Impact of the Two Emperors!

Whoosh!

Surging air currents swept in every direction.

Amid the billowing dust, two towering, heaven-piercing figures suddenly appeared not far behind Akainu.

Akainu's pupils instantly dilated as two unprecedentedly immense auras abruptly locked onto him.

The suffocating pressure felt like two mountains, thousands or even tens of thousands of meters high, pressing down on his shoulders.

Even the air within hundreds and thousands of meters seemed to twist.

A few beads of cold sweat seeped onto his forehead. He turned sharply, rolling magma erupting from his body.

The instant he turned, he saw two figures more than twice his height standing barely a dozen meters away.

"Whitebeard!"

"Devil's Heir!"

The moment those two terrifying figures appeared in the plaza,

the entire Marine Headquarters seemed to have had its pause button pressed.

Both enemies and allies stopped what they were doing.

Pairs of horrified, reverent eyes all converged on them.

"They got in... Whitebeard and the Devil's Heir broke in!"

A Marine rear admiral's voice trembled. The terror endlessly welling up inside him left him unable even to hold his long sword.

With a clang, it fell to the ground.

In contrast, the pirates of the two great pirate crews wore expressions of reverence and joy, raising their weapons with wild cheers.

"Old man!"

"Captain Bullet!"

Rip!

Bullet tore at the murky air before him with his right hand.

The intangible air actually made a sound like fabric tearing, as though he had ripped apart a piece of clothing.

His incomparably domineering gaze swept across the plaza ahead, and then he spoke in a low voice.

"Let's wipe out half the Marines first, Whitebeard!"

"Gurararara! I agree!"

Whitebeard grinned.

The next moment, both men's gazes sharpened!

Boom!!

Two surging, violent bursts of aura exploded from their bodies.

Like two gigantic tsunamis capable of overturning heaven and earth.

In an instant, they engulfed the entire island of Marineford.

The energy radiating from Bullet was azure blue.

Whitebeard's was black and crimson.

The two rapidly expanding masses of energy instantly became tangible storms, blanketing all of Marineford.

Wherever they passed, Marine soldiers' minds roared. Foam spilled from their mouths, their eyes rolled back, and they collapsed like wheat being harvested.

At the same time, thousands of meters overhead,

ink-black clouds seemed to be cleaved apart by a heavenly sword, exposing a massive rift that tore through the sky!

Azure-blue and black-crimson lightning bolts crashed down from the heavens, shrouding Marine Headquarters in a hell of thunder.

On the execution platform, Ace stared blankly at the apocalyptic sight that shook the soul.

"Th-this... is Conqueror's Haki?"

Crack.

Sengoku nearly shattered his teeth, his eyes bloodshot as he watched more than half the Marine soldiers in the plaza collapse in an instant.

The two blasts of Conqueror's Haki had knocked out tens of thousands of Marine soldiers in a single moment!

One had to know that the Marines here were elite warriors gathered from all over the world.

There were even plenty of formidable officers at the rank of brigadier general, rear admiral, and vice admiral!

And yet, even so,

only a little over forty thousand Marine soldiers remained standing on the battlefield.

"Fufufufu, this is the pinnacle of power in the New World! Power nearly equal to Kaido's! Fufufufu!"

"Whitebeard, Edward Newgate!"

"Devil's Heir, Douglas Barrett!"

Doflamingo's body trembled uncontrollably as though possessed, while a crazed grin spread across his face.

"Have you gone mad, Flamingo?"

Before him, Crocodile spoke indifferently around his cigar.

Yet his gaze, like everyone else's, drifted toward those two mountain-like figures.

Doflamingo curled a finger, and an invisible thread slashed through the air.

Crocodile's neck was severed, and his head fell from his shoulders.

"Fufufufu! Sand Crocodile! Work with me! How about we join forces and kill Whitebeard and the Devil's Heir?"

Crocodile's head turned into countless grains of sand and flew back to his empty neck, slowly reforming.

"Not interested. You're too weak, Flamingo."

"How heartless. Back then..."

"Shut up! Sandstorm!"

Watching his comrades collapse one after another around him, Smoker swayed unsteadily, his head spinning as he looked unwillingly toward those two distant figures.

"How could they be this powerful?"

"No... no, it's because I'm too weak!"

He bit down hard on his lip until blood flowed, trying to use the pain to remain conscious.

"If I fall before I can even touch the enemy... how can I talk about cleansing these seas with the power of justice?"

With a wet stab,

he pulled the short blade at his waist and viciously drove it into his palm.

The tearing pain finally cleared Smoker's mind somewhat.

But then a bandage-wrapped fist suddenly smashed sideways into him, landing heavily on Smoker's abdomen and sending him flying off the ground before he crashed hard onto the earth.

"Puh!"

Smoker spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes wide as he stared at the blue, rotund figure before him.

"My apologies, Marine. This old man must save little brother Ace."

Jinbe clenched his fists and looked toward Bullet.

"My choice was not wrong. That man truly is immensely powerful. With an ally like him, the old man will at least no longer have to fight alone."

He lowered his head and charged into the crowd of Marines.

Fish-Man Karate! Five Thousand Brick Fist!

After the vast battlefield fell silent for a dozen seconds or so, even more brutal slaughter began.

The Marine soldiers who could still stand after the Conqueror's Haki assault from Bullet and Whitebeard possessed powerful strength and unyielding will.

However, the damage and reach of Conqueror's Haki were also heavily affected by distance.

Some who had been closer, even Marine vice admirals, were left dazed by the two waves of Conqueror's Haki and dropped to their knees with a thud.

Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle.

Bright-red magma continuously poured forth, covering the ground beneath their feet and turning the entire area into a blazing sea of lava.

Akainu's face was dark as he strode forward, murderous intent blazing in his eyes as he met Whitebeard and Bullet's gazes.

Bullet grinned, flashing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Ho? You're just walking over here, Akainu."

"Do you intend to challenge the two of us alone?"

Akainu clenched his fist and hurled a furious tide of surging magma directly at them.

"So what?"

"One half-dead old ghost! One brat who spent twenty years in prison and fell behind the times!"

"What does this old man have to fear?!"

Great Eruption!!

"You're certainly arrogant, magma brat."

Whitebeard and Bullet exchanged a glance, then both bent and raised their right arms, clenched their fists, drew back their elbows, and struck out with all their might!

Air Quake!!

Demon God Elbow Strike!!

In an instant,

two vast and terrifying shockwaves blasted from their fists and elbows, transforming into furious dragons that converged midair and charged toward the incoming column of magma.

Boom!!