"Laugh..."
As Whitebeard Newgate unleashed a powerful slash, the sharp blade of Murakumogiri easily severed the tentacles.
"Heh, that's it?!"
Whitebeard Newgate showed a hint of disdain, but he was soon shocked. Although he had severed one tentacle, new tentacles grew out and continued to bombard him.
Caught off guard, Whitebeard Newgate only had time to Murakumogiri in front of him before being knocked back by a tremendous force.
Those who glanced around were shocked; this was the first time they had ever seen anyone fight off Whitebeard Newgate.
The Fleet Admiral Sengoku had a deep, unfathomable gaze, and it was impossible to know what he was thinking.
"Hahaha, Whitebeard Newgate, you're nothing special! I'll tear you to pieces, bit by bit!"
Blackbeard was incredibly excited at that moment; this was the first time he had faced his Pops, whom he both feared and coveted.
Although the moment his tentacles were severed was painful, the fact that he was able to defeat someone he had looked up to for decades made him incredibly arrogant.
Whitebeard Newgate no longer felt much anger; his face was filled with indifference and murderous intent. He gripped the Murakumogiri tightly, his only thought now being to kill his opponent piece by piece.
Whitebeard Newgate had never wanted to kill anyone so much in his entire life.
"Die!"
"Clang clang clang..."
Whitebeard Newgate roared and charged toward Blackbeard, his Murakumogiri almost disappearing into a blur.
However, Blackbeard changed tactics this time. His huge tentacles were covered with Armament Haki, and they slammed into Whitebeard Newgate like giant steel whips.
The clash between the two produced a deafening metallic clang, but Murakumogiri, being Supreme Great Grade Sword, was incredibly heavy in the hands of Whitebeard Newgate, slicing away the tentacles with every strike.
However, after making dozens of consecutive cuts, a jet-black color appeared on the blade of Murakumogiri. This was the first time that Whitebeard Newgate had covered Murakumogiri with Armament Haki.
"Ahhh..."
Whitebeard Newgate's change severed all the tentacles, causing Blackbeard in agony.
Then, under the watchful eyes of Whitebeard Newgate, Blackbeard's tentacles miraculously returned to normal.
"A rebirth ability?! That's exactly what I want, you'd better let me have my fill!"
Despite saying this, a serious expression appeared on Whitebeard Newgate's face.
This was the first time he had ever seen such a disgusting creature. His Tremor-Tremor Fruit was essentially sealed away by the opponent, and each of the suction cups on those giant tentacles exuded the aura of the Dark-Dark Fruit.
Once he uses his Devil Fruit power, he is absorbed by the black substance and can only fight by relying on his physical strength and slashing attacks.
However, Blackbeard's stamina was by no means weak, and he was decades younger than him. In addition, he had the ability to regenerate, so he was not easy to kill in a short time.
He slashed fiercely again, wanting to see how many tentacles his opponent still had to cut.
Blackbeard's eyes gleamed with an evil black light, and his chin had transformed into several smaller tentacles, making him look even more disgusting.
Suddenly, a cunning smile flashed in Blackbeard's eyes. The tentacle on his chin, like a sharp sword, pierced through the gaps between the thick tentacles and stabbed fiercely towards Whitebeard Newgate.
"Clang..."
Just then, a green sword aura suddenly appeared, severing all the attacking tentacles along with the thick tentacles.
It was Dracule Mihawk who made the move. On the battlefield, he didn't take the lead in attacking, but instead assisted Yamato Kuzan. There were simply too many skilled fighters on this side, so he didn't need to exert too much effort.
Just now, Lin Yuan's voice rang in his ears, and he turned his gaze to Blackbeard, only to witness the other's sneak attack.
"That's about enough. I'll help you take them down!"
Whitebeard Newgate understood Mihawk's meaning. In the past, he might have refused, but after Lin Yuan, he felt much less burdened by the burden of being a strongman.
"Alright, be careful. The Dark-Dark Fruit has a move that can devour everything."
Whitebeard Newgate was naturally familiar with the Dark-Dark Fruit, even quite well-versed in it, so he gave Mihawk a reminder.
Actually, it's a bit redundant. With Mihawk's strength, that kind of suction force wouldn't be very effective, and Mihawk's swordsmanship is also the best way to attack Blackbeard.
"Clang clang clang..."
Mihawk and Whitebeard Newgate's attacks are somewhat similar, both being wide and sweeping slashes. The blade of the Black Blade Yoru is even longer than that of Murakumogiri.
In this state, Blackbeard seemed somewhat insane, unleashing countless enormous tentacles towards the two of them.
However, these attacks were completely useless. With wide, sweeping swings of the two large swords, they almost instantly shattered all the tentacles, even faster than his regeneration speed.
A glint flashed in Mihawk's eyes, and his figure vanished from the spot.
Whitebeard Newgate's cooperation was equally seamless; Murakumogiri a powerful split, slashing down on Blackbeard.
Blackbeard had just been somewhat crazed, suddenly changed his expression, and tentacles from his face and legs simultaneously blocked his way.
However, at this moment, Mihawk and Whitebeard Newgate were clearly much faster than him.
Two flashes of light appeared, and dark red blood splattered out.
"Ahhhhh..."
Blackbeard screamed in agony as two enormous wounds appeared on his body, one horizontal and one vertical, almost slicing him into four pieces.
" Black Hole..."
Countless black substances suddenly appeared on Blackbeard, who was lying on the ground screaming and rolling around, stopping the two from continuing their attack.
This unexpected turn of events startled Sengoku and his Sengoku. Blackbeard had managed to draw the attention of two of the enemy's top fighters. If he were killed, it would be extremely difficult to turn the tide.
In truth, Sengoku felt helpless at this point in the battle. The enemy had more high-level combatants than they did, and their side simply had no chance of ending the fight.
If they didn't fight desperately, so many powerful individuals could practically blast the entire Marineford pieces, and everyone would die.
This is why Sakazuki, Kuzan, and even Borsalino are taking this seriously—their opponents simply have too many powerful fighters.
At this moment, Sengoku, Sakazuki, and Kuzan were all injured to varying degrees, and Borsalino's clothes were also somewhat torn.
At this moment, the four of them had to face attacks from Yamato, Enel, Ace, Bartholomew Kuma, and Hancock, not to mention the presence of Katakuri as a backup plan.
Just as Blackbeard was cut down and forced to use his Dark-Dark Fruit powers, a voice suddenly rang out from the battlefield.
"Stop fighting! Enough! Stop fighting! The war should end! We surrender!"
The voice carried a hint of panic and confusion, and everyone was stunned for a moment, but their actions showed no restraint; they only glanced at each other out of the corner of their eyes.
When Fleet Admiral Sengoku saw that it was a naval soldier, he almost choked. Kuzan and Borsalino frowned slightly, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in Sakazuki's eyes.
I'm fighting to the death here, and you, a mere soldier, are shouting for surrender? This is the navy's headquarters, and now it's not a place where you can just surrender whenever you want.
If the enemy's objective is to destroy the Marine Headquarters, then everyone will be doomed. This is why Fleet Admiral Sengoku personally intervened.
This battle can end, but it absolutely cannot be the Navy's turn. Otherwise, even if a miracle occurs and they win, the Navy will be at risk of collapse, let alone now that they are on the verge of losing.
But now you're just a lowly soldier babbling on and on. If you weren't busy, these powerful figures would probably have personally killed you.
Whitebeard Newgate's side also glanced at the soldier, a cold smile and disdain on their faces.
"That person is Koby?!"
Lin Yuan's gaze also fell upon this insignificant fellow. After a moment's thought, he realized who it was: the king of deserters, who had the advantage of blocking his own side.
The culprit who recklessly attacked the Blackbeard Pirates despite the disparity in strength, ultimately leading to Garp's demise on Hachinosu, is a guy who only knows how to cry.
Frankly speaking, at this point, the other side's surrender wouldn't make any difference, but it did make Lin Yuan extremely disgusted.
" Enel, kill him!"