"Haa!"
A white flash flew by and behind stood three dead pirates without their head intact.
Thud.
The three bodies fell on the wooden board which was soon going to sink in the blood red sea.
"Fuuu…"
Releasing his breath, Brook stared at the dead bodies of multiple pirates all around him with a heavy feeling in his heart.
𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘮 𝘐 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨… 𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘯𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥. 𝘠𝘦𝘵, 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵… Brook sighed and held his sword tightly.
"Skeleton! Come fight me!"
Suddenly, a loud voice roared from not far away from Brook. It was filled with pure rage and determination.
Boom!
Brook was pushed meters away and he almost fell into the sea if not for a small piece of wood floating on the sea surface.
"You!"
Staring at Fossa, Brook was unable to utter a word in frustration.
"Very well! Let us exchange some moves!"
Brook said while jumping from the piece of wood and slashing towards Fossa.
Slash.
Two slashes, one red and one blue cut each other as both then scattered into particles.
"You with only bones! No way can you beat me!"
Fossa held his katana with both hands as the blade started glowing in deep red. Flames generated from it.
"How dare you call me that! No manners!"
Standing opposite to Fossa, Brook swung his sword as the temperature started decreasing around him.
Boom!
Both of them launched at each other. The two swords made contact producing a small blast.
The ship they were on shook violently, unable to fully withstand the impact.
"Ahh!"
"The ship is going to get destroyed!"
The pirates on the ship were screaming in fear and soon they jumped into the sea to not get between Brook and Fossa.
"Ahh!"
Brook gave his all. Fossa also did the same or the situation would become dire for him.
* * *
On the island___
The Devil's Contract and Moby Dick docked on the opposite sides of the island.
This sole island wasn't large or small, just perfect enough for Akuma and Whitebeard to fight without holding back.
"Father! It's the Devil!"
Marco pointed towards the other half of the island where two figures slowly walked.
"And that bastard!"
From behind Marco, Jozu glared at the other person beside Akuma. On his head, there were deep scars of cracks viable from the last fight against Big Mom Pirates.
That person was Rocky.
"Marco."
Whitebeard walked up to the bow and gazed at Akuma with a serious face.
"Yes, father."
Leaping up in the air, Marco transformed into a Phoenix burning in blue flames which could help in healing.
"All of you, stay here."
Giving an order, Whitebeard jumped from the ship to the island following Marco.
The crew stared at the two. Their eyes filled with various emotions.
"Captain. When do we kill all of them?"
Asked Rocky standing beside Akuma as they waited for Whitebeard and Marco to reach the center of the island.
"After I kill Whitebeard. Keep your eyes on the Phoenix."
Replied Akuma with a plain voice. His eyes scanned the entire island.
No trees, no high ground, this island was like a leveled field.
One could see the other side of the island without the need of any equipment.
Step Step.
The loud and heavy footsteps neared and stopped not far from Akuma and Rocky.
"Akuma. I still can't believe you regained your youth."
Whitebeard commented as he stared at Akuma with a straight face. Marco landed beside Whitebeard and glared at Rocky.
"This will be the final. Let us decide who the " Strongest Man in the world " is. Once and for all."
Akuma's words didn't appear nice to Whitebeard, it instead gave him a bad feeling.
If it was some other person, he would have immediately agreed to battle.
But fighting Akuma and losing means his and his family's death for sure.
"Fine! If I win, your pirates must never make trouble for my pirates!"
Declared Whitebeard. Marco gritted his teeth, even though he wanted to stop Whitebeard from fighting, he couldn't.
The situation was not something Marco could handle.
"Yes, we shall do that."
Akuma smiled brightly at Whitebeard then turned his head towards Rocky.
"Go back."
Rocky could see himself in Akuma's eyes. It was a weird sight as if he was trapped inside them.
Nodding, Rocky turned and walked back towards the Devil's Contract. But his complete senses were on Marco to see his actions.
"You too."
Whitebeard said to Marco. Marco lowered his head and flew back towards Moby Dick.
Now alone, Akuma and Whitebeard stared at each other as two auras burst out in open.
Boom!
The collision of two Supreme Haki, the atmosphere became tense as the darker aura soon engulfed the lighter one.
"It's a dying battle for you. How about just admit defeat and I will make your death quick."
Akuma's face had darkened and his eyes shone with deep red flashes before Whitebeard.
"I never backed from my words!"
Lifting up his naginata, Whitebeard slashed at Akuma with his devil fruit ability.
The shock waves with the slash traveled in a line hitting Akuma on his chest.
Unlike how it normally would have been, there weren't any cut marks on Akuma's chest but the damage was on the inside.
"Cough. Cough."
Red blood came out as he coughed. Akuma looked at his blood and wiped it with a handkerchief.
"That's all?"
Tilting his head, Akuma asked slightly, feeling disappointed and also relieved.
𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘐 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦… inside, Akuma was grinning. He really wasn't weak anymore.
"Come. Bring more!"
Roared Akuma, his eyes stared at Whitebeard with excitement as he dashed forward extremely fast.
"Haaaa!"
Spinning the naginata, Whitebeard turned and slashed at Akuma again but with even more power.
Boom!
Dust blew up from the ground covering the two from the sights of the Devil's Pirates and Whitebeard Pirates.
As it got cleared, the main crew of Whitebeard Pirates stared with their eyes wide open.
"Impossible!"
"No! I can't believe it!"
"F-Father, his attack was…"
Marco and the rest clenched their fists as they looked towards the center of the island.
There, Whitebeard stood frozen in his position staring at Akuma with disbelief.
The naginata was swung with his full strength, yet Whitebeard couldn't cut through Akuma's left forearm.
The blade could only cut about a few centimeters deep and then stopped by the tight muscles.
"I told you. Just admit defeat. You can't win."
Now, Akuma wasn't smiling. His face was serious and his eyes emotionless.
"No!"
Shouted Whitebeard, he clenched his left fist that formed a halo around it and punched straight on Akuma's ribs.
Bam!
The sound of a punch reached the ears of the two sides. It was definitely a killer punch enough to shatter a mountain.
"Ouch. You broke one of my ribs."
Akuma wasn't feeling any pain but he could make out that one of the main ribs was broken into two.
Bam!
Raising his right leg, Akuma kicked Whitebeard on his chest and sent him six meters away.
Looking at his left forearm which was already half healed with only a little blood flowing out, Akuma nodded with satisfaction.
"Edward Newgate. You will die here."
Akuma's voice was filled with killing intent but Whitebeard didn't feel any fear.
Boom!
Hitting the naginata on the ground and cracking it up into fragments because of how dry it was, Whitebeard raised his chest.
"I won't be holding back."
Said Whitebeard. Marco and the rest understood his goal.
It was to either beat Akuma or take him to hsi death with him.
"Father!"
They all shouted, but Whitebeard smiled and then swung the naginata in the air again.
This time, Akuma could feel the huge power behind Whitebeard's move.
A black metal bat appeared in Akuma's right hand which he gripped tightly.
"This will be tough."