A Technology That Stirred Greed

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"Buzzing"

A dull cracking sound caused the atmosphere to vibrate violently, filling the entire upper sky with a heavy force that ripped eardrums wherever it went.

One island after another kept falling, Marineford suffered heavy losses, and countless buildings collapsed, turning into ruins mixed with blood and flesh.

Lava erupted intermittently, ice surged up, and golden light was dazzling.

Or perhaps the sword light flashes, energy explodes, and the entire sky explodes in a dazzling array of colors.

"No way!"

"That's impossible!"

Whether in Marineford or outside, everyone who looked up at the sky was once again filled with astonishment and disbelief.

"Country."

With a roar, Sengoku's body shone with golden light, and he could no longer maintain his composure.

Everything was obscured; an island countless times larger than a small island roared down.

This is a medium-sized island, its size far exceeding the entire harbor of Marineford. If it were to crash, very few navy personnel would survive.

As it took off, Garp appeared in the air first, surrounded by smoke, his entire body expanding and releasing explosive power.

Behind him, Akainu, Aokiji, Kizaru followed, all radiating terrifying power.

"Do it!"

With a clenched Iron Fist and a grim expression, Garp unleashed a powerful punch.

At the same moment, Akainu and his two companions launched their maximum-range attack.

The world was shaken, tsunamis formed in the surrounding seas, and an earthquake struck Marineford at the same time.

The explosion was devastating, and an endless meteor shower spread in all directions, swaying and falling.

This is a living hell, something that cannot be resisted by human power; it is a catastrophe and a disaster.

The entire plaza was torn apart, and countless sailors had died.

But this is not the end, because after the island was broken up, another medium-sized island came into the world's view.

"This is insane! Is the Kingdom of Madness going to sink Marineford?"

"How did the country manage to do that? This is a medium-sized island!"

"Impossible! I don't believe this is true!"

The world is in an uproar; it's truly incomprehensible.

Panting heavily, Garp and his three companions stared angrily at the crashing island, feeling utterly powerless.

If these islands keep falling, they might be defeated before they even see their enemies.

"Do it!"

Helpless, the four had no choice but to use their abilities again, but each attack required their full strength, which consumed a lot of their physical and mental energy.

Once, twice, three times, but what if it's four, five, or six times?

Anyone would kneel down in this situation!

The most crucial thing is that they must stop it, otherwise Marineford will be absolutely destroyed.

The island shattered again, and the four people were crushed by the wind pressure, all crashing to the ground, blood spilling from their mouths, forming huge craters.

"Vice Admiral Garp."

"Admiral Akainu!"

"Admiral Aokiji!"

"Admiral Kizaru!"

Some sailors looked worried and filled with fear.

So many people around us have died before the enemy even appears; is there any chance of winning this war?

"Buzzing"

Sure enough, the scattered meteors shot off, and the shadows behind them reappeared.

An atmosphere of despair, helplessness, and collapse began to permeate the naval ranks, and many sailors knelt on the ground upon witnessing this scene.

Forget the scene here; you could hear a pin drop anywhere in the world right now, because anyone in that situation would feel powerless and desperate.

"Shichibukai."

Wearing a coat, Tsuru arrived at the Shichibukai' camp somewhat disheveled, her meaning crystal clear.

Without a word, Mihawk drew his Black Blade again and then took to the air.

Following closely behind, Kuma, Jinbe, Hancock also flew into the sky.

Jinbe was initially unwilling, but he had to proceed according to plan.

Amidst the flashing swords, Mihawk focused his mind, as unseen blades shot forth.

The bear crossed its arms, and a transparent bear paw was continuously compressed and released.

Following closely behind, a long river of pink arrows appeared.

Finally, a series of attacks ensued.

However, the four Shichibukai obviously couldn't destroy a medium-sized island in one go, since apart from Mihawk and Kuma, Hancock and Jinbe's attacks were all single-target.

In the critical moment, the naval Vice Admiral took to the air and launched a final crushing attack.

The relentless bombardment shattered the entire port area, tearing it apart with crisscrossing cracks and leaving massive craters filled with blood-red Meteorite.

In just a few minutes, the once majestic and magnificent Marineford was reduced to a devastating ruin.

What made Sengoku want to vomit blood the most was that the combined casualties of his 100,000 elite troops and 100,000 naval personnel were so high that it was obvious that half of them had been lost.

The fact that so many losses have been inflicted before the enemy has even appeared is tantamount to significantly reducing the navy's chances of victory!

His eyes were bloodshot as Sengoku stared intently into the sky. Fortunately, his worst fears were not realized.

Everyone in Marineford and the entire world breathed a sigh of relief.

Preliminary estimates suggest that at least a dozen small islands were hit, and as many as three medium-sized islands were also involved. This is only possible because it was the navy; any other force would have been buried long ago.

Their faces were slightly pale, Akainu and the others were panting heavily, wiping the blood from the corners of their mouths with sinister expressions.

Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the sound of something cutting through the air rang out again.

Some sailors collapsed in shock, sitting on the ground in a daze.

"Whoosh whoosh"

"Not an island."

"It looks like a person."

The sound of something cutting through the air grew closer and closer until finally, their faces became clear.

"Boom boom"

Countless soldiers, their feet spitting fire, crashed to the ground, raising clouds of dust.

Like a locust swarm passing through, they almost covered the entire sky.

"This is..."

"The soldiers and generals of the country."

For a full ten minutes, after all the smoke and dust had cleared, what stood before the world was an army of tens of thousands, standing in neat rows.

"Could this be..."

"They are all generals of the nation, mine!"

"That's at least 20,000 or more."

"What do you mean by 'will'?"

"Don't you know? The national army is divided into two parts: soldiers and generals."

Soldiers are Clone, fearless and emotionless. In the Underworld, a Clone costs at least ten million Beli, and they are highly sought after.

Compared to soldiers, generals are the most terrifying. Generals are an upgraded version of soldiers, all of whom are Zoan Devil Fruit users, and they form a perfect army that combines combat suits and Clone.

On the black market, one item is being traded for 100 million Beli, and even then, it's practically priceless.

"What? Devil Fruit User? There must be tens of thousands of them!"

The whole world felt their hearts stop, watching in disbelief as they saw the perfectly aligned army in the footage.

"What's most unsettling is the technology from the country, because many of these individuals will possess the same abilities."

"What?"

Countless screams echoed through the skies around the world.

"That's impossible. You can only have one Devil Fruit ability; it's impossible for two to be the same, even Zoan."

"But that's just the way it is!"

"Does this country possess the method to create Devil Fruit?"

Some ambitious individuals and pirates all stared greedily at the images, their naked possessiveness undisguised.

"If I obtained this technology, becoming the One Piece would be a piece of cake!"

Swallowing hard, some dreamers were already imagining themselves possessing this technology and dominating the world.

The strange thoughts circulating outside continued to grow, and the Marineford navy was now green with fear.

Of course, the naval high command, led by Sengoku, although their faces were grim, were not panicked; on the contrary, they breathed a sigh of relief.

What they fear is the continuous stream of crashing islands, not a single individual force.

The state-owned navy also possesses secret weapons.