In the heart of the icy plains, every swing of Whitebeard's naginata carried the terrifying power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit.
Wherever the white halo passed, space distorted and ice layers shattered.
Akainu's body surged with magma as he desperately resisted, but each collision sent his blood churning.
Aokiji provided support from the sidelines, unleashing a chilling aura that aimed to freeze Whitebeard's movements.
But Whitebeard's Armament Haki was too strong; the chilling aura couldn't get close to him at all.
Even when the two joined forces, they were still at a disadvantage.
"Gurala la la!"
The Whitebeard laughed heartily.
"Lava brat, ice brat, is that all you've got? You dare to stop this old man?"
Akainu's face was ashen; he remained silent, frantically swinging his fists.
But it didn't work.
Whitebeard's strength at that point was undeniable.
Whitebeard, still at his peak, was far beyond the capabilities of the two of them.
In the distance, the Sengoku watched this scene with a furrowed brow.
" Garp, go help."
Garp shook his head. "I'm not going."
Sengoku was taken aback. "Why?"
Garp pointed to the edge of the battlefield. "Look over there."
Sengoku followed his gaze—
Marco, Jozu, Vista, Thatch... the remnants of the Whitebeard Pirates are gathering together to resist the Navy, but they are also constantly looking in Whitebeard's direction.
Although they suffered heavy casualties, they still had the strength to fight.
If Garp joins the fight, those people will definitely rush in and fight to the death.
Given Whitebeard's personality, if all his 'sons' really died here, he would definitely go berserk.
The terror of Whitebeard's Tremor-Tremor Fruit 1
At that time, it's estimated that the Navy will take down Whitebeard. Aside from the high command, the Navy's...
Not many naval soldiers can safely leave the ' Eye of the Abyss ' ice field.
Marco stood on the ice, staring intently at the figure locked in fierce combat with the Admiral, his eyes reddening.
" Pops..." he murmured, his voice trembling.
Jozu, covered in diamonds, gritted his teeth and said, " Marco, let's go! We can't leave Pops there alone!"
Vista gripped his twin swords tightly. "Yes! We'll die together!"
Thatch put down the roasted meat he was holding, grabbed his weapon, and shouted, "Let's fight them!"
Just as Marco was about to speak, Whitebeard's voice suddenly came from the field.
Marco.
Marco was startled and looked up.
"Take them away."
Marco's pupils contracted. " Pops!"
"This is the captain's order."
Whitebeard's voice was calm and firm.
"Take them away, back to Sphinx Island. I... will cover their retreat."
Marco's tears welled up instantly.
He wanted to say something, but his throat felt blocked, and he couldn't utter a single word.
"Stop talking nonsense."
Whitebeard's voice carried a hint of amusement, "Gurararara... I am Whitebeard. You think you can die so easily?"
Marco took a deep breath and wiped away his tears.
"Everyone, retreat!"
Jozu was taken aback. " Marco?!"
"I said retreat!" Marco roared. "That's Pops's order!"
Jozu opened his mouth, but ultimately lowered his head and turned away without saying a word.
Vista and Thatch exchanged a glance and silently followed.
The remnants of the Whitebeard Pirates began their retreat towards the edge of the ice field.
Seeing this, Akainu panicked. "They're trying to run away!"
He wanted to give chase, but the Whitebeard's naginata was already upon him.
"Lava brat, your opponent is me!"
With a single swing of the blade, a white aura exploded!
Akainu was forced to stop and fight back with all his might.
Aokiji tried to go around, but Whitebeard swung his sword again, forcing him to retreat.
Two Admiral were blocked by one person and could not move an inch.
Sengoku watched this scene, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.
Whitebeard...
This man truly deserves the title of " the World's Strongest Man ".
Marco led his remaining troops on a frantic run.
He glanced back at it.
That enormous figure still stood in the center of the ice field, facing the Admiral and hundreds of marines alone.
With each swing of the naginata, a monstrous wave of air was unleashed.
That figure, though lonely, was incredibly resolute.
Marco's tears blurred his vision once again.
" Pops..."
He muttered to himself, then suddenly turned around and ran forward as fast as he could.
There's no turning back.
I can't let my Pops down.
The remnants of the Whitebeard Pirates disappeared at the edge of the ice field.
Whitebeard sensed that they had gone far away, and a smile appeared on his lips.
"Gurarara... It's good that you're gone."
He took a deep breath, gripped his naginata, and looked at Akainu and Aokiji in front of him.
"Come on, you brats. Let me see just how much you've got up your sleeves!"
Akainu gritted his teeth. " Whitebeard! Are you crazy?! You think you can stop us all by yourself?!"
The Whitebeard laughed loudly, "Crazy? I'm perfectly sober!"
He gripped the knife with both hands and swung it with all his might!
Unleash the full power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit!
The white halo expanded instantly, covering the entire area!
Space shattered!
The ice layer shattered!
Seawater is overflowing!
Akainu and Aokiji's expressions changed simultaneously, and they fought back with all their might!
boom--!!!
A deafening roar shook the entire ice field!
As the shockwave subsided, Akainu and Aokiji looked up—
Whitebeard is no longer where he was.
In the distance, a gigantic figure was rapidly disappearing into the distance, stepping on shattered ice.
"Gurarara... See you later, kids!"
The laughter echoed across the icy plains.
Akainu trembled with rage. "Chase them! Chase them!"
Aokiji shook his head and sighed, "We can't catch up. He's determined to leave; we can't stop him."
Akainu slammed his fist into the ice, creating a large crater.
"Damn Whitebeard! Damn Roy! Damn pirates!"
After he finished cursing, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and swayed precariously.
Aokiji was startled and quickly helped him up. "Hey! Are you alright?"
Akainu pushed him away, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his face turned ashen.
He suffered serious internal injuries from those few blows he exchanged with Whitebeard.
He just kept it to himself and didn't show it.
Now that Whitebeard has escaped, he felt relieved and his injuries could no longer be suppressed.
In the distance, the Sengoku watched this scene in silence for a long time.
Then he sighed and waved.
"Clean up the battlefield and withdraw the troops."
The Ark Maxim flew steadily above the clouds.
The golden hull pierced through the sea of clouds, leaving a long trail behind it.
The sunlight streamed onto the deck, warm and cozy, a stark contrast to the icy wasteland of corpses and blood that had just been there—it was like two completely different worlds.
Inside the cabin, however, the atmosphere was anything but peaceful.
Roy!
Bullet was the first to lose control, pushing open the hatch and rushing in.
" Pure Gold? Bring it out and let me see!"
Behind him, Tesoro, Savi, Yamato, Pea, and others rushed in, filling the cabin to capacity.
Even Hawk Eyes was leaning against the doorframe, seemingly nonchalant, but his eyes were clearly fixed on Roy.
The Red Count sat in the corner, tapping his cane lightly on the ground, a smug look on his face, as if he were watching a good show.
Crocodile, cigar in mouth, exhaled a smoke ring, and remained silent, but his eyes seemed to ask: Where's the stuff?