"All forces, attack! Wipe out the Whitebeard Pirates!"
As Sengoku's voice rang out in every direction.
The hundred thousand elite officers, standing in neat formation in the plaza, immediately turned into a blue-and-white torrent.
They poured down from the harbor of the inner bay and charged toward the pirates on the ice.
At the same time, the pirate captains under Whitebeard also began loudly ordering their men to charge.
"Kill all the Marines!"
"We've got the perfect landing point! Jump off the pirate ships, follow the ice, destroy every obstacle in sight, and charge into the plaza!"
The pirates immediately leaped from the ships with all kinds of weapons in hand, howling like dumplings dropped into a pot.
In an instant, the armies of both sides collided and began slaughtering one another in a frenzy.
The frozen sea rang with the metallic clash of blades and guns.
The coastal artillery batteries surrounding the inner bay also began to roar, firing massive shells.
The shells fell into the crowd, inflicting enormous casualties on the pirates atop the ice.
On the towering embankments surrounding the harbor, some of the Shichibukai who had been watching finally chose to act.
"Clang!"
Accompanied by a crisp ring of steel.
A man wearing a black top hat trimmed with white fur, a wine-red patterned shirt.
A black coat, white trousers, and short black boots.
With a cross-shaped dagger hanging from his chest, reached behind him and drew the enormous black cross-shaped sword from his back.
The man wore a short beard, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's.
"Fufufufufu, are you making a move?"
Doflamingo, dressed in a pink shirt, a pink Flamingo-feather coat, flashy beach shorts, pointed leather boots, and pink sunglasses, showed a surprised expression.
Even Akainu, who sat as still as a mountain beneath the execution platform, could not help looking over after noticing the commotion.
"Dracule Mihawk, does he intend to act? What a rare sight."
Mihawk gripped the Black Blade Yoru. Beneath his black top hat, his hawk-sharp eyes were firmly fixed on the tall figure standing on the distant deck.
"I merely want to know the true gap between that man and me."
As his calm voice fell, Mihawk raised the long blade in his hand and slashed down.
Slash!
A brilliant flash instantly illuminated the entire bay.
It was the slash unleashed by the Black Blade Yoru.
Crack crack crack crack!
Where the sword light passed, the thick ice covering the bay was easily split by a crack over a hundred meters long.
The sword light tore through the ice and shot straight toward the Moby Dick!
Facing this astonishing slash, powerful enough to split the entire ship in two.
Whitebeard on the deck seemed not to notice it at all.
He still gripped his Pheasant Blade, unmoving as a mountain.
Then, a broad and mighty figure flashed past in the haze, spreading his arms toward the terrifying incoming slash.
"Tss!"
Like a jet of water striking a solid reef.
The slash of Hawk-Eye Mihawk, the world's greatest swordsman, was forcibly stopped.
"Uoooooh!"
The burly figure let out a roar, clasping the tangible sword light in both hands. The muscles in his arms bulged as he violently heaved upward!
The sword light soared into the sky and exploded above the clouds.
Boom!!
A violent blast of force erupted high in the sky, scattering the dark clouds.
"Who was that? He actually blocked the slash of the world's greatest swordsman?"
As the icy mist dispersed, a mountain-like figure appeared beneath the Moby Dick.
His entire body had transformed into glittering diamond, even the teeth bared in his grin turned to diamond.
"That's the Third Division commander, Diamond Jozu!"
A blinding light suddenly flashed in the sky.
A thick beam of light, endlessly refracting, shot over from afar in an instant.
Countless points of light gathered above the Moby Dick, forming the figure of a man in a yellow suit, a white Justice cape, and yellow sunglasses.
Kizaru spread his hands and directly fired countless lasers at Whitebeard before him.
"Yasakani no Magatama!"
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Dense light bullets poured down like a raging storm, filling the sky and bathing the ice in golden light.
"It's Kizaru!"
On the deck, Whitebeard raised a hand to shield his eyes. "Hey, hey, that's too dazzling, brat."
Whoosh!
Behind Whitebeard, a swift figure flashed like the wind, darting in front of the barrage of light bullets and crashing head-on into them.
Whoosh!
Bang bang bang!
Amid a series of explosions, a pair of blue flaming wings spread open, blocking every light beam Kizaru had fired.
"Even Admiral Kizaru was stopped! What is that form wreathed in blue flames?"
"That's the First Division commander, Phoenix Marco!"
"That astounding form is the legendary Mythical Zoan, Phoenix form!"
In midair, Marco's hands had transformed into two enormous blue-flame wings. He looked at Kizaru before him, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.
"How could we let you kill our king so easily?"
The dense light bullets continued firing, piercing through Marco's body again and again.
But in the blink of an eye.
The wounds where Marco had been pierced rapidly healed, restoring him completely.
Marco beat the wings on his back, accelerating in a wild burst. In an instant, he reached Kizaru and swung his right leg down from above, kicking at Kizaru's head.
Caught off guard, Kizaru could only raise an arm to block.
Bang!
Marco's right leg, covered in Armament Haki, struck Kizaru's arm solidly and kicked him from the air to the ground.
Boom!!
Kizaru's body became a golden streak falling at lightspeed from the sky, plunging straight into the ground and exploding on impact.
Before the Marines could cry out in alarm, countless points of light flew from the ruins and gathered into Kizaru's tall form.
He looked up at Marco flying in the air.
"How terrifying. The people of the Whitebeard Pirates, every one of them is as strong as a monster."
"Giant Squad, watch the sky!"
Rumble rumble rumble! The earth roared and trembled.
Jozu's burly figure rampaged across the broad ice, sending every Marine in his path flying backward, coughing blood.
"Get out of the way!" he shouted at the pirates ahead of him on the ice.
Then he abruptly leaped high into the air before crashing down and throwing a punch at the ice below.
Crack!
His fist slammed deep into the ice, guided by his precise control over his own strength.
Two curved cracks splitting left and right rapidly spread across the ice, extending, joining together, and forming a perfect circle more than a hundred meters in diameter.
Then Jozu let out a roar and thrust both hands into the ice.
He ripped the giant hundred-meter block of ice from the frozen sea, then furiously exerted both arms and hurled it toward the plaza ahead.
"If you've got the guts, try stopping this!"
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