The fiery meteor seemed to have come straight from hell. Carrying heat fierce enough to ignite the air, it hurtled toward Whitebeard, who stood at the bow of the Moby Dick.
Whitebeard's expression did not change. He even flashed an excited smile, tightening his grip on his great blade and pulling it free of the ship's deck!
Just then, Barn flashed in front of Whitebeard. The First-Generation Onikiri at his waist was already in his hand. With his back to Whitebeard, he said with a smile.
"Let me handle a little thing like this. No need for you to trouble yourself. A 'king' should act like a 'king'!"
Hearing Barn's words, Whitebeard smiled and planted his great blade back into the same mark in the deck, abandoning the urge to act.
Standing before Whitebeard, Barn lowered his shoulder and shifted his feet slightly apart. His other hand clamped around the wrist of the hideous ghost hand gripping the First-Generation Onikiri. Lightning flashed in his eyes, and he exhaled a breath crackling with restless electricity before slashing his blade!
"Sever!"
A slash charged with overwhelming lightning shot forth, cleaving viciously toward the blazing lava meteor!
The slash cut straight through the scorching blast of air and struck the meteor, effortlessly slicing the terrifying mass of magma in two!
At that moment, Akainu reappeared beneath the Execution Platform with a smile that said his scheme had succeeded. He called out in a low voice, once again shouting the name of the newly appointed Admiral in the purple kimono.
"Issho!"
Hearing Akainu, Fujitora used his ability to free himself from the restraints of gravity and once again blocked the famed sword attached to Golden Lion's foot!
He spoke in a low voice.
"Understood..."
As he spoke, he swung his cane sword hard. No