Support Arrives! All Hands on Deck! Twenty Marine Vice Admirals! Gion's Shock

"Clang--!!!"

The deafening clang of metal against metal echoed throughout the sea. Gion was forced back by the force, and the sea beneath her feet erupted in sprays several meters high. Her hand, gripping the hilt of her sword, went slightly numb.

She abruptly turned her head to look in the direction of Origin Island, her eyes filled with horror and disbelief.

The thick fog seemed to be stirred by an invisible giant hand. On the surging sea, a nearly 100-meter-tall, dark golden, Semi-Complete Susanoo rode the waves. Its heavy armor crushed the waves, and with each step it took, the sea trembled and stirred up turbid waves several meters high. Even the air was pressed into stillness by this magnificent aura.

The young Uchiha Natsu stood atop Susanoo's forehead, his crimson Three-Tomoe Sharingan like two leaping, blood-red flames, coldly sweeping across the entire scene. His voice, imbued with Chakra, pierced through the roar of cannons and the clash of swords, like a thunderclap chilled to the bone, striking everyone's eardrums and making their hearts clench.

"Hey! You guys are really making me angry!"

The chilling words, carrying an icy edge, traveled through the surging waves and reached the ears of the Marines, pirates, and the remaining CP0 members, causing them to instinctively freeze in their tracks.

That undisguised killing intent, like a cold current from the deep sea, instantly swept across the entire battlefield, even making the sea breeze feel biting cold.

Behind Natsu, tall figures emerged from the thick fog one after another—one, two, three... and in the blink of an eye, they became hundreds!

Hundreds of Uchiha, dressed in uniform gray-white uniforms, stood in neat square formation, their clothes fluttering in the sea breeze, their faces as cold as ice, staring intently at the chaotic crowd in front of them.

One after another, pairs of scarlet, eerie Sharingan lit up. The Two Tomoe shone with a cold light, while the Three Tomoe spun wildly in the pupils. In the sinking Dusk, they resembled countless demonic eyes opening from hell. The combined chilling aura pressed heavily on everyone's hearts, sending shivers down their spines and making it hard to breathe.

Most chillingly, the figure casually held in Natsu's right hand was a man whose limbs were limp, whose neck hung limply, whose body was covered in blood, and who was being held in his hand like a lump of mud. This was the CP0 elite who had infiltrated the tribe's territory earlier.

The CP0 member, who was already wounded and fighting desperately in the encirclement, suddenly fixed his gaze on that bloodied but still recognizable face. His pupils instantly shrank to the size of pinpoints, and his blood seemed to freeze completely at that moment. Even his clenched fist began to tremble uncontrollably.

Those are his teammates! How could that be?!

Even though he was mentally prepared, knowing that his companions who had infiltrated the tribe's territory were likely to be in grave danger, and had made the worst-case scenario of mission failure or even mutual destruction, the scene before him was still like a heavy hammer blow to his heart. Shock, anger, and despair instantly overwhelmed his reason.

That person's strength was on par with his own; he was a top elite selected from thousands within CP0, having experienced countless life-or-death battles. How could he just... be casually carried around like a dead dog by a teenager?

There wasn't even a trace of resistance!

The blade of Kompira was still vibrating and humming; the immense force of the previous strike had made Gion's knuckles, which were gripping the hilt, go slightly numb.

She thought the battle was over, but the figure riding the waves made her tense up instantly. She subconsciously pushed her Observation Haki to its limit, and it swept into the depths of the thick fog like a tide.

But the moment Observation Haki Uchiha swept over the Gion formation, her expression changed slightly, and her tightly pursed lips tightened instantly.

She could clearly sense that the twelve or thirteen-year-old boy at the front possessed an aura like a bottomless dark gold ocean, vast, heavy, and carrying an inexhaustible sense of oppression.

That intensity had already surpassed that of Uchiha Fugaku, whom she had been locked in a long-term battle with, and had even reached the threshold of Admiral Level. It was in no way inferior to the top Yonko Commander under the Four Emperors of the New World!

The sight of hundreds of Uchiha behind him made her heart sink even further.

Every figure scanned by his Observation Haki possessed an aura that was at least comparable to that of an elite lieutenant commander from the Marine Headquarters, with more than a dozen of them having an aura that was in no way inferior to that of Vice Admiral from the Headquarters!

Including the other combatants of the same level who had already appeared on the battlefield, this group of the Uchiha Clan who suddenly appeared numbered more than twenty, including Kage Level powerhouses who were comparable to Marine Vice Admiral!

Gion's face went from initial astonishment to deathly pale, then turned ashen.

Having commanded the elite forces of the Marine Headquarters for so many years, she knew all too well what this fighting force meant— the Marine Headquarters had at most thirty or so top Vice Admiral on its register, while the group in front of her, just at the Vice Admiral Level, already had the fighting strength of more than half of the core backbone of the Marine Headquarters!

This is not some roving armed group at all; it is a terrifying force capable of shaking the balance of power across the Four Blues and even standing shoulder to shoulder with the Emperor Level pirate crews of the New World! The intelligence sent back by the Marine Headquarters was absolutely wrong!

What chilled her to the bone even more was that she immediately recognized the pure white CP0 uniform on the corpse the boy was casually carrying.

The two CP0 elites who infiltrated Origin Island have been completely wiped out here, without even being able to send out a single distress signal.

The Uchiha ninjas who rode the waves had pairs of scarlet Sharingan that shone menacingly in the Dusk. Their eerie ability to predict attacks meant that the Navy's most prized Six Powers Strike was utterly ineffective against them.

The Momonga, the Hōshō, and the Onigumo behind her had already stopped attacking, each staring solemnly at the approaching formation riding the waves, their hands unconsciously tightening around their swords.

The victory that was firmly in their grasp was completely reversed in just a few dozen seconds by this sudden influx of reinforcements.

Gion took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in her heart, and held the Kompira horizontally in front of her, her Armament Haki slowly spreading along the blade.

But only she knew that her hand, gripping the knife hilt, had uncontrollably grown cold.