Doflamingo

A gigantic block of ice a hundred meters in diameter, like a mountain peak, was hurled from Marineford's bay into the sky above the plaza by Jozu's inhuman strength.

The Marine soldiers on the ground stood agape, struck speechless by the mountain-sized block of ice.

"It's huge!" Even the giant vice admirals felt an irresistible shudder.

"Honestly, if we all head out, who's going to guard this place?"

Below the execution platform, Akainu slowly rose to his feet and clenched his right fist as scorching red magma began to gush forth.

His expression remained indifferent as he punched at the enormous block of ice about to crash into the plaza.

"Great Eruption!"

Scalding magma surged and roared from his arm, forming a massive fist of magma that effortlessly pierced through the giant block of ice.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!

An immense amount of steam billowed forth. In an instant, the mountain-sized block of ice was completely vaporized by the scorching magma fist.

In midair, the scalding magma fist continued flying forward.

Then, above the frozen surface of the inner bay, it transformed into a rain of fiery meteors that howled down toward the ground.

On the ice, pirates and Marines alike wore expressions of indescribable terror as they scattered in every direction in blind panic.

"Run! They're volcanic bombs!"

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Volcanic bombs trailing thick black smoke fell from the sky like miniature meteorites, smashing through the iron-hard ice and blasting it full of holes.

The moment the volcanic bombs fell into the sea, they boiled the icy seawater until it became scalding hot.

The pirates who had fallen into the sea when the ice melted—

Before they could even feel relieved at having been saved, the boiling seawater cooked them alive, drawing out agonized screams.

Boom!

Whitebeard tilted his head slightly as a black ship behind him was smashed in half by a falling volcanic bomb.

Raging flames swiftly engulfed the vessel.

Whoosh!

A millstone-sized volcanic bomb flew toward him, only for Whitebeard to casually pierce it with the Pheasant Blade in his hand.

He blew out the flames on the volcanic bomb and teased, "Isn't this fire a little too flashy?"

"Fufufufu, Whitebeard, don't you like a lavish funeral?"

From several hundred meters away, Akainu curled his lips into a grim smile.

"You're only fit to light candles at birthday parties, magma brat."

At this moment, bloody fighting had already erupted across both the frozen inner bay and the plaza below the execution platform.

Whitebeard's forty-three pirate fleets clashed with the Marines' hundred thousand elite officers and soldiers.

Meanwhile, the fourteen powerful division commanders had already engaged the vice admirals of Marine Headquarters.

Boom, boom, boom!

The earth trembled, and the entire ice sheet shook violently.

An enormous figure strode over from the direction of the harbor.

It was Little Oars, a pirate captain under Whitebeard and a descendant of Oars, the Continent-Puller.

"Ace! I'm coming to save you!"

Little Oars opened his mouth and shouted, his voice rolling out like thunder.

On the execution platform, Ace's eyes were red as he watched the brutal battle below, where blood flowed like a river.

"Oars! Don't come over! You're too big—they'll use you as a target!"

Before the disbelieving eyes of the many giant vice admirals at Marine Headquarters, Little Oars ignored the artillery fire and blades rushing toward him. He directly wrapped his arms around a Marine warship and hurled it at them.

"Stop him!"

"You damned giant demon! He's too huge! This goes beyond all common sense for giants!"

On the embankment of the inner bay, Moria's eyes gleamed as he watched Little Oars. "Oars' descendant is actually on Whitebeard's ship. I want his corpse so badly."

Thud!

Just then, a dull sound came from beneath his feet.

Bartholomew Kuma, who had been standing beside him like a statue, slowly removed his gloves.

"You..." A trace of wariness appeared in Moria's eyes as he quietly moved aside.

Bartholomew Kuma was a Paramecia user of the Paw-Paw Fruit.

With the paw pads between his hands, he could easily fire Pressure Cannons capable of piercing steel.

He could also compress vast amounts of air at will, creating an air bomb powerful enough to destroy an island in a single blow.

Bzzz, bzzz, bzzz!

Kuma extended both hands toward the air. The atmosphere trembled between his palms, vaguely outlining the shape of a gigantic bear paw.

Amid the buzzing vibrations, Kuma ultimately compressed hundreds of cubic meters of air into a fist-sized mass and launched it at Little Oars ahead.

The bear-paw-shaped air projectile looked adorable, and it did not fly particularly fast.

Yet the moment it struck Little Oars in the abdomen, it erupted with a terrifying impact.

The blow sent the thirty-eight-meter-tall giant demon bleeding from all seven orifices, scattering his consciousness and forcing his massive body to crash to its knees.

Little Oars' face was covered in blood, and his vision blurred.

Through the haze, he saw Ace kneeling on the execution platform, shouting himself hoarse.

He remembered how Ace had worried about him getting caught in the rain and painstakingly made him a huge Straw Hat.

Ace was a Flame-Flame Fruit user, so if the hat burned by accident, he would have to start all over again.

"Ace... is the gentlest person."

Little Oars forced his scattered consciousness to hold together, gripped the long blade in his hand, and slashed at the people standing before him.

"At least... I have to take down one Shichibukai."

Rumble!!

The saber more than ten meters long instantly shattered the harbor shore, blasting countless boulders apart.

"Fufufufu, fufufufu, interesting, interesting."

Doflamingo flashed forward like a crimson bird, passing over Oars' head as he curled a finger.

Rip!

A tearing sound rang out as Little Oars' right leg was severed at the knee and flew high into the air.

"Damn you, Doflamingo! You actually cut off Oars' lower leg! Doesn't that ruin the integrity of the corpse?"

Moria shouted in fury as he activated the power of the Shadow-Shadow Fruit. Countless shadows gathered beneath Little Oars, then shot straight upward!

"Shadow Horn Spear!"

Pfft!

A black spear of shadow pierced through Little Oars' heart, pinning him to the ground.

"Oars!!" Ace's eyes nearly split apart.

In the distance, Whitebeard involuntarily tightened his grip on the Pheasant Blade. "Oars."

"Fufufufu, fufufufu!"

Doflamingo threw back his head and laughed.

"What's so funny, Doflamingo?!"

Atmos, commander of the Thirteenth Division, glared furiously at Doflamingo and swung his long blade directly at him.

Doflamingo neither dodged nor blocked. He merely curled the five fingers of his right hand.

Whoosh!

The long blade stopped one centimeter from his face.

"Fufufufu, you're asking me what's funny?"

"It's precisely this feeling of standing at the very center of the era that makes me laugh!"

Doflamingo was like an elegant musician, his fingers nimbly moving as though playing the most beautiful melody.

A trace of terror appeared in Atmos' eyes. Suddenly, he opened his mouth and shouted at the pirate subordinates beside him:

"This is bad! Get away from me, now!"

"Why, Commander Atmos?"

The pirates were confused.

But in the next moment, the Buffalo seemed to go mad, wildly swinging the long blade in his hand at his own subordinates.

Rip! Rip!

More than a dozen heads flew high into the air, their eyes still filled with confusion and disbelief.

"Stop it! Doflamingo!"

Tears streamed down Atmos' face as he frantically slaughtered his own men.

Doflamingo spread his hands as though embracing the world.

"Are pirates evil?"

"Are the Marines justice?"

"These concepts have been rewritten countless times already."

"The values of children who know nothing of peace and children who know nothing of war are different!!"

"Only those standing at the summit can rewrite good and evil!"

"Will justice prevail?"

"Of course!"

"Because only the victors are justice!!"