THE STRONGEST CREATURE OF THE BEAST PIRATES

The ice of Aokiji was closing in rapidly.

Sai roared violently, veins bulging on his forehead as he exuded a powerful aura. He leapt into the air, smashing through the spreading ice with a devastating blow.

"Hasshoken Fist· Cone Dragon Cone Spike · Heel!"

Ka Ka Ka!

The ice cracked under Sai's powerful strikes, but Aokiji's Ice Age wasn't so easily dispelled—it immediately began to spread again as if nothing had happened.

Sai couldn't break through it.

At that moment, a massive creature emerged from the surface of the sea.

It was a terrifying giant snake with eight heads, each as large as a bronze bell. The monstrous serpent radiated an ominous, freezing aura.

Sai's jaw nearly dropped. "This is... your ability?!"

There was no doubt about it—this was Shimotsuki Onimaru's Snake Fruit, Mythical Zoan Type, Yamata no Orochi form.

This was the first time Onimaru had fully revealed his true form to the world. It was far larger and far more menacing than the transformed Heitan Orochi from Wano.

The eight snake heads of Yamata no Orochi hissed, each spitting out long swords, while a black blade was held atop by an arm protruding from the serpent's massive body.

The giant snake then unleashed a terrifying roar, its voice echoing across the battlefield.

"Frost Moon Nine Blades · Eight Sword Dragon King · Black Snake Tornado!"

Boom boom boom!

The massive snake danced, and an enormous black tornado erupted from its movements. The tornado tore through everything in its path—destroying even the expanding ice created by Aokiji's Ice Age.

"Ah la la, is there still such a monster hidden in your reinforcements?"

"What a monster team."

Kizaru couldn't help but sigh in frustration, witnessing his ice completely shattered by the terrifying Yamata no Orochi.

At this point, Aokiji knew there was no point in continuing the pursuit.

Crash!

The Yamata no Orochi gradually ceased its movements, and the waves calmed. Onimaru returned to his human form, collapsing onto a wooden plank floating on the sea.

His face was pale, his right hand still trembling as he gripped his black blade, Shisui. Blood trickled down his arm, revealing the extent of his injuries and the sheer exhaustion.

This monstrous display had attracted the attention of many powerful figures gathered at Marineford.

Eyeing Onimaru, Mihawk, who had been observing from afar, suddenly shifted his gaze with a glint of interest.

"Another swordsman. His sword is Shisui, the legendary sword of Ryoma, wielded by the same black blades as me. Interesting."

Doflamingo, observing from afar, frowned. "There's someone like this hiding in the Beast Pirates? I never heard of such a capable individual."

Doflamingo began to suspect. "And the reason Alastor kept disappearing could be due to someone down there—maybe Trafalgar Law's Devil Fruit abilities?"

Garp, watching the scene unfold, muttered, "Snake Fruit, Mythical Zoan, Yamata no Orochi form... such a rare Devil Fruit."

His gaze then shifted to Luffy, Ace, and Sabo, who were now gathered together. The pain in his heart eased slightly, though he knew the war was far from over.

Sengoku, meanwhile, remained agitated. The highest-ranking generals, Kizaru and Aokiji, had teamed up but still failed to eliminate Alastor. This frustration boiled over.

But the Sengoku wasn't about to give up. "Stop them, Akainu!"

Akainu didn't hesitate. Magma erupted from his body as he charged toward the three brothers, Luffy, Ace, and Sabo.

"The blood of One Piece, the Revolutionary Dragon's son, and the chief of staff of the Revolutionary Army... they can't escape. All three of you must die here!"

Akainu's voice thundered as his magma began to surge, aiming to consume everything in its path.

"Magma brat, where are you looking? I'm your opponent!"

Whitebeard, after rescuing Ace from the execution platform, couldn't let Akainu's rampage continue. Despite his weakening body, he thrust his blade, naginata, toward Akainu.

However, Akainu's path was blocked by a towering golden Buddha, representing the full power of the Sengoku.

Whitebeard's expression darkened. "Sengoku, are you taking this too far?"

The Sengoku had descended from the execution platform, his eyes filled with determination.

"The navy will not lose this war. This is the justice I've upheld for my entire life!"

As soon as the two faced each other, a violent aura erupted, forming a terrifying coercion that kept all ordinary people at least a hundred meters away from them.

With the Sengoku blocking Whitebeard, Akainu could now focus fully on pursuing the three brothers—Luffy, Ace, and Sabo—without distraction.

The attack power of Akainu's magma was renowned as the strongest in the world, truly unstoppable. Baituan and other pirate forces, including Ivankov and Haixia Jinping, attempted to stop him, but they were all easily swatted away, sent flying like mere obstacles. The air was filled with the smell of burning flesh, and the screams of the wounded echoed across Marineford.

To save face for the navy, the 100,000 sailors stationed in Marineford launched a desperate counter-charge. Despite the pirates celebrating Ace's rescue, they were still far inferior in both strength and weaponry. The overwhelming force of the navy, led by Akainu, pushed back the pirates, who could only resist desperately.

The war had become an uncontrollable frenzy. Every second saw dozens of casualties, and Marineford had become a vast, bloody meat grinder.

"Don't try to escape!"

Akainu leapt into the air, his magma flowing freely as he launched a devastating attack at the three brothers—Luffy, Ace, and Sabo.

Despite Sabo's formidable strength, he stood no chance against Akainu. Luffy, enraged, launched a furious rubber machine gun attack at Akainu, but his fists were reduced to ash, burned by the searing magma.

"Luffy!"

Ace's fury erupted as his shackles were finally released. His fire powers reignited, and the confidence that once defined the "Fire Fist" surged within him. He couldn't allow anyone to harm his younger brother.

"Fire Fist!"

"Ghost Dog!"

Akainu's magma was a superior version of the Burning Fruit, far more destructive. Ace's fiery punches were no match, and he was hurled through the air with a scream, landing in a broken heap.

The three brothers, once fated to be revered as "Three Brothers of Destiny," were now battered and broken by Akainu alone.

In the distance, Whitebeard's fury boiled over. His eyes blazed as he roared at the Sengoku:

"Get out of the way, Sengoku!"

The Sengoku remained stoic, blocking Whitebeard with an unwavering expression. "With this old man here, don't even try to pass through, Whitebeard!"

Whitebeard's muscles bulged like mountains, his strength undiminished despite his age. A terrifying shockwave began to converge around his fist.

"Since that's the case, let me see if your strength has regressed after all these decades!"

Sengoku didn't back down, his own domineering presence rising to meet Whitebeard's. Both of them unleashed their haki, creating an unrelenting, oppressive force that shook the very ground beneath them.

Fist and palm collided in mid-air, creating sparks as if they were tearing through reality itself.

Rumble!

The ground for a kilometer around them caved in, Marineford trembling violently under their clash.

Above, the dark clouds rolled like boiling seas, lightning crackling between them, creating a suffocating pressure.

"Is this the end of the world?"

"No, it's the astronomical phenomenon caused by the fight between Fleet Admiral Sengoku and Whitebeard!"

"The sky… the sky is about to split!"

Indeed, the sky split open, the dark clouds separating as if forming a canyon, adding to the apocalyptic scene.

Even Alastor, deep within the submarine, could feel the earth-shattering effects of their battle. He half-lay on the bed, straining to listen to the chaos above.

Trafalgar Law, tending to Alastor, injected more food into him.

"Oh, did Whitebeard and the Sengoku finally clash? It seems the Sengoku were really pushed to their limits… showing their true strength now."

"They've split the sky. This is the battle between legendary emperor-level powerhouses. Shall we split the sky too?"

"Hmm?!"

Alastor suddenly recalled something. At the start of the war, the sky had been clear. But with Aokiji's freezing and Akainu's magma causing extreme temperature shifts, the sky had been clouded with cumulonimbus clouds. Now, the clash between Sengoku and Whitebeard further stirred those chaotic weather patterns, turning the sky dark and tumultuous.

His gaze shifted to Enel, restrained by Hailoushi cuffs, his eyes empty but filled with a troubling thought.

As the idea surged within him, a cold sensation brushed his lips.

"Alastor… brother, drink some water."

Rebecca stood beside him, holding a bowl with gentle care. Her light red eyes shimmered with worry.

Alastor took the bowl, sipping the water in one gulp, before gently rubbing Rebecca's pink hair.

"Don't show such an expression. I promised to develop your fruit ability, and I'll keep that promise. You won't die no matter what."

Tears welled up in Rebecca's eyes, but she nodded, clenching her fists with renewed determination.

When Alastor's injuries started to heal, he spoke to Trafalgar Law: "Dive the submarine deeper. There's going to be even bigger commotion above."

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