If he kept fighting him, the Celestial Dragon would lose his life for good.
"Thirty seconds." Hyuga Akira smiled faintly. His countdown was a very effective deterrent against Sengoku.
He swung both blades, preparing his next attack.
Sengoku roared, "Save him!!"
"You could have just said that earlier." Hyuga Akira flashed to the Celestial Dragon's side and casually tossed a ghostly blue flame onto Rosward. The flame rapidly healed the injuries on his body.
"Healing Flame?" Sengoku's expression darkened. Wasn't that supposed to be the ability of that brat on Whitebeard's ship?
He didn't remember that person dying.
In other words, his opponent was a different Devil Fruit User.
Space, fire, wind, lightning.
Just what kind of Devil Fruit User was this guy?
The Healing Flame slowly dissipated. Although it had healed the Celestial Dragon's body, the missing parts hadn't grown back. Even the wounds had completely closed.
Rosward had been reduced to a limbless torso, with his eyes and tongue gone as well.
"What do you want!?" Sengoku demanded grimly. With a Celestial Dragon now standing between them, he had no choice but to submit.
After all, he was only a Marine Admiral.
"It's simple." Hyuga Akira shrugged. "The Marines and the World Government are to get the hell out of the Sabaody Archipelago. Also, prepare a hundred Devil Fruits for me. Just those two conditions."
"Impossible!!" Sengoku said grimly.
As the midpoint separating the first and second halves of the Grand Line, the Sabaody Archipelago was a place the Marines watched closely.
Although, because of the Celestial Dragons, there wasn't actually much they could control.
But they still couldn't hand this place over.
"Then there's nothing to discuss." Hyuga Akira placed the blade in his hand against Rosward's neck.
"Wait!" Sengoku hurriedly stopped him, then said gravely, "Do