Moke Regains His Strength

When Moke finally recovered from his exhaustion and prepared to charge back into the fierce battlefield, he stared wide-eyed at the scene before him, as if the whole world had collapsed before his eyes.

The once indestructible Marine Headquarters is now unrecognizable and in ruins. Those towering buildings are now just rubble, as if ravaged by a giant monster. The remains are scattered everywhere, some still emitting thick smoke, others engulfed in Hikaru that turn the sky blood red.

The ground was riddled with deep trenches and huge craters, as if struck by a meteorite. These trenches and craters crisscrossed the area, making it impossible to imagine the fierce battle that had taken place there. Scattered among the devastation were many weapons and equipment belonging to the naval soldiers, some twisted and deformed, others burned to a pile of scrap metal.

Those once imposing and dashing naval soldiers now lay lifeless on the ground, as if their spines had been removed.

Some of them were severely wounded, blood gushing from their wounds like fountains, staining the ground beneath them and forming horrifying pools of blood. Others had already lost their lives, their eyes closed, their faces as pale as paper, lifeless, as if their souls had been ripped away. The whole scene was extremely gruesome, the stench of blood filling the air, making it nauseating and unbearable to look at.

The entire battlefield was deathly silent, devoid of its usual clamor and shouts of battle. Only the occasional groans of the wounded echoed through the empty ruins, sounding particularly mournful and desolate. Moke's eyes anxiously searched the ravaged ruins, his heart pounding as if it would leap out of his throat, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He desperately wanted to find Enel, the comrade who had fought alongside him through thick and thin. Enel, where are you? Are you alright? Moke kept calling out in his heart, his voice so faint in the silent ruins, as if swallowed up by the atmosphere of death.

Finally, in a corner of the battlefield, Moke spotted Enel. However, when he saw Enel's condition, a sense of shock and disbelief welled up inside him. The Enel he saw was not continuing to fight as he had imagined, but had withdrawn from the fierce battle and was standing there quietly, seemingly deep in thought.

Moke strode towards Enel, his heart filled with doubt and confusion. He couldn't understand why Enel would choose to leave at this crucial moment. They hadn't lost yet! "Enel, why are you leaving? We haven't lost!" Moke's voice rang out loudly in the silent battlefield, filled with anger, bewilderment, and a hint of despair.

Enel turned around, looked at Moke, and gave a helpless smile. "Moke, I know your courage and determination, but this battle is hopeless. Sengoku's strength is simply too great; I am no match for him."

Moke stared wide-eyed at Enel in disbelief. He couldn't accept this fact; Enel was his most trusted ally, how could he give up so easily?

"No, Enel, we can't give up like this! As long as we don't give up, there's always a chance!" Moke said excitedly.

However, Enel simply shook his head slowly, his movements heavy, as if bearing endless pressure and helplessness. His eyes were empty and lifeless, revealing a deep weariness, as if he had been defeated by an invisible force.

"Moke, you have no idea of Sengoku's true strength." Enel's voice was low and hoarse, as if he had used up all his strength. "His power far exceeds our imagination. I tried my best, but I still couldn't defeat him."

Before he could finish speaking, Enel seemed to suddenly lose all support. His body swayed slightly, then he turned and left. His steps were unsteady and weak, as if each step required tremendous effort. His figure disappeared swiftly at the edge of the battlefield like a whirlwind, leaving Moke standing alone, bewildered and lost.

Moke stared blankly in the direction Enel had left, his heart filled with loss and despair. He knew that once Enel made up his mind to leave, no one could stop him. This powerful man was now like a defeated child, having lost all courage and fighting spirit.

At this moment, Sengoku, though he had successfully repelled Enel, had paid a heavy price. His strength was almost completely exhausted in this thrilling battle, and every breath felt like a struggle against death. His chest heaved violently, and sweat streamed down his forehead, soaking his clothes. He was no longer the mighty Sengoku of the past, but a weary warrior, struggling on the edge of life and death.

But what's worse is that he now faces not only the recovered Moke, but also three equally formidable opponents: Katrin Demi, Basque Vasco Shot, and Avalo Pizarro. Sengoku's expression instantly turned extremely grim; he realized that the difficulty of this battle far exceeded his expectations.

At the same moment, Redfield, Bullet, and Whitebeard, three exceptionally powerful warriors, also suffered injuries of varying degrees in this chaotic battle. Their bodies were covered with wounds of varying depths, and blood gushed out like a fountain, staining their once pristine white clothes red.

On the Navy's side, Garp, Aokiji, and Kizaru were not spared either. They all bore the marks of battle, their wounds a mixture of blood and sweat, forming shocking streaks.

However, led by powerful figures such as Marco Phoenix, Jozu the Diamond, and Vista the Flower Sword, the Whitebeard Pirates displayed formidable fighting prowess, gradually suppressing the Navy's offensive. After all, among the Vice Admiral of the Marine Headquarters, very few could withstand these powerful pirates.

Furthermore, the Whitebeard Pirates had many powerful captains and division commanders, whose addition greatly enhanced the mid-level combat strength of the pirates. In comparison, the Navy's combat strength in this area was clearly inferior.

If Sengoku hadn't decisively dispatched the Pacifista at the crucial moment, the Navy's mid-level forces would likely have suffered heavy losses. More importantly, the Shichibukai, who were supposed to participate in the battle, quietly retreated to the sidelines, forming a relatively neutral zone.

This undoubtedly means that several more key combatants on the Navy have been lost. This act of neutrality has also made the Navy realize that the Shichibukai can never truly serve the Navy sincerely. Therefore, the plan to abolish the Seven Warlords of the Sea system has been officially put on the agenda. Of course, that's a matter for later. At this moment, Moke stands steadily before Sengoku, scrutinizing the Fleet Admiral with great interest. His eyes gleam with an indescribable anticipation, as if he's silently repeating the words "itching to act." He's filled with curiosity about Sengoku's abilities, especially someone like Sengoku with Mythical Zoan Fruit power—just how effective will his ability be?

Just as Moke was lost in thought, a deafening roar suddenly erupted. Everyone looked in astonishment towards the sound, only to see the ice on one side shatter instantly, as if struck by a powerful force. Amidst the flying ice shards, a group of people emerged like ghosts from the broken ice, appearing before them. This sudden, massive commotion, like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, stirred up ripples, instantly drawing the attention of everyone on the battlefield.

Moke looked closely and saw that the leaders were none other than the three Five Elders: Izambaron V. Saint Nusjuro, Shepard X. Saint Peter, and Topman Saint Warcury! And following closely behind them were the candidates for the Marine Admiral position— Momousagi and Chaton.

Just as everyone's attention was drawn to the three masked CP0 members, someone suddenly exclaimed, "It's the Five Elders!" Then someone else shouted, "That's Admiral candidates Momousagi and Chaton..." and others recognized CP0.

The previously demoralized navy personnel seemed to have been injected with a powerful force. Their spirits were lifted, and they became as energetic as if they had been given a shot of adrenaline, fighting with reckless abandon. The arrival of these newcomers rekindled their desire and confidence in victory.

Whitebeard, Redfield, Bullet, and Moke exchanged glances, realizing that the battle had once again shifted. Facing such a powerful opponent, they knew it would be a tough fight. However, they showed no fear; instead, their eyes sharpened, revealing a resolute and courageous spirit.

Just then, taking advantage of the moment when everyone's attention was diverted, Moke flashed forward, appearing swiftly beside Whitebeard like a ghost. Whitebeard looked puzzled and surprised, but before he could react, Moke's hand was already on his body.

Edward Elric Newgate, the Whitebeard once dominated a region, is considered "Pops" by many One Piece fans. Whitebeard popularity stems not only from his Whitebeard 'Whitebeard Tremor-Tremor Fruit is considered the strongest Paramecia Whitebeard, but even this powerful fruit has its limitations. In One Piece, there is one character who can almost completely disregard the Tremor-Tremor Fruit's power: Golden Lion Shiki. If the two were to clash, the world might not even last a minute. Today, we'll compare Golden Lion Shiki and Whitebeard Newgate to see who is stronger!

Everyone knows the Tremor-Tremor Fruit incredibly powerful, but that's because we haven't seen the battle between Shiki and Whitebeard. Why is it said the Float-Float Fruit completely counters the Tremor-Tremor Fruit? The reason lies in spatial issues. First, Whitebeard's earthquakes and tsunamis are ineffective against Shiki. Second, Whitebeard's punches—if Shiki could fully develop his Float-Float Fruit, Whitebeard's punches might not even be able to touch him. However, this doesn't completely negate Whitebeard. If Shiki were hit head-on by Whitebeard, the situation would likely be dire. For Shiki, his main strength still relies on his Devil Fruit, as seen in the movies.

One thing needs to be stated beforehand: the idea that Shiki) loses to Luffy in the movie is absolutely absurd. For a legendary pirate to be defeated by Luffy, who hasn't even Haki Haki's Gear Third, is simply too far-fetched. I strongly discourage anyone from reviewing Strong World, as it's been heavily criticized. Shiki and Whitebeard are monsters who have destroyed Marine Base, and judging from who they defeated, Whitebeard was actually stronger. Shiki was once sent to Impel Down by Garp and Sengoku, and while Garp and Sengoku didn't take much action against Whitebeard during the Summit War, their expressions suggested they weren't confident they could defeat Whitebeard.

In that instant, a powerful force, as strong as a torrent, surged into Whitebeard's body. This force was overwhelming and unstoppable, as if it were the most powerful force in the world, making it impossible to resist.

Whitebeard's body trembled violently. He could clearly feel this power rapidly repairing the injuries within his body. Whether it was a newly suffered wound or an old injury that had accumulated over many years, it was recovering at an astonishing speed under the influence of this power.

Whitebeard's expression shifted constantly, sometimes showing shock, sometimes joy, and sometimes disbelief. Yet, deep within his eyes, a flame of excitement always burned.

As he aged, the side effects of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit became increasingly apparent. Now, Whitebeard's body is not only aging, but he is also plagued by injuries and illnesses, and his strength is only about 70-80% of his peak.

He knew that if his injuries suddenly flared up during a full-scale battle, he would be the one to fall first, not his enemy.

But now, everything is different!

"Gurarararar..." Whitebeard couldn't help but burst into laughter, his laughter echoing in the air like thunder.

Whitebeard was known for his bold, righteous, and forgiving nature. Whitebeard wasn't particularly interested in becoming the One Piece; his only wish was to have a family. Whitebeard was also a man who had a detached view of the world, possessing a profound understanding of Whitebeard life principles, making him arguably a near-perfect person. However, his decisions were sometimes difficult to understand, such as his dying words. "One Piece truly exists." This simple statement propelled the Great Pirate Era. Furthermore, during the Summit War, Whitebeard decided to cover the retreat, ultimately dying at Marine Headquarters. Why didn't he leave when he could have? This makes me think that Whitebeard and Xiang Yu a legendary general known for his ruthlessness and cunning) share some similarities.

Shiki's personality is rather impatient. Challenging the Marine Headquarters and recruiting Roger are things unimaginable for ordinary people. Although both ended in failure, they accumulated a wealth of combat skills and experience for Shiki. Besides, Shiki is also an excellent "talent scout," immediately recognizing Nami's potential as a skilled navigator. Shiki's combat experience is similar to Whitebeard's, but his impatience sometimes leads to disastrous defeats. If Shiki and Whitebeard were to actually fight, not only would the surrounding areas suffer, but the world itself might not be able to withstand the onslaught. Personally, I think Shiki has a slightly higher chance of winning, given his Devil Fruit power.

Who do you think would have a better chance of winning in a fight between Whitebeard and Shiki? One is the strongest man who dominates the land, and the other is a legendary pirate who dominates the skies. Their battle would be no less spectacular than the Summit War. Actually, Shiki's character design is quite good, but it was unfortunately weakened in the movie. If he could appear in the anime, he would probably be loved by many One Piece fans.

Redfield and Bullet's pupils contracted slightly. Although they couldn't see with their own eyes that Whitebeard's old and new wounds were being healed, they could clearly see that the wound Whitebeard had just been shot by Kizaru was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After exchanging a glance, the corners of their mouths turned up slightly in unison. They had never expected that Moke would possess such astonishing abilities. If that was indeed the case, then their battle could proceed without any scruples. As long as they could ensure survival, trading injuries was not out of the question. After all, when three Emperor Level powerhouses launched a frenzied attack without restraint, the scene would be as terrifying as the end of the world.

"Tsk tsk..." Moke couldn't help but chuckle, Redfield and Bullet followed suit. However, just as the three of them were immersed in this relaxed atmosphere, some unexpected figures would suddenly appear.

For example, there's Koby, who's always been called a deserter. Just a moment ago, he seemed timid and cowardly, but suddenly, as if he'd gone mad, he rushed out without warning and stood straight in the middle of the crowd.

His voice, like a thunderclap, resounded through the heavens, as if to tear the world apart. "Stop! Stop trampling on life!" His voice contained boundless grief and determination, moving everyone who heard it.

By this time, Koby was already in tears, the tears flowing like a burst dam. His voice trembled with sobs as he said, "In every battle, people die, and their families are waiting for them to come home. We have made too many pointless sacrifices. How much longer will this war continue?"

Whitebeard looked at Koby, a hint of surprise on his face, seemingly taken aback by the Xiao Hai's words. He remained silent for a moment, then slowly said, "..."

Redfield looked at Koby with suspicion, thinking to himself, "This kid, could he be one of Whitebeard's or Moke's men? Why would he say something like that?"

Bullet made no attempt to hide his disdain for Koby, coldly scoffing, "Trash."

Saint Izambaron V. Saint Nusjuro, Saint Peter, and Saint Topman Saint Warcury remained silent, their eyes meeting as if in conversation. Their silence, however, was more impactful than any words, as if the entire world had frozen in that moment.

Finally, all three of them turned their gazes to Sengoku, their eyes seemingly saying, "These are the elite troops of your Marine Headquarters? They're a joke!"

Sengoku: "..." He was also rendered speechless.

He glared fiercely at Garp, inwardly groaning. After all, Koby was Garp's prized student! If he attacked Koby directly, Garp would likely lose face. However, the situation at this moment left him no room for hesitation. If he didn't take action against Koby, he would likely fail to quell the crowd's anger and gain their support.

After a fierce internal struggle, he finally made up his mind and slowly took a few steps forward. Just as he was about to reach Koby, a voice suddenly rang out. "Two-faced!"

He looked up abruptly and saw Moke standing not far away with a mocking smile on his face. Moke's timing was perfect. Just now, when he and Whitebeard had the upper hand, this guy had remained silent, but now that the situation had just reversed and the Navy and the World Government had regained the upper hand, he immediately stood up and said such a sarcastic remark.

"Yes, yes, yes...that's the taste...this is the real deserter Koby!" Moke continued to mock, "The war is almost won, and you only come out to show your 'mercy,' hahaha!"

However, now that the deserter Koby has made his appearance, shouldn't the legendary king of cool be showing up soon? Sure enough, just as he was pondering this, a commotion suddenly arose on the other side. He looked closely and saw a group of people appear there.

Among this group of people, one figure stood out. His appearance seemed to carry a powerful aura, as dazzling as the sun, impossible to ignore. Every movement and every expression of his exuded unparalleled confidence and majesty, like a tyrant descending, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

When people saw his face clearly, they couldn't help but gasp. His bright Red-Hair burned like flames, fluttering in the wind, contrasting with his resolute face and exuding an aura of Haki.

"Red-Hair?" The moment they saw him, everyone's expression subtly changed. Especially the Five Elders, Sengoku, and Garp, whose shock was beyond words.

After all, Whitebeard, another of the Four Emperors, had already given them a hard time. Whitebeard's immense strength and imposing aura put the Marines under tremendous pressure when they fought against him. Now, with another Four Emperors appearing before them, it was undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire in an already tense situation, making the situation even more dire.

The morale of the navy suffered a heavy blow at this moment, and their already tense nerves were instantly stretched to the limit. A look of fear appeared on everyone's face, as if they were witnessing the end of the world. Faced with such a powerful enemy, their hearts were filled with unease and fear, and they had no idea how to deal with it.

However, in stark contrast to the navy's panic, Red-Hair remained calm and composed. A faint smile played on his lips, a smile devoid of any hostility or arrogance, instead radiating an irresistible charm.

The Red-Hair spoke slowly and deliberately, "Give me some face." His voice wasn't loud, yet it resonated like a bell in everyone's ears, carrying an undeniable tone. Although the sentence was brief, the power it contained was undeniable.