On the frozen battlefield below, Ace clashed ferociously with Admiral Akainu, his flames burning brighter with each exchange as fury over the Admiral's disrespectful words about Whitebeard fueled his attacks. The molten fists and blazing punches created explosions that sent shockwaves across the ice field, neither combatant giving ground in their personal vendetta.
Nearby, Red-Haired Shanks and his first mate Beckman found themselves engaged with Admirals Kizaru and Aokiji respectively, though both veteran pirates seemed to be holding back slightly, as if they were observing the battle's development rather than committing to total warfare.
Cavendish had encountered Admiral Fujitora once again, and his lightning-enhanced attacks created such widespread destruction that no other combatants dared approach the wide perimeter around their duel. Bolts of electricity arced across the ice as the prince demonstrated the full extent of his Rumble-Rumble Fruit powers.
With Whitebeard maintaining his position in the rear as strategic commander, Marco led the division captains and Red Hair Pirates officers in coordinated assaults against Marine Vice Admirals like Gion and Tokikake. The legendary pirates' experience and teamwork created tactical advantages despite being outnumbered.
Deuce and his teammates joined forces with Marco's group, launching their own attacks against the Marine forces with enhanced coordination.
When Jerry's crewmates noticed their captain ascending high into the sky, Deuce, Brook, and Carrot exchanged meaningful glances and nodded with firm determination. Understanding that Jerry was attempting the most dangerous part of their mission alone, they immediately intensified their attacks to create maximum distraction.
In this chaotic multi-faction battlefield, members of the NEO Marines suddenly launched coordinated strikes against the pirate forces, but when government Marines approached their positions, they found themselves under attack as well. Former Admiral Zephyr and Marine Hero Garp flew directly toward the G-1 Branch command center, their intentions unclear to all observers.
On another front, large numbers of Cipher Pol agents emerged to block the Revolutionary Army's advance, and the two sides instantly became locked in large-scale close-quarters combat that further complicated the already chaotic situation.
At the summit of the Red Line - Execution Site outside Pangaea Castle
Hundreds of Celestial Dragons had gathered in the magnificent plaza, creating a bustling crowd unlike anything normally seen in the holy land. The World Nobles filled elaborate viewing platforms arranged in tiers around the central execution area, their excitement palpable as they anticipated the rare entertainment of a public execution.
Perhaps because they had grown accustomed to lawlessness and violence in their daily lives, the Celestial Dragons cheered loudly with sadistic enthusiasm at the prospect of watching others lose their lives. This was, after all, the first public execution ever held in Mariejois itself.
"My, my... what a lively gathering."
A calm, conversational voice suddenly rang out across the plaza, completely drowning out the noisy chatter of the assembled World Nobles. The previously animated scene fell into immediate, unnatural silence as every Celestial Dragon involuntarily stopped their activities and turned toward the source of the interruption.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
At the main entrance to the execution square, a powerful wind erupted without warning. The elite guards stationed at the gates were blown backward by invisible force, flying through the air before crashing heavily onto the hard stone floor with sickening thuds.
A lone figure strolled casually into the execution plaza—a man carrying a fishing rod over his right shoulder and a small kitten perched on his left. His relaxed demeanor suggested he was taking a pleasant morning walk rather than infiltrating the most heavily guarded location in the world.
"Wow! Everyone looks so busy today," Jerry observed with mock cheerfulness as he surveyed the scene. In addition to the Celestial Dragons occupying the elevated viewing platforms, he noted several powerful figures from various organizations seated in the lower VIP section.
Among them sat Gild Tesoro in the front row, maintaining his cover as an invited guest. Three of the Seven Warlords of the Sea were also present—Dracule Mihawk, Boa Hancock, and Jinbe—all officially invited to witness this historic execution.
As Jerry approached the center of the plaza, an elderly man with an ornate walking cane stepped forward to confront him. The newcomer's imposing presence and distinctive attire immediately identified him as Saint Saturn, one of the Five Elders who ruled the World Government.
"What's this? You're the only one who came out to greet me?" Jerry stopped and looked around with exaggerated disappointment. "Where are the other four geezers who used to bathe together with you, and what about that Knight order and Lord Imu hiding behind you?"
Saint Saturn's expression darkened considerably at Jerry's casual reference to the World Government's most closely guarded secrets. "It seems you know far more than you should."
"Not bad—you're not completely clueless after all," Jerry replied with a sardonic grin. "Why don't you call them all out? You set up this whole elaborate execution theater just to lure me here so you can take the Laugh Tale pointer, right?"
After hearing Jerry's accurate assessment of their strategy, Saint Saturn turned to a Celestial Dragon standing behind him and spoke in urgent, low tones: "Begin evacuation procedures immediately. Get them out of here now."
"You don't actually think I came here for a friendly chat, do you?" Jerry sneered, his casual demeanor instantly shifting to something far more dangerous.
Without further warning, he raised both arms and began manipulating the moisture in the air around him. A massive water tornado rapidly condensed and launched itself directly toward the elevated platform where the Celestial Dragons were densely gathered.
This sudden, devastating attack caused immediate panic among the World Nobles, who had never before faced direct physical threat to their persons. Despite their casual indifference to the lives of others, they naturally treasured their own existence above all else.
Most Celestial Dragons lived pampered, comfortable lives completely insulated from danger. They relied on powerful organizations and elite bodyguards for protection, never needing to personally fight or even consider that anyone would dare challenge them directly. Jerry's brazen assault therefore terrified them beyond their capacity to comprehend.
A CP0 agent flashed forward in a desperate attempt to disperse the approaching water tornado, but was instantly knocked aside by its tremendous rotational force, his body ragdolling through the air.
Just as the devastating attack was about to engulf the fleeing World Nobles, several figures quickly converged on the tornado's path and combined their abilities to disperse it at the last possible moment.
Water exploded outward in all directions, soaking nearly everyone in the massive plaza. However, instead of dissipating, the scattered water droplets were immediately recalled under Jerry's control and reorganized for a second wave of attacks.
In an instant, countless water projectiles interwove through the air like a deadly net, forcing the Celestial Dragons to flee in all directions while their panicked wailing filled the air.
Witnessing this chaos, Saint Saturn fixed his gaze on Jerry with undisguised malice. "Are you truly determined to face the consequences of offending the World Government?" he asked, his tone carrying a chilling promise of retaliation.
Before he finished speaking, Saint Saturn narrowed his eyes and activated his mysterious "Evil Eye" ability, attempting to neutralize Jerry through direct ocular assault.
However, Saint Saturn perceived only a brief flash before his eyes as Jerry's figure vanished completely from his field of vision.
The next instant, an extremely intense sense of mortal danger erupted in his consciousness. Just as he prepared to counterattack, he felt sudden suffocation and discovered that his body was completely unable to move.
Jerry had appeared behind Saint Saturn like a materializing ghost, extending his left hand with five fingers spread wide. Before his palm, a enormous sphere of water had formed into a perfect prison, completely encasing Saint Saturn's entire body within its confines.
"Consequences? I'll make sure you get exactly what you deserve right now!" Jerry declared with grim satisfaction.
As Jerry began tightening his grip to compress the water prison, he suddenly felt violent tremors emanating from beneath his feet.
With a deafening roar that shook the entire plaza, a terrifying giant sandworm erupted from underground and swallowed both Jerry and Saint Saturn in one massive bite.
This shocking development left every witness stunned speechless, wondering where such an enormous creature could have possibly originated.
Before their expressions of amazement could fade, the giant sandworm suddenly collapsed to the ground, writhing and struggling with obvious agony as if something was attacking it from within.
Someone among the panicking Celestial Dragons shouted urgent warnings, snapping many observers back to awareness and triggering an immediate evacuation stampede.
Because the sandworm's body was so enormous, its uncontrolled rolling and thrashing affected even Bartholomew Kuma and Dr. Vegapunk, who had been kneeling in shackles awaiting execution at the plaza's center.
At the critical moment, the giant executioners who had been preparing to carry out the death sentence instinctively grabbed both prisoners and rolled quickly to safety, prioritizing the preservation of their charges over following protocol.
Seeing that the scene had descended into complete chaos, Tesoro gritted his teeth and made his decision. He glanced toward the still-struggling sandworm, then lowered his head and exchanged meaningful eye contact with the elderly woman beside him—his trusted assistant who had maintained her disguise throughout the ceremony. Both nodded with grim determination.
Tesoro raised his left hand and snapped his fingers with practiced precision, launching the four golden rings from his fingers toward Kuma and Vegapunk's positions. The rings landed precisely beside both prisoners with soft metallic clinks that went unnoticed amid the surrounding chaos.
In the next moment, two of the rings transformed as if given independent life, reshaping themselves into massive metallic constructs that knocked the giant executioners to the ground and bound them securely, preventing any interference with the rescue operation.
Simultaneously, the giant sandworm's movements suddenly ceased entirely, and its massive body began expanding rapidly like an inflating balloon.
As an explosion roared through the sky with tremendous force, blood and gore rained down from above while chunks of sandworm flesh scattered across the entire plaza.
Through the falling crimson shower, Jerry's figure slowly materialized, completely unharmed and pristine. Protected by his water barrier, he emerged from the carnage without a single stain, appearing exactly as he had before being swallowed. The destroyed sandworm's remains served as testament to his overwhelming power.
"Attempting to devour everything will only lead to your own destruction, Saint Saturn," Jerry said calmly, pausing to examine the elderly man who remained trapped within the water prison in his palm. He casually tossed a distinctive spiral-patterned fruit into the air and caught it while tilting his head with mock curiosity.
"Or would you prefer to experience the taste of a Devil Fruit once again?"