar.
Nearby, Hōshōyama and Momonga's expressions darkened as well. They attacked together from different directions, sealing off Whitebeard's path.
"One-Sword Style: Thousand-Blade Mountain Severing!"
"Moonfire!"
"Thunder Half-Moon... Slash!"
The three elite vice admirals of Marine Headquarters attacked in unison, their momentum naturally nothing to scoff at. Yet when Whitebeard raised his eyes and saw the three charging toward him, his steps did not slow in the slightest.
"Gurararara, a bunch of brats!"
Whitebeard grinned, sweeping his great blade out with unstoppable force!
"You lot aren't enough to stop me!!!"
Boom!
Where the blade swept, the air cracked apart like a turtle shell, unleashing a terrifying shockwave like a mountain-toppling tsunami.
Doberman, Hōshōyama, and the others all felt a suffocating pressure slam into them. The next instant, they grunted and were flung high into the air.
Boom!
After plowing trenches dozens of meters long through the ground, they all spat out blood, barely managing to steady themselves by leaning on their swords.
"OHHHHHHHHH!!!"
"Pops! Pops! Pops!!!"
The pirates charging behind Whitebeard instantly boiled with excitement, raising their weapons and shouting fervently. Their morale surged to even greater heights.
On the Sabaody Archipelago, and before livestream screens all around the world, everyone who witnessed this scene revealed horrified expressions.
"Hey, you've got to be kidding, right?"
"Didn't they say Whitebeard was already old? How can he still..."
"This is too outrageous... These old monsters from the previous era..."
Many people swallowed instinctively. Watching Whitebeard's invincible, overwhelmingly domineering figure on the screen, cold sweat streamed down their foreheads.
It had been one thing