Capítulo 305: Chapter 305: Madara vs Red-Haired Shanks
(T/N: There is now a p.atreon for this work, and any new work I add will be dropped there first. check it out for an early release of up to 30 chapters edited smoothly. https://www.p.atreon.com/INeedRest)
****************
On the ship of the Spades Pirates.
After entering the New World, the Spades Pirates were cruising smoothly.
They encountered only a few minor pirates and some routine sea storms, managing to reach the waters near the Whitebeard Pirates without major trouble.
Through a few notable battles led by Sasuke and Ace, the reputation of the Spades Pirates had spread far and wide.
People soon caught wind of Ace's goal to challenge Whitebeard, and many were eager to see the outcome.
Every so often, ambitious newcomers would try their luck in these territories.
Feeling the pressure of the upcoming battle, the crew trained rigorously.
Even their usual festive banquets became less frequent.
Under Sasuke's strict guidance, Ace's skills were far sharper than in the past; he could now wield Conqueror's Haki with greater control. Yet, Sasuke knew it wasn't enough.
After all, they were about to face Whitebeard—the so-called strongest man in the world.
But Sasuke's thoughts soon wandered elsewhere.
"Shocking news! Another Uchiha Appears and attacks Warlord Doflamingo!"
The headline and the accompanying image captured Sasuke's attention.
The figure in the red armor was unforgettable. It was the same man who once nearly killed him: his ancestor—Uchiha Madara.
"Is this Colt's idea of a punishment?" Sasuke muttered, his grip on the newspaper tightening.
For the first time in a long while, a sense of urgency stirred within him. He knew that the current Madara had lost the Six Paths' powers and was at the same level as those with the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan.
No—Madara even had the Rinnegan, a considerable edge over most.
But it was still Madara…
Despite that, Sasuke's pride refused to let him feel intimidated. His blood boiled at the thought of a showdown between the two of them.
"Then come. Let's see who the strongest Uchiha truly is!" His eyes blazed with fighting spirit as he gazed into the distance.
"Hey, Sasuke! I think my Mera-Mera no Mi powers have increased once again. Let's spar!" Ace's boisterous laughter from another part of the ship broke the intense mood.
"This idiot…" Sasuke muttered, though he couldn't help but crack a smile as he moved to meet him.
********
In a different part of the New World, Uchiha Madara stood atop the head of a colossal Sea King, speeding through the waters with ease.
'Did Doflamingo lie to me?'
Logically, he should have crossed paths with Sasuke by now.
But for reasons unknown, it seemed that he couldn't reach the place. He doubted if Doflamingo had lied to him.
But what he didn't know, was that he was just lost…
Years of experience in the shinobi world had given Madara sharp senses and excellent navigational instincts, yet the Grand Line was an entirely different beast without a permanent log pose to guide him. After some time, he finally spotted a small island and directed the Sea King toward it.
Meanwhile, on the island, a gathering of seasoned pirates noticed his approach.
"You feel that?" Beckman asked, taking a final puff of his cigar and setting down his food.
He clapped his hands clean and prepared to face the newcomer.
"Yeah, a powerful presence. Haki like that is hard to miss," Shanks replied with an intrigued smile.
"Alright, everyone! It looks like we have a visitor!"
"Or perhaps an enemy?" someone muttered, sparking laughter among the Red-Haired Pirates.
"Let's take a look. Who knows, we might make a new friend today!" Shanks said, brushing off the banter as he led the way.
Beckman cocked his gun, following close behind, with the rest of the crew eagerly tagging along.
When the two groups finally met, Madara's eyes narrowed as he took in Shanks' appearance.
"Red hair, huh? I hate red hair the most," he said with a scowl.
A flash of a woman's face crossed Madara's mind. His memories soured his mood further.
Shanks' welcoming smile faltered for a moment, unaccustomed to being disliked simply for his hair color.
"What's wrong with red hair? It's charismatic!" he replied, bemused.
Beckman chuckled under his breath, seeing his captain's unusual reaction.
Though Shanks often faced challenges, he rarely had someone take issue with something as trivial as his appearance.
Beckman spoke up, keeping a wary eye on Madara.
"You're Uchiha Madara, right? What brings you to our territory?"
He had researched Madara after the man's confrontation with Doflamingo and knew him to be an unpredictable force, powerful and undaunted.
Breaking into their domain so brazenly… was it an act of defiance?
Madara raised an eyebrow at Beckman, his voice dripping with disdain.
"And who are you to question me?"
Shanks' smile dropped, his gaze sharpening.
"Friend, it's one thing to insult me, but it's quite another to disrespect my crew, especially my right-hand man."
Shing! Shing! Shing!
In a flash, the Red-Haired Pirates drew their weapons, the weight of their presence pressing down on Madara.
The tension crackled in the air as each member fixed a steely gaze on the intruder.
Madara scoffed, arms crossed as he looked down upon them.
"Respect? And who are you supposed to be to deserve my respect?" He scanned them all with disdain, unimpressed by the display.
With basic knowledge of the world's hierarchy, Madara knew that the red-haired man before him was Shanks, one of the Four Emperors. But that meant little to him.
Despite his shorter stature compared to some of the Red-Haired Pirates, Madara's unyielding aura dominated the field.
"Fine, then if you don't show me respect, I'll see if you are deserving of that myself." Shanks' voice grew cold, his eyes flashing dangerously as the world's strongest Conqueror's Haki exploded from him. Red lightning streaked through the sky, locking onto Madara with an oppressive force.
But Madara's expression remained impassive. His eyes shifted to reveal a strange Mangekyō pattern as he unleashed his own Conqueror's Haki without restraint, enveloping everyone present within its crushing range.
Crack! Crack!
The fierce red lightning collided midair, darkening the skies as thunder rolled overhead. Even the powerful Red-Haired Pirates felt the weight, beads of sweat forming as they struggled against the immense pressure.
"Someone is actually holding his ground against the Captain's Haki... to this degree!"
Capítulo 306: Chapter 306: Asking for Directions
(T/N: There is now a p.atreon for this work, and any new work I add will be dropped there first. check it out for an early release of up to 30 chapters edited smoothly. https://www.p.atreon.com/INeedRest)
****************
In the vast seas, there were four emperors who reigned supreme: the strongest man in the world Whitebeard, Kaido of the Beasts, Big Mom, and Red-Haired Shanks.
Whitebeard, Kaido, and Big Mom were indeed famed for their formidable Haki abilities and physical strength, yet it was their mastery of devil fruits that truly set them apart.
But what about Shanks?
He had never consumed a Devil Fruit nor possessed a superhuman physique. Well, as much as those guys…
So, what allows him to stand among the Four Emperors? It was actually his unparalleled Haki. Especially his conqueror's Haki.
Today, however, Shanks encountered someone capable of matching his Conqueror's Haki — a power clash he could never ignore.
Fueled by the pride of a fearsome Yonko, Shanks stepped forward, his red hair flaring as his eyes sharpened with a fierce resolve.
Boom!
A shockwave erupted, and the entire island trembled violently. Even the surrounding sea grew turbulent, waves crashing relentlessly against the shores.
That was the peak of Conqueror's Haki — a force so fierce it could blanket the world.
In the eye of the storm, Uchiha Madara's gaze shifted, his usually composed face showing a glint of interest.
"Oh? Such a powerful spirit," Madara mused. "Among those I've faced back then, you are indeed unmatched in Conqueror's Haki, Shanks. But in sheer willpower? I, Madara Uchiha will bow to no one!"
With a cold smirk, Madara summoned the formidable blue form of his Susanoo, positioning himself within its towering structure.
In that instant, his aura intensified, and from the heart of Susanoo, he stared down upon Shanks and his crew, his presence like that of a god.
For the first time since he arrived in this world, Madara revealed his true might.
Conqueror's Haki was a unique power, one that cannot be attained through mere training.
While Armament Haki and Observation Haki can be achieved with effort, Conqueror's Haki was a birthright — one that strengthened as its wielder's own spirit and willpower grew.
For a man like Madara, who once sought to execute the Infinite Tsukuyomi, possessing an iron will was second nature to him.
He was a ma who stood above everyone else at one point, however short…
It meant his will was undoubtedly unmatched by another human being. The key word being another human or someone on that level, not a god…
Flashes of lightning illuminated Shanks's face, revealing a subtle shift in his expression.
Though he remained composed, a slight disadvantage in this Haki duel was evident.
Meanwhile, the members of the Red-Haired Pirates struggled to withstand the intense pressure.
Only a few elites remained standing; the rest lay incapacitated on the ground.
With a determined expression, Shanks unsheathed Gryphon, his sword.
Despite having only one arm, he unleashed two powerful, 200-meter sword slashes instantly, which was a testament to his skill and power as an Emperor.
*Swish*
"A formidable move," Madara remarked, a twisted grin spreading across his face.
With his Susanoo's blade in hand, he stepped forward to meet the attack head-on.
The island shuddered under the weight of their clash, unable to bear the combined power of these two titans.
"Quick, get everyone back to the Red Force!" Beckman orders, gesturing for Yasopp, and Lucky Roo to retreat with the rest of the crew.
"This island won't hold much longer!"
The typically composed Beckman, now with his guard up, was fully aware of the monstrous power they were facing.
Shanks was undeniably a top warrior of this world, with almost no weaknesses.
Against the towering Susanoo, he showed no hesitation, skillfully dodging its attacks with Observation Haki while matching Madara's strikes with his swordsmanship and Armament Haki.
"Hmph, this strange power is quite a nuisance," Madara mutters, frowning slightly as he channeled more energy to restore the broken parts of his Susanoo.
Its massive size made it an easy target for Shanks' agile maneuvers, yet it remained unyielding nonetheless.
But Madara's scarlet Sharingan gleamed as he observed Shanks closely.
In mere moments, he comprehended the intricacies of the Armament and Observation Haki, applying his talent and eternal insight.
He had already awoken them before, but now he gained insight into how to use them proficiently.
In a shocking move, he coated his Susanoo in Armament Haki, enveloping the entire structure in a dark, formidable aura.
"That much Armament Haki...?" Shanks muttered in disbelief.
Even as one of the Four Emperors, he found himself genuinely shaken.
Madara smirked, sensing his opponent's awe.
"Now, it's my turn!"
**********
Three Days Later
The nameless island had all but vanished, reduced to fragments scattered across the sea, with the remains of Sea Kings that were caught in the battle.
On one of the larger pieces of the remaining lands, Madara stood with his arms crossed, staring down at Shanks and Beckman, who lay defeated.
They both breathed heavily, wounds covering their bodies, though they still clung to a shred of resilience.
Half a day into the fight, Beckman had realized the grim reality: Shanks was losing ground against Madara.
Putting aside the pride of an Emperor, he intervened, fighting alongside his captain in a desperate attempt to hold back their formidable adversary.
But even together, they could only delay the inevitable.
"You fought well," Madara says, a hint of respect in his voice.
"It's been too long since I've enjoyed a battle like this."
Though he fought for three days straight, Madara still appeared full of energy, savoring the thrill of combat he once only felt in battles against Hashirama.
"Now, Redhead, I have already wasted enough time on this" he continues.
"So, will you tell me where I can find the Whitebeard Pirates?"
Status de energia semanal
200+ Ranking de
Poder 
98 Pedra de
Poder Você também pode gostar
Comentário de parágrafo