章 143: Chapter 143: What, Even Kuzan!?
Boom!
A deafening explosion echoed across the battlefield as Shiro delivered a powerful slash.
The target of his attack—none other than Akainu, the Fleet Admiral of the Navy—was sent flying with tremendous force. The blow was so powerful that it shattered Akainu's expectations, sending him crashing into the side of a mountain, flattening it under the weight of his body.
Amidst the rubble, blood trickled from the corner of Akainu's mouth.
In stark contrast, Shiro stood unscathed, the wind barely ruffling his uniform. The difference between them was like night and day.
At this moment, in the hearts of everyone present, it became clear—Shiro was in a league of his own. The power he wielded exceeded that of a mere Navy Admiral, marking him as a force to be reckoned with, even by the standards of Celestial Dragons.
Sengoku the Buddha, former Fleet Admiral, and now Inspector of the Navy, surveyed the chaotic battlefield with a mixture of dread and disbelief. Even after facing some of the world's most dangerous pirates throughout his career, this moment filled his heart with an unfamiliar emotion—fear.
And it was all because of the young man before him—Shiro.
Just moments ago, Shiro had not only bested Akainu but also delivered a speech that shook the very foundations of the Navy. Many of the 60,000 Marines who were loyal to the Navy had defected to Shiro's side, drawn to his vision of a new order.
Even Sengoku the Buddha was powerless to stop it.
The Pirate Empress and the feared God of Thunder, Enel, along with the mysterious Seven Cloaked Figures, stood on Shiro's side. The collapse of the Navy had already begun, and there was no stopping it.
What worried Sengoku even more was the ripple effect this battle would have on other Marine bases around the world. News of the Navy's defeat here would spark a chain reaction, potentially leading to the downfall of the entire organization.
"Senior Sengoku, you know it's true. The World Government has always treated the Navy as a mere tool. My vision, Central Authority, aims to build an independent force capable of establishing a new world order! A force that can truly bring justice to the world."
Shiro's words cut deep. He wasn't simply dismantling the Navy—he was replacing it with something new.
"You can consider Central Authority as a rebirth of the true Navy," Shiro added confidently. "Even Zephyr and Kuzan have joined me. Senior Sengoku, you should too."
The revelation shook Sengoku to his core.
"Kuzan... even him?" Sengoku muttered in disbelief.
For a moment, he had feared that Kuzan, who had gone missing after his fight with Akainu, had been killed. But to hear that Kuzan had sided with Shiro, along with Zephyr and Momousagi, was unfathomable.
Did Kuzan truly believe that Central Authority was a worthy successor to the Navy?
Sengoku clenched his fists. The situation had grown far worse than he could have imagined.
But even in the face of Shiro's overwhelming charisma, Sengoku's resolve did not falter.
"No matter how noble your intentions, Shiro, as long as the Navy exists, I will not abandon it!" Sengoku's voice boomed across the battlefield.
The General Inspector of the Navy stood tall, ready to fight, even if it cost him his life. He knew that as long as he still drew breath, he would not allow the Navy to collapse.
With a final roar, Sengoku discarded his Cloak of Justice, his body glowing as he transformed into the Golden Buddha. He lunged at Shiro, sending a powerful shockwave in his direction.
But Shiro was not intimidated.
With the speed of lightning, Shiro dodged the attack effortlessly and retaliated with a single punch, his fist imbued with Haki. The punch landed squarely on Sengoku's massive golden form, sending him crashing back to the ground.
Blood dripped from the corner of Sengoku's mouth. As Shiro had said—Sengoku was old. After stepping down as Fleet Admiral, his power had waned, his body worn down by age.
If this fight continued, there was no doubt—Sengoku would die.
"You're right... I'm old," Sengoku muttered, still standing, his legs trembling slightly.
"If Garp were here, he'd pummel you senseless. But as long as I still stand, I won't let you leave this island, Shiro!"
Despite his injuries, Sengoku stood firm, prepared to fight to the death if necessary.
Shiro's expression softened, but there was no room for mercy. He gestured towards the west, where dozens of video transponder snails were hidden among the trees.
"Sengoku, it's too late. Since the first strike, this entire battle has been broadcast to most of the Marine branch bases. And my biggest audience? None other than Morgans, President of the World Economy News Paper."
Sengoku followed Shiro's gesture and saw them—dozens of Den Den Mushi, broadcasting the battle live to the world.
Despair washed over him.
The Navy, as he knew it, was finished.
Sengoku sank to the ground, his heart heavy with guilt and frustration. The World Government had failed. The Navy had failed. And now, the entire world would watch as their great defenders crumbled under Shiro's might.
Sin.
This was the price of their sins.
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