Tsunami Annihilates the Enemy

Another battlefield.

The Neo Marines, reorganized from the Whitebeard Pirates, raced across the vast sea. Their fleet blanketed the waters, banners snapping in the wind like an invincible iron-blooded force.

Yet from where sea met sky in the distance came the deafening roar of cannon fire and war drums, heralding the imminent outbreak of an earth-shaking battle.

Across this vast and surging maritime war zone, God's Knights led the World Government's elite forces in a tidal charge toward the Neo Marines.

On the ships and between the warships, weapons roared in unison, and flames shot into the sky.

Both sides had gathered glory and despair tempered by hardship. Their auras collided over the sea, setting off waves of tremors that seemed to tear heaven and earth apart.

Whitebeard stood on the flagship, his expression cold yet wild as his gaze swept over the menacing World Government fleet ahead.

He raised his heavy naginata and laughed boldly:

"Gurararara!

Today, let me see whether these World Government lapdogs can withstand my attack!"

His voice was like beating war drums, carrying over the sea breeze and stirring even fiercer morale among the warriors at his side.

On the other side, aboard God's Knights' ships, the commanders stood ready, calmly and sternly issuing orders.

The imposing commander on the platform narrowed his sharp eyes and gave his command in a low voice:

"All formations, maintain your ranks. Do not underestimate the enemy.

In the glory of God's Knights, we swear to crush the Neo Marines completely!"

Though his voice was not loud, it pierced every soldier's heart like cold steel, leaving them tense and vigilant.

Cannon fire suddenly intertwined, and a heaven-shaking shockwave erupted across the sea.

Whitebeard's fleet was the first to break through the blockade of waves. The ships coordinated closely, forming