The Final Battle (3)

New World, Coconut Island.

"Boom, boom..."

"Fire! Fire... Don't hesitate! One of me for a whole bunch of pirates is worth it!!"

"Hahaha, aren't you Marines just relying on your numbers... I don't give a damn about living anymore! Let's die together!"

Amid the thunderous cannon fire and endless clashes of blades, Marines and pirates alike had gone red-eyed with slaughter. Marines calling for their comrades to fire on them, pirates strapping on explosives to drag their enemies into the grave with them—such incidents began occurring more and more frequently, making the battle ever more brutal and spectacular.

What justice? What evil? Life had become so insignificant in this moment. Both sides had only one thought—kill the enemy before them!

In this massive brawl involving over two hundred thousand people, few could remain clear-headed. Akainu, who faced Jozu, Vista, and the later-arriving Thatch alone while keeping all three suppressed, was one of them.

Whenever Akainu attacked, he knew nothing of restraint. Even with allied troops and enemies fighting all around him, he still chose the most threatening, wide-range magma attacks. As a result, the three could not fight freely and had to protect their nearby comrades from the wildly splashing magma.

If not for the justice coat still draped over Akainu's shoulders, no one would have objected to calling him a true pirate... Boom!

After blasting back the charging Jozu with another Great Eruption, Akainu's elementalized body instantly melted into the ground, evading Vista's twin swords and Thatch's two long blades closing in on him. His body quickly condensed within the surging magma on the ground, his face full of mockery. "How long are you planning to keep playing this childish game?"

"Bullshit!"

"What do you take those comrades around us for, you bastard?!"

"Why waste words on a heartless