A Navy Admiral was captured!
The news spread throughout the Navy like a nightmare.
Their morale was already low from being beaten by the Scarlet Legion, and upon hearing this news, some soldiers even turned and fled.
"I still have family; I can't die!"
"Great Eruption!"
Before the deserter could run two steps, he was punched through the chest by a grim-faced Sakazuki.
"Anyone who dares to break military morale on the battlefield can only die!"
Sakazuki, like an iron-blooded general, always had zero tolerance for deserters.
The remaining Navy soldiers who had thoughts of fleeing were deterred by Sakazuki's ruthless methods and all braced themselves to continue fighting.
The slaughter continued.
The sound of flintlock gunshots, the clashing of sword hilts, and the wails of Navy soldiers.
Whitebeard, having activated his talent ability, ensured zero casualties for the Whitebeard Pirates as long as the scarlet energy in his chest core was not exhausted.
"Monster!"
"Who can save me?!"
After some time, even with the iron rule of death for deserters, the Navy still collapsed.
They were considered elite Navy soldiers, having hunted countless pirates.
But these pirates, who could not be killed, instantly recovered after their limbs were cut off, glowing red.
Such a pirate crew was like a demon crawling out of hell!
"Still too green, Sakazuki, you brat!"
Whitebeard exerted force with both arms, sweeping his broad blade horizontally.
It stirred up gusts of fierce wind, and a white sphere attached to the blade shattered the space it passed through.
"Hellhound!"
Sakazuki swung his arm.
Magma dripped, melting the ice, and the entire magma arm lunged like a hunting dog, directly attacking Whitebeard's face.
"Pheasant Beak!"
Aokiji attacked simultaneously.
A bird, like an exquisite ice sculpture, vibrated circles of icy ripples in the air, rushing towards Whitebeard.
Boom.
The collision of the blade, ice, and magma unleashed a massive shockwave.
The surrounding ice shattered.
The ground shook, and some pirates and Navy soldiers closer to the center were instantly blown away by the shockwave.
Black smoke enveloped the center of the battlefield.
After a while, the smoke dissipated.
Whitebeard clutched Cong Yun Cut, standing firm.
A red glow enveloped him, neutralizing most of the attacks from the two Navy Admirals, which were borne by all members of the pirate crew.
On the other side,
Aokiji dragged the incapacitated Sakazuki to a safe area.
"Are you alright, Sakazuki?"
"Still alive…"
Sakazuki spoke with difficulty.
The left side of his body was severely damaged by the shock, his skin completely shattered, exposing muscle and bone, making him look like a vengeful spirit.
The most severe injury was his left leg, which had been completely severed. He could only temporarily use magma as a prosthetic, constantly emitting scorching black smoke.
"To defeat Whitebeard, we must first kill all of the Whitebeard Pirates."
"But without killing Whitebeard, those pirates can keep resurrecting. What an incredibly troublesome and bizarre ability!"
Aokiji shook his head helplessly.
The Scarlet Troll's bizarre talent was too Tricky to find a weak point.
Perhaps only Garp and Smoker, who also possessed Reincarnation Game abilities, could counter it with their game powers.
"Ceasefire!"
In this state, they could no longer continue fighting. Let alone rescuing Borsalino, if they continued, Sakazuki would also die.
"Whitebeard at his peak is truly terrifying!"
"Aokiji, don't say things that boost the pirates' arrogance. It has nothing to do with Whitebeard; it's just that the Reincarnation Game's exchanges are too strong, otherwise…"
Sakazuki was still not used to his prosthetic leg and walked with a limp.
Hearing Aokiji's words, his expression was extremely ugly, and he retorted stubbornly.
"Long live Pops!"
The Whitebeard Pirates erupted in cheers.
The Navy retreated in disarray, returning to Navy Headquarters, where Aokiji and Sakazuki needed to recover from their injuries and regain their strength.
Vice Admiral Tsuru sighed after reporting the situation to Fleet Admiral Sengoku.
Finally, she boarded the Moby Dick for peace negotiations.
"Newgate, can you return Borsalino?"
"Coming onto a pirate ship alone, aren't you afraid of being captured like that brat Borsalino, Tsuru?"
Whitebeard looked at the newcomer with cold eyes.
His aura suddenly erupted, and the entire Moby Dick vibrated.
"If that were the case, you wouldn't be Whitebeard, one of the Four Emperors who contended with Roger for the Great Treasure. I believe you wouldn't do such a thing."
Vice Admiral Tsuru's expression remained normal, unaffected by his aura.
Throughout Navy Headquarters, her strength was very great, but there was still a gap compared to Whitebeard. Her willingness to board the Moby Dick without any precautions showed that she knew Whitebeard's character.
"Gurarararara…"
Whitebeard reined in his aura, no longer probing.
He, Tsuru, and Garp were old acquaintances, so it was best to speak plainly. He said, "Fifty billion in ransom is enough to take that brat Borsalino."
"Impossible!"
Vice Admiral Tsuru flatly refused, saying, "Even if we empty Navy Headquarters, we can't come up with fifty billion in assets."
"Just sell off Navy bases and islands."
"Impossible!"
Vice Admiral Tsuru shook her head and said coldly, "Fifty billion in assets is enough for the Reincarnation Game to cultivate new Navy Admirals. That's not fair!"
Fifty billion in assets would mean selling at least five Navy branches, and each branch was a military base built over decades of asset accumulation. How could they just sell them off like that?
Marco chimed in, "Now it's not just about fairness; that brat Borsalino is the face of Navy Headquarters…"
The Navy's prestige relied on the support of its Admirals.
If Borsalino remained on the Moby Dick, Navy Headquarters would completely lose face.
"Ten billion in assets is the limit for Navy Headquarters!"
"Thirty-five billion in assets, no lower!"
"…"
Ultimately,
Navy Headquarters spent twenty billion in assets to retrieve the captured Borsalino, losing one Navy base.
Both sides tacitly agreed not to continue the entanglement.
Although the Navy had a military advantage, they not only had to guard against the Four Emperors but also fight against the Revolutionary Army Leader, so overall, they did not have an advantage.
In the center of Death Island,
A magnificent palace rose from the ground, with black clouds swirling above it like a wandering dragon.
Creak…
The palace gate, obscured by black mist, suddenly opened, and waves of death aura from the Netherworld spread out.
In an instant, the entire Death Island was engulfed in black mist.
More powerful vengeful spirits than before poured out of the palace like a tide, until finally, a tall, slender figure stood at the palace entrance.
A pair of cold eyes swept over the players who had landed on the island, as if looking at corpses.
"Welcome to the Soul Hook Hall!"
The Soul Reaper, after breaking free from his restraints, still had several chains within him, but his strength had greatly increased compared to before.
Even the strongest player, the Revolutionary Army Leader, could be easily killed by him.
The Fear Aura he emitted alone was enough to deter those who didn't know their place.
Suddenly,
The Soul Reaper felt something was off, and a hint of doubt appeared in his cold gaze.
Those frail, ant-like humans showed no signs of shrinking back under his Fear Aura.
Instead,
There was a hint of fanaticism and covetousness, as if they were treating him as prey to be hunted?
What was going on?
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