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"These guys are just as Atlas described – they arrived with coatings?!"
Sengoku, while a bit surprised, was ready for it.
Down at the port, the massive Moby Dick was encircled by lots of small ships. On the wide deck, a gigantic figure stood at the ship's front.
An indescribable pressure pushed toward the port's front, making many Marines struggle to breathe and feel dizzy.
The Strongest Man in the World - Whitebeard!!!
"Now that it's shown up, let's follow what Fleet Admiral Sengoku said..."
Standing by the port, Issho sensed the surge of life not far away. Suddenly, he opened his white eyes. The staff and knife, previously resting on the ground, were now in front of him, partially open and partially closed. Purple gravity energy flowed along the blade.
"Let's give a grand present to Mr. Whitebeard!"
Clang! ! !
The blade was sheathed, producing a clear sound, but nothing happened.
This left the nearby Shichibukai and Marines speechless.
'Do you...like using fake moves?!'
"Hey, hey, hey! Check out the sky, what's going on?!"
"That thing... is it a meteorite?"
"Isn't this too much? Even with Devil Fruit powers, it shouldn't be this extreme, right?"
Prompted by others, the nearby Marines lifted their heads and gazed at the sky in the direction of the noise. A sight that nearly made them question their existence suddenly unfolded before their eyes.
As the meteorite approached, the sky erupted in explosions, numerous fireballs kept raining down, and a colossal shadow swiftly enveloped the entire crescent-shaped harbor.
"Things like meteorites may be powerful, but they're nothing against Dad's abilities!"
"Dad, crush this eyesore to bits!"
"Yes, you're strongest man in the world, Dad!"
The Whitebeard Pirates members weren't scared, despite the visually striking impact of the meteorites and the like.
However, their dad's Tremor-Tremor Fruit...
An ability capable of shattering space into pieces!!
"Gurarara! This level is just right for you, Sengoku, to hold down the coffin board!"
The laughter echoed clearly, reaching the ears of all the Marines and pirates present, making the air tremble.
Whitebeard glanced at the rapidly descending meteorite. Calmly, he inserted the Murakumogiri in his hand into the deck and secured it with his backhand. Forming fists with both hands, white concussive energy emanated from his palms. His muscular arms swung fiercely to both sides. Smash it!!
Buzz! !
Loud shocks resonated, and it felt like time and space had condensed into a sleek mirror, shattered under the onslaught of Whitebeard's fists!
The formidable force extended through the air, climbing upward towards the meteorite, ceaselessly churning the seawater below. Massive waves, hundreds of feet high, abruptly surged from the ground, engulfing the towering port in an instant!
The colossal meteorite violently disintegrated under this power, quivering until it transformed into scattered dust, drifting down, ultimately swallowed by the sea.
"Gulp——! Is this... the might of the world's strongest man?!"
"It's the power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit. That guy, Whitebeard... he's the Tremor Human who consumed the Tremor-Tremor Fruit!"
"Is it the legendary and mightiest Paramecia Devil Fruit?!"
A nervous Marine gulped, feeling the intense vibration beneath his feet. His heart, which had settled a bit due to the three figures on the Admiral seat, jumped to his throat again.
"Haha! You truly deserve to be the world's strongest man, Whitebeard. As expected, you can pull off something like this."
Issho stowed away his staff and sword, shook his head slightly, and sighed.
"Is this an assault from the world's strongest man? It looks like the gap between me and the world..."
Mihawk shook his head a bit, yet the [Black Knife Night] behind his back remained sheathed.
"Don't underestimate it; having more people doesn't guarantee victory!!"
Observing the slightly unsettled Marines, Sengoku shouted sharply from the execution platform:
"You've witnessed that this man holds the power to bring about world destruction, and..."
"He is still at the height of his strength!!!"
The war... has commenced!!!
"Ahrara~ It's truly..."
Observing the approaching massive waves, Kuzan rose slowly from his chair, his expression turning serious.
"I'll handle it."
"Um?!"
Before Kuzan could act, Atlas waved his hand in front of him, suddenly clenched his fist, and invisible telekinesis surged out.
If the Sheep Talisman boosts the essence of the soul, and the Rooster Talisman employs telekinesis, the two work well together.
It's like swapping an automatic rifle with an extended magazine. The number of bullets that can be loaded increases, and consequently, the potential damage to the enemy increases.
Crash! !
Before the massive waves could engulf them, the initially roaring waves immediately turned extremely calm, then suddenly reversed and surged towards the Whitebeard Pirates.
"Gurararara! You're quite a talented kid, did you inherit Shiki's ability too?!"
Whitebeard laughed heartily, exuding fighting spirit. He nonchalantly drew the Murakumogiri beside him, the vibrating energy enveloping the blade, and he slashed forward suddenly!!
Buzz! !
The strikes, infused with vibrational power, collided head-on with the massive waves. The enormous slashes expanded along with the fissures in space. The concentrated slashes resembled a net, enveloping the towering waves.
Rumble! !
The massive waves momentarily condensed in place, transforming into water droplets that scattered across the sky and submerged into the sea.
"Ice Age!!"
Without granting the Whitebeard Pirates a moment to catch their breath, a soft call was made, and instantly, cold air ascended. White smoke, akin to gangrene clinging to bones, rushed swiftly over the sea!!
The initially turbulent sea surface visibly turned into ice, transitioning from extremely dynamic to profoundly tranquil in an instant.
The chilling air trailed the water mist through the sky and over the expansive sea, making its way towards the Whitebeard Pirates' ship.
Crash! !
The water split, and a slim figure swiftly emerged from the seabed, landing next to Whitebeard. A Western-style long knife dangled from his waist, and his long golden-white hair clung wetly to his shoulders. A chuckle escaped his mouth as he spoke:
"Thankfully, I made it in time. Seems like my coating skills haven't gotten rusty!!"
Clang! !
As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword at his waist was unsheathed, and armed with Conqueror's Haki, he entered the fray, the unparalleled sword gleaming brightly!
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Waving his arms, he unleashed numerous slashes towards the sea below. The ice that had just formed exploded instantly, creating countless splashes of ice flowers, a truly dazzling sight.
"Swordsman?!"
Not far away, Mihawk's eyes narrowed slightly, and the Yoru behind him swayed a bit, as if it were cheering.
——It seems he's found a fencing opponent?
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