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[Two Weeks Later]
[Mora Island, The New World]
The merchant-themed island has a very welcoming and pleasant atmosphere. A dense pine forest surrounded the residential areas with a large mountain range etched across the horizon.
[Image of Mora Island (in Discord)]
The forest stretched through around 80% of the island, forcing only the South End to be habited.
A large city built with stone buildings and houses. The ground was stable and well-kept as thousands of merchants ran about.
Five different docks were available for the people to enter.
Thousands and people, countless pirates, members of the Underworld, and undercover marines were present.
The Annual Mora Island Auction sponsored by the Borealis Pirates was about to commence. The main attraction was the grand finale of the Auction, one of the 12 Supreme Grade Swords!
Many days had passed since the news of the auctioning of the Molten Blade Mokushiroku. The auction was to commence momentarily.
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[Dock Prime]
A giant gray-coloured ship pulled into the dock.
It had a thick dull frame with blue masts that held together with the blue sails. The foremast had one word printed upon it:
[ B O R E A L I S ]
The ship stopped as the pirates walked off after dropping the anchors. Fifty or so men slowly flooded out as they cleared the way for the big dogs.
Soon, four men of equal height walked down the ramp. Each peaking at 15 feet (4.57 m). And each had a single letter printed on their chest.
N.
E.
W.
S.
The Four Cardinal Directions of the Borealis Pirates!
The odd thing was that they were all identical—quadruplets! The only thing that separated them was the letters on their chests and facial hair.
Yet even their massive and imposing stature had to open the way for another man to walk through. A look of utter respect was plastered to the four men's faces.
*Thump* *Thump* *Thump*
Loud clangs sounded out as an older man stepped off.
He had tanned skin and an extremely muscular body; veins popped all over as the sheer strength hidden within was prevalent. Sporting gray hair and a large gray beard, although he looked pretty old, no one dared to glance at him with the wrong gaze.
He was one of the Three Overlords of the Sea! 'Winds of Revolution' Esso Borealis!
[Image of Esso Borealis (in Discord)]
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"Bobobobo, looks like the Auction is going well, North," the Overlord said in a deep voice.
"Yes, Borealis-sama," The man with the 'N' character replied. "It will begin in 20 hours from now. Many have already arrived."
Borealis nodded in satisfaction.
"Good. This will rack in a lot of berries. Make sure to keep your eyes out for any who make trouble!" he declared.
""""Roger!""""
The four infamous pirates all shouted as they moved towards the auction house.
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[The Next Noon]
"WE NOW BEGIN THE ANNUAL BOREALIS AUCTION!" a booming voice went off.
It was at the core of the Auction House, filled to the brim with all kinds of people of various shapes and sizes.
The wealthy and noble persons were huddled in the front of the declining room, while the more elusive figures were at the back.
"The first item: A rare relic from the lost island of Alchemi dated 150 years ago!"
"Starting price, 100 million berries!"
"100 million!"
"103 million!"
"169 million!"
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"The second item: Bath water from the Mermaid Princess from three centuries ago!"
"Starting price, 50 million berries!"
"55 million!"
"61 million!"
"99 million!"
…
The auction continued for another three hours.
"The 69th item: Ten large Adam's Oak Wood slabs. Enough to create a galleon!"
"Starting price: 700 Million Berries!"
…
The clock ticked by as the final piece arrived.
Two men walked up and stood at the side, guarding the stage: East and West. Both commanders stood tall, ready to fight off any who got in the way.
"AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST! WE PRESENT THE GRAND FINALE!"
South walked on the stage holding a long black box. There was a table at the center where he placed the treasure.
*Click* The locks were opened as the box was unlocked.
The audience, nearly five hundred people, all drew in as the pirate pulled out what was within.
It was a katana-like blade.
The hilt was simple, a red oval that sat before the blade. The grip, however, was quite eye-catching. It was mainly black with red diamonds lining it.
Beyond that, the blade was sheathed with a black scabbard yet it seemed to pulsate in heat every so often as if it was housing a living thing.
South looked at the audience and warned, "Beware, this sword is a cursed Inferno blade."
He then focused on the blade and took a deep breath before putting his right hand on the grip and his left on the sheath.
Shing!
The scabbard smoothly slid off as the sword was unleashed.
*Vvoo!* A deep cry of blood and heat burst out of the blade, clawing its way to grace all those who were present.
The weapon seethed in fury as the air around it began to steam and bubble.
Loud gasps went off in the audience as they took in the majesty of the Supreme Sword. The blade was very wild-looking yet it only enhanced its beauty.
The blade itself was dark by nature, filled with innumerable cracks all over it as a molten red glow pulsed through the metal. A red aura surrounded the sword as South desperately attempted to wield it.
[Image of Mokushiroku (in Discord)]
"Ugh!" the Cardinal Direction let out a groan, unable to hold back the weapon.
*Swish* The sheath was slid back on as the blade calmed down, impatient to be released once more.
Though this itself drew in a wondrous response from the crowd.
"What a deadly blade!"
"I felt like I was cut in half while sitting all the way over here!"
"I almost pissed myself!"
Though these fodders were not the target audience of the host. Rather, it was for the more reclusive and mysterious people near the edges of the room who were direly invested in such a weapon.
Though suddenly, *BOOM!* A loud bang rang through the auction house as the giant doors were blasted open, bringing in an air of carnage.
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[An Hour Ago]
Mora Island had a lot of uninhabited lands. But that didn't mean it wasn't well-surveilled. Tall outposts and guard towers were spread across the shores with constant monitoring of any movement.
"What the hell is that?"
A duo watching one side of the island was met by an eerie sight. "That Jolly Roger…"
Naturally, the coming of a gigantic ship like the Titanic should not go unseen. And yet no reports were made of its arrival until it reached the heart of Borealis' territory.
"W-Why wasn't this reported!?"
"That's the Rocks' Flag!"
The man grasped the transponder snail in his hand to report.
*Krr* *Szz* A static noise came from the snail as it fell unconscious, something was interfering with its signals.
"What the hell!"
"T-They're jamming our snails somehow!"
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The atmosphere in the Titanic was entirely opposite.
The pirates were like rabid dogs, salivating at the sight of the prosperous Mora Island. Something of everyone's interest was present at the Overlord's main base.
Whether it was gold, food, booze, women, or even men, the desire to conquer these types of wealth was deeply ingrained in these pirates.
"Hugogogo! So much treasure! It's all min-"
*Splatter* The man soon fell into a puddle of blood. He had been stabbed through the heart by his good brother-in-arms.
"One less competitor," the killer muttered emotionlessly, wiping the bloody weapon over the corpse of his dear friend.
This scene was quite prevalent upon the coming ships. Turning your back on any of their fellow companions would mean certain death; the lack of camaraderie was nothing new.
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Shakky saw the chaos and felt nothing. She then gazed at a petite woman by her side.
"Your Jammer-Jammer Fruit is as useful as ever, Amber."
The Rocks Pirates had long been slaughtering every island in their wake to Mora Island. Yet Borealis didn't even know that a huge part of his empire was left in shambles.
The blood spilt only amplified the pirates nearby. However, the bombastic atmosphere within the den of the greed of scum soon halted.
"..." A deafening silence set in as the main doors from the Captain's Quarters opened up.
The feral figure of Rocks waltzed out. A ferocious grin stretched across his maw. With a menacing laugh, he breathed in the fear that fell upon the Titanic, savouring its every drop with his infernal existence.
"Xahahaha! Newgate, you've been a sharp sword in my hands for a long time now, I'll give you a chance for your little vengeance."
"I will unleash my dogs to chew up this island very soon," he said in a hoarse voice. "You better hurry…"
Whitebeard gazed back at his captain, slowly nodding. He then grabbed his beloved weapon and jumped off the ship.
Bang!
A strong shock wave rippled through the earth below from the sheer mass of Whitebeard.
Rocks then gave out another order, "You two brats go as well, show your worth as apprentices upon my ship."
The duo made no argument, opting to leap off the ship and onto the island, following the indomitable Whitebeard.
The departure of the trio evoked a heavy cheer from the pirates; they could smell the blood to come.
Many had already attacked the outposts nearby to waste, killing all the lookouts. The desire to jump and ravage the Overlord's island was strong. But one look at the relaxed Rocks who now stood at the helm of the ship stopped them all in their tracks.
Rather, they waited for the order and the prosperous Mora Island would be no more.
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[Present Time]
BOOM!
The dust went into a flurry under the ruined doors to the auction hall. The auction attendants could only shrink in their seats and gaze at the intruders.
The original joyful atmosphere turned gloomy under the enraged eyes of the Cardinal Directions present. "Who the hell do you think you are…!" South grumbled with rage.
East and West both shot up from their post, not giving the intruders even a second to rest.
One took out a scimitar while the other had a two-handed long sword.
The dust at the entrance had begun to clear, showing the silhouettes of three figures of varying heights.
The largest of the three responded first.
*Purrup* An ominous bubbling sound erupted as the mobile pirate reeled in one fist to his side.
"You're in the way, move."
The words resounded in the attacking duo as they felt a feeling of dread.
The large pirate's fist soon smashed upon the fabric of space as heart-numbing cracks spread out in all directions!
A huge explosion alongside a powerful shock wave erupted onto the pirates.
"Ugh!"
"Aughh!"
Both East and West took on the brunt of an incalculable earthquake as their bodies exploded into pieces of flesh, dyeing the expensive wallpaper with a fresh coat of red.
The audience was in disarray, their minds locking them in place in hopes of surviving by not drawing any attention to themselves.
The sight of two notorious pirates being ravaged was quite the spectacle.
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South also wanted to jump in. However, he was met by a black club and a flaming fist.
"Raimei Hakke!"
"Fury Road!"
The Haki-clad attacks drilled into the core of the pirate, blood spewing out from his gullet as he was shot into the far walls of the auction house.
Boom!
The deep rumble woke some people up from their bewilderment.
"W-What's going on?"
"Three of the Four Cardinal Directions were taken out just like that?"
"Those guys are from the Rocks Pirates!"
"Rocks!? That crazy group of rabid dogs?"
Whitebeard kept walking forward, looking for his target, and that wish was granted.
*Fwooo* A powerful wind awakened in the halls as the ruins and debris were swept up by the abrupt tornado.
The smell of smoke and dust was swamped away by the howling gust, conveying the anger of its master.
Thud!
A large man soon appeared, forming his body from the gusts of winds. His large and bulky frame puts fear into the minds of the spectators.
"Newgate…"
The deep voice was mixed with great fury and anger. Borealis' eyes were red from the turn of events, his precious auction had been ruined in his own territory.
Whitebeard smirked dangerously while twirling his weapon.
"You turned your back on your roots," he said. "They helped you up to your feet and you stabbed them in the back."
Borealis scoffed with a dull voice, "Only the strong live in these seas, I cast away my weaknesses, starting with those bunch of losers. They should be proud to die knowing they had something to do with my path to power."
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"Howling Winds!"
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The older pirate's arms popped with muscles as torrents of gust gathered around them.
The wind cried as it was brought together into the man's grasp and became one with him. A small tornado wrapped around Borealis' right arm and twisted the attack forward.
It was a stream of chaotic winds, enough to cause mass destruction!
*Shatter*
An equally destructive force exploded from the opposite side as the air cracked in Whitebeard's wake.
The broken atmosphere exploded into a powerful shock wave that met the coming tornado. It was a clash of natural disasters!
…
Safe to say that the auction hall would not hold. The fodders by the side were either ripped apart from the winds and shock or buried in the rubble.
A man near the far back was slightly different in the way he reacted to the clash.
Instead of fear and panic, he had a wide grin, glancing with an interested gaze and looking upon the pirates present. He was accompanied by a golden-haired man with glasses.
"Wahahaha!" the pirate loudly laughed. "The New World is filled with tough guys."
His companion just nodded, ready for a sudden battle.
But his leader had already moved, leaving the blond man in the wind.
"He's up to no good again…"
…
Damien and Kaido now stood by the center. Many fodder pirates who had rushed to help their Overlord were now left dead.
Their fists were dripping with fresh blood.
"!!!" Both pairs of eyes were subconsciously pulled to the side. It was from their Observation, alerting them that a great threat had arrived.
The dust had yet to settle and only a silhouette was visible.
"Yo, little beasts!"
The gleeful voice continued, "I've heard about the monster rookies on that crazy guy's ship."
"WORORO!" the Hundred-Beast thundered out. "Damien, you feel that guy's strength? I want to fight him!"
Another man soon appeared with a flicker, his golden hair reflected some loose rays of light.
"Ah, young pirate, you should know you're too far from this level," he said while pointing his sword.
But he was stopped with a hand placed on his shoulder: "Wait, Rayleigh! Let me try them out!"
The bold pirate didn't wait for a reply as he shot ahead, his hand unsheathing his saber.
Kaido grinned, a similar expression also on Damien's face. Both immediately responded with their attacks to greet the incoming enemy with equal spirit.
"Raimei Hakke!"
"Fury Road!"
"Divine Departure!"
To Be Continued…
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*Crackle*
Kaido's club thundered with purple lighting as he recklessly shot ahead, not considering any defensive maneuvers.
Damien mobilized his devil fruit to spring forth a stream of pulverizing energy, strong and turbulent enough to ignite the air around his attack.
"Raimei Hakke!"
"Fury Road!"
"Divine Departure!"
Their attacker simply reeled his arm back and swung his sword in a simple yet powerful diagonal arc.
A black slash of sword energy followed and toward the younger duo.
The attack was as simple as it could get, yet in its simplicity lay dense Haki and indomitable might that tore through the two incoming pirates.
*Grrrr!*
The magnificent strike tore and shredded apart all obstacles; Kaido's club was pushed back as cracks ran through its body. Damien's left fist was cut open, leaving his hand bones visible. Both their attacks dissolved within moments as their bodies were flung back and carried away to the distance.
BOOM!
An already creaky wall shattered apart from the rookies who were sent flying, the lone sword slash digging its way into their bodies.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
They kept bursting through wall after wall, ramming in and out of dozens of separate buildings before finally coming to a stop at the far South of the island.
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Back at the auction hall.
The man with a thick mustache stood grinning, his saber was now sheathed.
"Roger," the man beside him complained. "You need to learn how to keep your hand sometimes."
The boisterous pirate just waved him off. "Wahaha! Those two little monsters won't take that much damage from that, I just wanted to test out the new fish in the sea."
He then gazed towards his far left, his Observation zooming to a single area and sensed great destruction and damage.
Earthquakes and tornadoes were being thrown about with care, leaving thousands dead by the side.
"Edward Newgate," Rayleigh muttered. "The man who ate the Tremor-Tremor Fruit."
"Who do you think will win?"
Roger grinned at the question. "Borealis' reign will end."
He then changed his sight to something else.
"Oh? Looks like someone dropped the treasured sword…"
[Image of Gol D. Roger (in Discord)]
[Image of Silvers Rayleigh (in Discord)]
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[Further Out from the Auction Hall]
Mora Island was currently in a jam.
The constant shaking and turbulent winds had already taken the roofs from the citizens' homes. The people were looking for underground shelter to survive the tribulations, begging for the gods to grant mercy.
Going from a sunny and pleasant day to a hellish armageddon brought them to their weakest point.
"W-What's that?" a tired civilian uttered.
He was in a larger group running away from the fight and towards the outskirts of the main city.
The man pointed at a huge dust cloud that began to appear from the far forest. The people near him also saw it.
"Maybe some runaway animals kicking up dust while fleeing?"
"No… look! It's getting closer…"
*Gulp* A terrible thought soon came forth in their minds.
And their foreboding thoughts were soon confirmed.
They saw men. Hundreds, thousands even.
They rushed ahead through the forest, even climbing and stampeding on one another. Weapons and guns were unleashed as they continued their run.
Each one of them had a manic expression on their face, their eyes were missing something—humanity!
"R-Run!!!"
The sight of the predators approaching kicked an instinct to flee from the people; they ran with all their might but soon were forced to stop.
In one direction was the coming tide of bloodthirsty pirates, and in the opposite direction was the battle of natural disasters!
Deep fear and despair swamped the lucky survivors, leaving them at the mercy of the Rocks Pirates' siege.
A tragic fate; the story of a weak man's life.
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[Near the Southern Docks]
*Ptui*
A wad of blood splattered onto the ground.
It came from the red-eyed young pirate who was in the process of observing his injuries.
Damien glanced at his left arm.
The gap between his middle and ring finger was cut through to his wrist, opening his palm in half. Blood flooded out, though the rate of hemorrhaging slowed down fast.
Moments later the bleeding stopped, leaving the ripped hand seeming a little alien-like. Most would be terrified as they'd seen it, and yet the following scene is even scarier!
Damien's torn-open hand visibly began to regrow flesh, muscles and tendons as it began to stitch itself back together.
The broken bones regrew and remodeled themselves. The dried blood fell to the ground like clay as new and potent blood replaced it. The nerves reattached themselves as the unbelievable sight left a perfectly new hand behind.
*Crack*
The young pirate stretched his sore body as the impact from the future Pirate King was beyond his expectations. The dense Haki left behind a pulsating pain throughout his body.
"Ugh..." Kaido also got up from the side, holding his head.
Damien was a little surprised. "Oye, Kaido, did your skin grow thicker?"
The giant ogre stood up, his mouth dripping with blood. The right arm was purple and broken, and the treasured club had shattered.
"WORORORO!"
"You're not the only one who had grown at Fishman Island, I trained outside their little bubble, it helped make my skin a little tougher!" he proudly proclaimed.
Damien blinked.
'This guy used the water pressure of being around 10,000 meters below sea level to thicken his defense?'
Damien shook his head, Kaido was not something you could understand with simple logic.
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Kaido soon laughed. "That Roger guy was strong, he is…" He fixed his arm back into position with a low grunt before finishing his sentence, "...my third-ever loss!"
The two sprang up from their injuries which were now healed enough to get back into the fight.
"!!!" However, both their Observation senses flared in their mind, diverting their attention to the distant sea.
The expected tides from the clash of disasters were nowhere to be seen, rather in its place was something far more frightening.
Damien saw dozens of warships sailing toward the island, spanning the horizon with their esoteric might.
"Looks like we have company."
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[At the Ruins of the Auction Hall]
"It's a nice sword, a little too flashy for my taste though," Roger muttered as he picked up the molten blade.
The sword was pulsating with strong heat, almost as if it was offended by the man's words.
"Wahaha! A moody one, this is."
Rayleigh sighed at the man's demeanour, such a treasured blade being toyed around with.
The two were standing in a sea of rubble and a thick cloud of dust. A lake of blood had spawned from the collateral damage, showcasing the grave nature of piracy. What was once a majestic auction house had been reduced to dust and debris.
Suddenly…
*Shing!*
It was a movement within a fraction of a second; Rayleigh's saber was unsheathed, shining with thick, black Haki.
The eyes of both swordsmen flashed red in Observation, both seemingly looking beyond the current time!
And their readiness was valid as a gloomy stench filled the area.
The breath of a wild beast descended onto the nearby ruined lands as a black figure dropped from above with a thud.
*Rumble*
The atmosphere grew despairing, even the grass and trees outside began to wither and die.
Roger took a deep breath as he slowly uttered, "Rocks D. Xebec." He then smirked, "Wahahaha! I didn't think you'd come here personally!"
Rayleigh did not share the same interest, his eyes were sharp, ready to attack immediately.
Rocks reflected the future Pirate King's smile.
"Xahahaha… I knew I sensed a powerful figure nearby, looks like today will be more fun than I thought."
Roger threw Mokushiroku away and took out his own blade.
Yet Rocks just laughed in a heavy voice at the sight of the two swordsmen.
Roger narrowed his eyes and gave a quick order, "Rayleigh, there's someplace else you need to be, go!"
The bespeckled man paused for a moment, sighed and took his leave.
"Xahahahaha!" Rocks let out an insane laugh as he impatiently shot ahead, his fist dripping with black miasma.
Roger responded with a powerful slash, jumping into the abyss of death with open arms.
BOOOOM!
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[Elsewhere]
'5, 12, 23, 29, 35…'
"Forty marine ships approaching," Damien counted. "Looks like the Navy isn't letting this chance go."
Not just 40 normal ships, but even 10 Warships that carried a thousand troops each.
Kaido cracked his knuckles and announced, "Sengoku the Buddha, Garp the Fist!"
In the face of those who led the Marine assault, he laughed.
Fortunately for the duo, they weren't alone as not long after, the ground shook.
Three figures landed beside them, drawing their attention away from the incoming armada with their sharp flair.
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A dignified man with golden hair, glasses and a goatee.
Another man with long black hair and sported sunglasses. He held twin axes in both hands.
A 9-foot tall (2.74 m) man wholly encased in silver armour with a shield affixed to his right arm and a silver axe held in his left hand.
"You're here too?" Damien questioned the arrivals.
"Hehe, don't worry, young man," Rayleigh chuckled. "Roger is running wild so I can't let these marines interrupt my captain, now can I?"
"Hehe, Rayleigh, last time Garp got a nice punch in, I guess it's time we pay him back, no?" the other man said.
Damien recognized him as well: 'Scopper Gaban! Another one of Roger's big guns.'
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The young pirate then curiously looked at the third man who had arrived.
"My axe awaits to cut down strong foes. I came to see the might of the sword and was not disappointed," the man said. "I wish to duel the man who can properly wield such a blade."
He answered in a smooth voice with no emotions.
"You can call me… Silver Axe."
[Image of Silver Axe (in Discord)]
"WORORORO! Let us fight!" Kaido roared as he smashed his club into the ground.
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[On the Marine Ship]
Sengoku had a grim look on his face as he saw the chaos before him. He could easily feel the shockwaves ripple out, the power levels were quite high.
"This situation is far worse than we expected. I can perceive at least Four top pirates in battle," he said with a serious tone.
"Bwahaha!" Garp laughed from the side, slapping his thigh. "Don't worry Sengoku, I'll protect you from the scary pirates!"
A throbbing vein was made evident on the Admiral's forehead as he gnashed his teeth. "Damn you, Garp!" he roared out. "Don't you see how serious this is? We have brought enough forces for an Overlord but this is far worse than that!"
The Vice Admiral looked back at the island and shrugged, "Well, I guess you have a point."
He then jammed a finger up his nose and picked on it while waiting for the battle to begin and inspecting the distant enemies.
"Hmm, Rayleigh... Gaban... that shine? Silver Axe too?" he raised an eyebrow. "And those two crazy brats from Xebec's crew! No wonder the seas are so messed up, Bwahaha!"
Sengoku, instead, was annoyed.
"He's the one who played me for a fool, even taking the lives of four Celestial Dragons…" the Admiral cursed.
"The world's a better place without them," Garp muttered under his breath, scoffing at the slain 'Gods'.
"I heard that, Garp! You better not be caught saying such things with Cipher Pol around or they'll hunt you down!"
However, the threat was entirely ignored by the flamboyant Vice Admiral.
*Thump* *Thump* *Thump*
Garp walked to the side, paying no attention to Sengoku, and rolled up his sleeves.
A few marines had already prepped the deck with Garp's favourite weapon as he had a line of cannonballs ready within hand's reach. They were placed on conveyor belts that kept supplying a lengthy line of cannonballs.
Garp picked up a ball in each hand and flashed a grin.
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"Genkotsu… Meteor Swarm!"
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*Fwoo!*
*Vvoosh!*
*Swish!*
His arms moved at absurd speeds as he quickly grabbed the balls one by one and launched them without delay.
Thousands of cannonballs were thrown like a baseball pitch as they rocketed toward the pirates beyond! The speed itself caused the water below to explode as it followed their momentum.
*Fwoo* *Shrrrr* *Shree*
Thousands of the thick projectiles were whizzed on forth, filling the clear region with black flashes.
Shing!
Rayleigh unsheathed his saber and slashed the air a few times, causing arcs of sword energy to fire out and cut apart hundreds of balls in the process.
Gaban used his twin axes and used an X-shaped attack, releasing powerful slashes that destroyed the incoming fire.
Silver Axe raised his weapon over his shoulder and slashed down. The simple movement caused a white-coloured column of energy to blast out, partially splitting the sea below.
Damien raised his left hand and shot out a pulse of Pulverizing Energy, instantly crushing the cannonballs apart to dust.
Kaido just stood there as the balls exploded all over his body, leaving behind a few white marks, revelling in the pain of war.
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Boom! Bang! Boom!
The forty marine ships also began to fire countless other projectiles. Forcing the five pirates to defend from the shore.
Chains of explosions lined up Mora Island's edge, bringing a sight that belonged in a fantasy setting. Yet the five pirates held up their end even under the thick cloud of sand and dust.
As of now, the marine advance was only 100 or so meters from the docks and had halted as they used distance over the seas to their advantage.
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[Marine Ship]
"Keep firing!"
"We have 10 Warships! Even these pirates cannot hold against the might of a Buster Call!"
"Vice Admiral Garp and Admiral Sengoku are with us!"
"FIRE!"
They kept lighting the cannons as they shot hundreds of balls out without delay.
"What the hell is that?" a marine whispered.
"Holy shit!" another exclaimed.
"That ship is a bit too big, no?"
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The sight was quite intimidating.
Such a massive ship that towered over even their grand Warships. An enemy vessel around a hundred meters in height was now approaching with great speed from behind the marines.
It was twice as tall as their warships but the length was way longer than anything they had seen before.
Not just the size was frightening to watch, but also the aura of the ship. It had been bathed with the greed and lust of the worst of the worst. The stench had drilled itself into the very wood that held it up.
On the other hand, another ship was seen sailing from the left side of the marine armada.
It wasn't that large but seemed quite sturdy, the red sails were quite eye-catching. Both of these ships had words printed upon their foresails:
[ R O C K S ]
[ GOL ⋅ D ⋅ ROGER ]
[Image of the Oro Jackson (in Discord)]
Boom! Bang! Boom!
Hundreds of cannonballs spitfire from the two ships rained down upon the 40 marine vessels.
"Damn it! Switch the target to those ships and reverse their flank!" Sengoku ordered.
Forty marine ships vs one Titanic and one Oro Jackson.
Unfortunately for the Marines, the enemy was firing from opposite directions, making it quite difficult to hold on; the crossfire was devastating.
…
The battle was at a standstill, the other Vice Admirals were able to keep most attacks under control.
The Oro Jackson and the Titanic were not even scratched and had tanked the many attacks, their hulls were simply too sturdy!
Beyond that, the Titanic had deployed numerous small sailboats that carried dozens of pirates. It was a suicide mission but under the notion of 'first come first serve,' they opted to go first.
Most of these men were crazy and cared little for their lives, gambling on taking down some shaken marines was quite enjoyable for them.
And yet a discerning eye could spot at least 2-3 shivering pirates on each of these boats. They were the spies Shakky had found, serving a good purpose as fodders!
"Cheh, there is no need to hold back anymore! Sengoku yelled. "Sink them!"
And thus a naval battle ensued, blanketing the once-glorious Mora Island in its fog of war.
[Image of the Battlefield (in Discord)]
To Be Continued…
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