Summit War 19

"Damn pirates! Die, you Hound Dog!" Sakazuki's roar drowned out the clamor of the battlefield. His magma-transformed arms stretched rapidly as he ran, and the gaping maw of his lava dog head was big enough to swallow half a building in one gulp.

At the same time, Steel Bone Kong appeared above Natsu. His Armament Haki dyed his fist iron black. Before the fist even arrived, the pressure of the fist had already caused the shoulder armor of Susanoo to dent slightly.

"Kid! Don't say we ganged up on you—you're asking for it!" He was supposed to be overseeing things in Mary Geoise, but the Five Elders had been watching the battlefield and, seeing that Akainu and his two companions couldn't even take down a fourteen-year-old kid, they urgently transferred him over.

He thought his appearance would make the kid behave himself, but Natsu not only didn't behave himself, but also used his Clone Technique, clearly intending to fight four people at once.

Having lived for over seventy years, this is the first time I've been so disrespected by a mere youth.

In mid-air, Kizaru transformed into a streak of light and shot straight at the Wood Golem, the beam of light from his fingertip already aimed at the Wood Golem's knee joint;

The bowstring of the Gunko vibrated repeatedly, and three arrows, trailing semi-transparent trajectories, circled around Natsu's rear from the flank, sealing off all his space to dodge.

Four Admiral-Emperor Level combat power attacked simultaneously from four directions.

Uchiha Natsu stood on the forehead of Susanoo, watching the four people rushing in from four directions at the same time, and crossed his hands to form a cross, forming the Ram Hand Seal.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, not in a mocking or cold laugh, but in the predator's signature smile that appears when prey comes to him.

"Wood Release: Wood Release: Wood Clone Technique. I can also use numbers to overpower the weak." Ten Wood Clone silently emerged from his shoulders. Unlike the previous four, these ten clones simultaneously shone with a dark golden light.

The next second, ten heavily armored half-giants simultaneously drew their swords from the void, the Chakra trails of their blades scorching and distorting the surrounding air.

It's not one Susanoo, it's ten.

Ten Tang Saber were unleashed simultaneously, their dark golden blades weaving into an impenetrable net that swept outwards in four directions.

Akainu's Hound Dog collided with the blade, and its magma head was cleaved in two.

Steel Bone Kong's iron fist collided with the blade, sending him tumbling backward.

Kizaru's beam of light was sliced into countless tiny points of light within the barrage of blades;

The arrows from the Gunko were swept away by the wind of the blades before they even got close.

The four men's expressions changed drastically at the same moment, their attacks came to an abrupt halt, and they simultaneously switched from offense to defense.

Ten dark golden blades of light slashed out simultaneously from ten directions, forcing Akainu, Kizaru, Steel Bone Kong, and the four Gunko back from their combined attack from four directions.

The officers and soldiers still fighting on the battlefield hadn't even had time to process the news that "Steel Bone Kong has arrived" when they were so shocked by what happened next that they almost dropped their swords.

It wasn't just one Susanoo, but ten. Ten nearly 100-meter-tall Semi-Complete Susanoo rose from the shoulders of the Wood Clone, their dark golden Chakra Armor forming a breathtaking arc of steel against the backdrop of a smoke-filled sky.

Each of them gripped the iconic Tang Saber, the Chakra tail flames leaping from the blade scorching the surrounding floating volcanic ash into dark red sparks. From the bay to the center of the plaza, from the ice surface to the ruins of the fortress, the ten half-giants formed a circle around the core area of the entire battlefield.

Those were ten, not ten Pacifista, not ten Giant Vice Admiral —each one of them, taken individually, was enough to fight Gion, a candidate Admiral, for half a day without being at a disadvantage.

While they might fall short in a one-on-one fight against Admiral-Emperor Level, sheer numbers would be overwhelming.

The oppressive feeling of ten such giants drawing their swords simultaneously cannot be compensated for by tactics or formations.

On the Execution Platform, Sengoku Guo suddenly stood up.

He hadn't truly left that chair since the start of the war, but now he's stood up.

His hands gripped the railing tightly, his knuckles turning white. In just a few seconds, his expression shifted from shock to disbelief, and then from disbelief to an emotion he had rarely experienced in his life—an emotion called helplessness.

Even if Fleet Admiral Kong and his three companions were to face ten such giants simultaneously, they would be caught off guard and overwhelmed for quite some time.

Moreover, the original body was still standing between Susanoo's eyebrows, watching everything expressionlessly, without even disturbing its breathing.

Sengoku had commanded countless battles and mobilized millions of soldiers throughout his life, rising from the recruit camp to the position of Fleet Admiral. He had seen countless monsters—but he had never seen anyone like Uchiha Natsu.

All the veterans on this battlefield who had witnessed Whitebeard in his prime had a thought that they could hardly believe: even Whitebeard at his peak probably wouldn't have done anything more outrageous than this young man before them.

"Are you kidding me...? Is this guy a monster?!" Marco's voice wasn't loud, but in the suddenly quiet battlefield, every word clearly reached the ears of everyone around him.

He stood on the ice, his azure wings involuntarily ceasing to flap, hovering in mid-air, looking up at the ten dark gold giants lined up in a row, his pupils dilating in shock.

He had followed Whitebeard through the New World for so many years, witnessing Kaido's Azure Dragon Form, Big Mom's berserk state, and the sight of the sky cracking when Red-Hair unleashed his Conqueror's Haki on the deck.

But which of those monsters didn't spend decades navigating the high seas to reach their position?

Uchiha Natsu only fourteen years old.

What was he doing when he was fourteen?

He's still helping out the nurses on his Pops's boat.

"This kid..." Vista stood beside him, his twin swords now hanging at his sides, tips touching the ice. He looked up at the figure surrounded by ten giants in the center, and after a long pause, he finally managed to utter a sentence.

"Wasn't it this outrageous when he fought Kizaru on Origin Island a few months ago?"

A few months ago, in the sea Origin Island, during the great battle between Natsu and Kizaru, Natsu still had to rely on Flying Thunder God Kunai to chase Kizaru all over the field, and his Susanoo could only be activated in its half-complete form.

Now? Ten.

Any one of them could fight Marine Admiral Candidate Level for half a day.

"Gurgle la la la la!" The Whitebeard maniacal laughter echoed from the bay.

He temporarily extricated himself from Garp's entanglement, leaning on Murakumogiri as he watched the ten giants force the Navy's four strongest fighters into a state of disarray. The surprise in his eyes lasted for less than a second before being replaced by an even stronger admiration.

"Good job, kid!"

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