"Is this all the strong fighters in this world amount to? How disappointing!" Madara Uchiha surveyed the Marines, who feared him like a tiger, and could not help feeling disappointed.
"He can absorb Devil Fruit powers, use repulsion and attraction, and even turn himself into a wooden clone. What kind of Devil Fruit user is this guy?"
Akainu gritted his teeth as he stared at the brazen Madara Uchiha, racking his brain for a Devil Fruit that could grant someone so many abilities.
At that moment, Whitebeard, who had been watching for some time, leaped down. He landed like a meteor, sending stones and gravel flying. His enormous frame, over three meters tall, loomed like a mountain as he looked coldly down at Madara Uchiha and demanded in a deep voice, "You nameless brat, were you planning to kill my sons along with everyone else?"
"Oh, so you're the strongest man in this world?" Madara Uchiha's purple Rinnegan studied Whitebeard's massive, powerful frame. Sensing the terrifying strength brimming within him, Madara gave a sinister smile.
"Oh, those are your 'sons'? I wonder what it would look like if they died in front of you, one by one..."
Before he could finish, a fist the size of a cooking pot hurtled toward Madara Uchiha's face. The air shattered like fragile glass, letting out a sharp, ringing cry.
Under Madara Uchiha's stunned, disbelieving gaze, an irresistible force of vibration pinned him in place. His body felt as though a towering mountain were crushing it. His knees slowly sank, and the ground beneath his feet crumbled, cracks spreading like a spiderweb.
Limbo: Border Jail!
Just as Madara Uchiha's face was about to touch the ground, four invisible, untouchable shadow Madaras suddenly sprang out and kicked away Whitebeard, who had been trying to force