A Figure

"Bang..." Suddenly, a loud bang rang out, as if the whole world had been torn apart in that instant. At this breathtaking moment, a figure rushed towards him like Inazuma at an astonishing speed.

Upon closer inspection, Moke couldn't help but gasp – good heavens, the newcomer was none other than Ace! Ace's face was contorted in pain, clearly having just endured a fierce battle. Even more astonishing was that, as the Devil Fruit User of the Flame-Flame Fruit, he was not only sent flying, but his body was also covered in frostbite marks.

"How embarrassing!" Moke sighed inwardly. He quickly reached out and caught Ace steadily. With Moke's help, Ace finally managed to stand up. He turned around and looked at Moke with a face full of embarrassment, looking just like a child who had done something wrong.

You have to understand, Ace was the Second Division Commander of the Whitebeard Pirates! To be defeated so humiliatingly is really unacceptable. Last time he was captured by Blackbeard, he could say it was a moment of carelessness, but this time... being so brutally beaten by Aokiji, he really can't find any excuse.

However, after these two fierce battles, Ace gained a deeper understanding of his shortcomings. He realized that he still had a lot of room for improvement in Haki and physical skills. Therefore, he Dark-Dark Fruit resolved that as long as he could return to the ship safely this time, he would work twice as hard to train these two skills and never let such a humiliation happen again.

Otherwise, facing these truly top-tier experts head-on would be a huge disadvantage! Just then, a roar was heard, "Ice Block - Ice Dragon!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Aokiji gather all the cold air in his body into his right arm, then swing it fiercely, and a huge Ice Dragon ten meters long roared out! This Ice Dragon not only had extremely powerful impact, but also contained terrifying Ice Seal power.

Wherever the Ice Dragon passed, everything was instantly Ice Seal, as if time itself had stood still. Seeing this, Moke's pupils constricted slightly, and he inwardly cried out in alarm. First Doflamingo's spider web, and now Aokiji's Ice Dragon —the strength of these people was indeed unfathomable; the techniques they possessed far exceeded those shown in the anime!

Seeing the Ice Dragon pounce towards him, Ace wanted to rush forward to fight it, but Moke didn't give him the chance to show off. Moke swiftly moved, shoving Ace aside, and then suddenly swung out his Shusui!

In an instant, an extremely terrifying slash erupted like Inazuma, its power so great that it even cleaved a deep crack in the ground! And Aokiji's Ice Dragon was as fragile as paper before this slash, easily split in two!

"Laser Beam..." With a low shout from Kizaru, a dazzling laser beam shot out like Inazuma, tearing through the void and heading straight for Moke.

"Iron Fist..." At the same time, Garp's fist, like a cannonball, slammed into Moke with unparalleled power.

"Ice Age..." Aokiji's voice was cold and ruthless. He waved his hands, and a burst of extremely cold air shot out, instantly freezing the surrounding air into a huge Ice Ball, which pressed down on Moke like an Iceburg.

"Hell Hound..." Akainu's roar resounded through the heavens and earth. His fist was burning with raging flames, as if he wanted to burn everything to ashes. This punch carried the momentum of destroying the world and smashed hard towards Moke.

All of this happened so fast, as if it had been planned. Kizaru, Garp, Aokiji, and Akainu all abandoned Whitebeard and turned to attack Moke. Originally, Kizaru, Garp, and Akainu were confronting Whitebeard, Marco, and "Diamond" Jozu, and a battle between the two sides was about to break out. However, in that instant, their target suddenly changed, which was completely unexpected.

"Two-Sword Style - Dragon Fang!" With a roar, Ata gripped her twin blades tightly and sped forward like a whirlwind. In that instant, she seemed to become one with her blades, radiating a chilling aura.

At the same time, a special dragon-shaped slash, Shine with a mysterious light, suddenly took shape. Upon closer inspection, Ata's two sharp longswords were positioned precisely at Dragon Fang dragon's fangs of the slash, which is why this move was named Dragon Fang.

Standing opposite him, Yajie's face turned deathly pale when he witnessed this astonishing move. Instinctively, he tried to dodge, but just as he made a move, an amazing scene unfolded—the dragon-shaped slash seemed to have a life of its own, rapidly changing its direction of attack as he moved.

Yajie's heart sank. He immediately realized that this attack was impossible to dodge, and only by taking it head-on could he have a chance of survival. He gritted his teeth, a resolute look flashing in his eyes. He gripped his katana tightly in his right hand, raised it high, and thrust it forward to parry. At the same time, he slightly crouched down, shifting his center of gravity downward, preparing to meet the impending fierce impact.

A deafening clang suddenly rang out, like thunder rolling down from the heavens, or the sound of a great bell from ancient times, carrying boundless power and shock, instantly resounding in all directions. This roar, like a violent torrent, assaulted people's eardrums, causing them to tremble involuntarily. The entire space seemed to be startled, trembling slightly, and the surrounding air was stirred into chaos.

In that breathtaking instant, Ata's twin blades, like two bolts of Inazuma slicing through the night sky, hurtled towards them at an unimaginable speed. The speed was astonishing, as if time itself had frozen. The blades, gleaming with cold light and carrying the force of a thunderbolt, hurtled towards Yajie's hastily raised katana like Gale.

In an instant, Mars flew everywhere, like dazzling fireworks suddenly bursting in the night sky. The Mars illuminated the figures of the two fighters, reflecting the tense yet resolute expressions on their faces. At the same time, a powerful and terrifying impact surged wildly along the blade, like surging waves crashing against fragile rocks.

Yajie felt as if his arms had been struck by a thousand-pound hammer, a searing pain shooting through him. The agony was like a thousand steel needles piercing his bone marrow, or like raging fire burning his skin, nearly causing him to faint. The pain felt as if it were tearing his arms off his body, causing him to let out a low groan, large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. Yet, despite this excruciating pain, Yajie gritted his teeth, gripping his katana tightly, refusing to flinch.

Despite gritting Yajie teeth and straining with all his might, all his efforts seemed insignificant in the face of such immense power. His feet began to slide backward rapidly, the hard ground screeching under his feet, leaving two deep, bottomless tracks, as if the earth had been ripped open with two huge wounds.

Unfortunately, Yajie ultimately couldn't withstand this unstoppable attack. At the crucial final moment, his hands finally succumbed to the terrifying pressure and trembled violently. The blades that had been firmly blocking Ata's twin swords shifted from their original positions, creating a slight opening.

In that instant, the fleeting opening flashed across the night sky like a bolt of Inazuma, instantly seized by Ata's keen senses. This fleeting opportunity was like a key to victory for Ata.

Ata's figure flashed past like a ghost, and in the blink of an eye, her twin blades, like two sharp Inazuma of lightning, cleaved through Yajie's tight defenses with lightning speed. The sharp blades seemed to ignore all obstacles, heading straight for Yajie's vital points...

In an instant, Ata's twin blades pierced deeply into Yajie's chest, piercing through without mercy. With a chilling "splatter," a spurt of crimson blood gushed from Yajie's mouth, spraying into the air and forming a Bloody Mist Era. Yet, even suffering such a grievous wound, Yajie stubbornly revealed a ferocious, twisted smile, shouting with his last ounce of strength, "The Sea Hunter Group will not let you go, you despicable bastards..."

Hearing Yajie's dying words, Ata didn't even flinch. Without hesitation, she forcefully pulled with both hands, swiftly ripping the twin blades from Yajie's body. Instantly, blood gushed out like a burst dam, staining the surrounding ground red. Losing his support, Yajie could no longer stand, his tall body crashing to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Looking at Yajie lying in a pool of blood, Ata's face slowly revealed a relieved smile. With the threat of Yajie eliminated, the crisis that had shrouded Chef Island was finally over. The tension that had been gripping her heart could finally be released, and she felt an unprecedented sense of ease and relief. Now, she could finally leave without any worries and continue on her own journey.

Immediately afterwards, she gracefully walked towards Yajie. As she approached Yajie, she elegantly and swiftly reached out and gently took the knife from Yajie tightly clenched hand. Then, she focused all her attention on the blade in her hand, carefully examining and admiring it.

His defensive stance was awe-inspiring. His body was not only as hard as a rock, but also contained boundless power.

However, despite his outwardly powerful appearance, Moke was filled with despair deep inside. He wasn't facing ordinary enemies, but four incredibly powerful individuals. These four were far stronger than him, and no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't find even the slightest chance to escape.

Just then, a deafening roar resounded, "Boom..." Kizaru's Laser Beam struck Moke's back like Inazuma, instantly tearing open the space behind him. Immediately afterward, Ice Age erupted from the ground, and icy cold air spread rapidly, Ice Seal everything around Moke. Meanwhile, the Hell Hound roared in from directly in front, slamming into Moke's chest with earth-shattering force.

However, this was not the end. Garp descended from the sky like an Inazuma, as if he were a war god descending from another world. His speed was as fast as the wind, leaving no time for anyone to react. In the blink of an eye, he had arrived above Moke.

In the blink of an eye, Garp's fist struck Moke's head with unparalleled force, like a meteorite hitting the earth, like a burning fireball.

The power of this punch was beyond imagination, as if the whole world was trembling. The Shockwave it generated was like a category 10 typhoon passing through, tearing apart the surrounding air with a piercing howl.

Under this barrage of fierce attacks, like Gale, the ice beneath Moke's feet began to crack and creak under the immense pressure. The sound was like the ice groaning in pain, seemingly pleading to hold on a little longer, but ultimately, the fragile ice could not withstand such tremendous pressure.

Finally, with a crisp cracking sound, the ice shattered completely. In an instant, the seawater, like a wild beast unleashed, surged forth with overwhelming force, engulfing Moke like a flood bursting its banks.

The immense force of the impact made everyone hold their breath for Moke, wondering if he could survive the raging waves. The seawater roared like an enraged dragon, mercilessly engulfing Moke, making it impossible to see his figure clearly.

When everything returned to calm, people were astonished to find that the spot where Moke had stood had been completely submerged by the sea, forming a wide "lake." Moke himself had vanished without a trace, as if he had never been there at all.

"Heh..." A cold smile crept across Akainu's lips, a smile that revealed his disdain for Moke and absolute confidence in his own strength. He looked at the empty "lake" before him, thinking to himself, "I'll deal with this troublesome fellow first, then it won't be too late to deal with Whitebeard."

The tension in the hearts of Aokiji, Kizaru, and Garp was released the moment Moke was defeated, and they all breathed a sigh of relief. This war with Whitebeard was already extremely intense, and Moke's appearance made the situation even more out of control. However, now that Moke had been successfully dealt with, a Ōishi was finally lifted from their hearts.

At this critical, life-or-death moment, the four men moved as if they had planned it beforehand, suddenly turning their heads sharply in unison. This turn was like Inazuma piercing the night sky, and four sharp, piercing gazes, like four bolts of Inazuma, landed directly on Whitebeard, Marco, "Diamond" Jozu, and Ace with lightning speed.

The four men moved with astonishing speed, like Inazuma, as if they were arrows released from a bow, hurtling towards Whitebeard and his companions. Their movements were so swift that it was almost impossible for anyone to react; they could only watch helplessly as they approached like phantoms. In the blink of an eye, they swept in like a Gale, creating a fierce Gale that made those around them lose their footing, and some were even blown to the ground by the powerful airflow.

Originally, these four people came with the intention of rescuing Moke. They were extremely anxious and ran frantically all the way, with only one thought in mind: to get to Moke's side as soon as possible and rescue him from danger. However, fate is always so cruel. Despite their best efforts, they were still a step too late.

When they arrived, they only saw Moke being mercilessly slammed into the sea by the navy right before their eyes. In that instant, time seemed to freeze, and they watched helplessly as Moke's figure gradually disappeared into the turbulent sea, his fate unknown.

This sudden turn of events filled them with grief, anger, and resentment. To them, Moke was not only a friend but also a benefactor. In their most difficult times, Moke had extended a helping hand and helped them overcome countless hardships.

However, how could they accept that their benefactor had suffered such a misfortune? Anger and hatred burned fiercely in their hearts, and their original plan to save people was instantly forgotten. Instead, a bloody war of revenge was launched.

"Yo-yo..." Kizaru's repulsive, lewd laughter sounded particularly jarring in the tense atmosphere. Meanwhile, Aokiji, Akainu, and Garp each quickly locked onto their targets, preparing for a thrilling one-on-one duel.

Faced with such a dire situation, they showed no fear whatsoever. After all, they were the elite of the elite in the navy, the undisputed top combat force! These pirates were nothing more than a rabble in their eyes; how could they possibly instill fear in them?

In a one-on-one duel, they were absolutely confident they could defeat any opponent. However, among the four, only Whitebeard put them under some pressure. After all, Whitebeard's strength and reputation were renowned throughout the world; everyone knew him.

Even so, they showed no sign of backing down. They had unwavering confidence in their own strength and firmly believed that they could defeat Whitebeard and all other enemies.

As for the other three, one-on-one combat was a piece of cake for them, as easy as eating a small dish.

Just as everyone was pondering this in their hearts, suddenly, a loud bang was heard. "Boom..." It seemed as if the entire sea was shaken by this loud noise.

To everyone's astonishment, they all looked in the direction of the sound and saw a huge block of ice slowly emerging from the sea. The ice was completely transparent, like an Iceburg, and reflected a dazzling light under the sunlight.

"Huh?" Everyone was taken aback and subconsciously turned their gaze to the ice block. Just then, a figure rose rapidly from the ice block like a ghost.

In the blink of an eye, the figure stood firmly on the ice, looking down at everyone. Upon closer inspection, everyone recognized the figure as none other than Moke!

"Tui..."

Moke spat out a mouthful of blood-tinged saliva to the side, looking rather disheveled. If he hadn't absorbed the ice at the last moment, Ice Seal himself before falling into the sea...

I'm afraid it's really going to end...

Moreover, even in his strongest defensive stance, he was seriously injured by the attacks from those people. He had wounds on his head, chest, and back, and blood was flowing freely.

"Well?"

Whitebeard, Marco, "Diamond" Jozu, and Ace were initially taken aback by Moke's words, seemingly surprised by them, but they quickly burst into laughter.

However, in stark contrast to Whitebeard's group were Garp, Akainu, Aokiji, and Kizaru. Their faces were devoid of any smiles, replaced instead by solemnity and anxiety. Especially when they saw Moke's wounds healing rapidly at a visible speed, their anxiety grew even more intense.

It's important to understand that the surprise attack just now was a golden opportunity for them. But such an opportunity only comes once; there won't be a second chance. After all, Moke isn't a fool; he knows how risky his solo incursion into enemy territory was. After some thought, he decided to change his strategy and avoid taking unnecessary risks. Whitebeard and his crew will certainly not be as careless as before; they will be much more cautious in their response to Moke's challenge.

Faced with this situation, Moke's lips curled into a cold smile. His gaze swept over every marine present, as if they had all become his defeated foes. He said without fear, "Originally, I only wanted to take down Akainu today, but now... I will not rest until I have sent all of you marines to the bottom of the sea!"

Moke's words resounded like thunder across the battlefield. His voice, filled with confidence and Haki, was awe-inspiring. Upon hearing this, Akainu's killing intent ignited instantly. His eyes practically spitting fire as he glared fiercely at Moke, gritting his teeth and roaring, "You're courting death!"

Akainu's roar was deafening, as if the whole world trembled at his rage. His body trembled slightly with fury, and the Magma Fist in his hands became even hotter with his power.

Seeing this, a rare glint of coldness flashed in Kizaru's eyes. He smirked and said with a hint of mockery, "Yo yo... how terrifying!"

Garp stared wide-eyed, scrutinizing Moke as if he were seeing him for the first time. Just moments ago, the combined attack of the four of them would have been unbearable even for someone as powerful as Whitebeard. Yet, Moke had miraculously escaped unscathed—it was simply unbelievable!

Although Moke looked extremely disheveled at this moment, as if he had suffered a serious injury, Garp was surprised to find that the guy's recovery ability was simply terrifying. In the blink of an eye, Moke had recovered completely, as if the previous serious injury had never happened. If it weren't for his tattered clothes and the bloodstains on his body, probably no one would have been able to tell that he had ever been injured.

Just then, a cry of surprise suddenly rang out from the crowd, "Who is that...?" This cry of surprise was like a thunderclap, instantly drawing everyone's attention. Everyone looked in the direction the person was looking, and there stood a person on the huge wave that the Whitebeard had stirred up and that Ice Seal by Aokiji!