A sky full of magma rained down madly.
Akainu, furious to the extreme, could no longer contain the rage in his heart.
Since the day he was born, he had never been so utterly disdained.
The distant pirates watched, breaking out in a cold sweat.
Is this Admiral Akainu's peak state? It's too terrifying.
In three seconds, hundreds of meteors fell.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The Meteor Volcano attack had an extremely large area of effect.
A thousand-meter radius was transformed into a fiery hellscape.
The pirates didn't even have time to cry out before they were turned to ash by this terrifying power.
The power of magma could vaporize steel in an instant, let alone these ordinary pirates who hadn't even mastered Haki.
At least a hundred men died under Akainu's attack, and their pirate ships naturally could not be spared, sinking one by one to the bottom of the sea.
After throwing several thousand punches, Akainu finally descended from the sky. He looked at the flaming landscape, panting, as a cruel smile slowly spread across his ferocious face.
"How was my attack this time?"
To think he'd say my attack had no power. He truly didn't know life from death.
The distant Aokiji watched the frenzied Akainu and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh. "He's already lost his mind."
Although his own Observation Haki could not capture the man's presence, he could still capture the presence of the Straw Hat boy. Since his and that sinner's auras still existed, it meant that the mysterious man had not yet died.
Sure enough, not long after Akainu landed on the ground, a voice came from the fiery zone.
"The force was acceptable, but the attack was too scattered. All show and no substance."
The voice was unhurried, as calm and composed as ever, as if the surrounding flames were nothing to him.
Slowly, Zhongli's figure once again appeared before the crowd.
The two-meter area at his feet was like a safe zone, completely untouched by any harm.
Some people even saw that his shoes were not even stained with dust.
The marines' scalps tingled. Where did this monster come from? Even Whitebeard himself isn't this terrifying, right?
Sengoku's pupils shrank. Am I seeing a ghost? A young man with such immense power. Damn it, where did he come from? Why does the intelligence department have no data on this person?!
Sengoku turned to look for Garp, only to find him lying on a rock, watching the distant battlefield. He was so angry that veins popped on his forehead.
"Old fool, stop playing dead! We'll have to make a move in a bit. We can't let such a dangerous man leave this place."
"Cough… I'm afraid that even if I went, it wouldn't have much of an effect," Garp slowly climbed up, muttering to himself.
This time, he wasn't holding back. He was telling the truth. In his youth, he could indeed fight Roger for three hundred rounds. But he was old now.
From the beginning until now, the man named Zhongli had not attacked even once. He had only defended, yet Sakazuki was completely helpless against him. To say such a person couldn't fight, no one would believe it. But he didn't know why, although the other party was clearly helping his grandson, he was unwilling to attack.
The distant Dracule Mihawk looked at that two-meter safe zone, a fervent light in his eyes. If it were my sword slashes, could they break the enemy's defense?
To think was to do. This was the confidence of the world's greatest swordsman!
Swish.
With a flicker, Dracule Mihawk left the battlefield.
Whitebeard immediately noticed his movement. Marco wanted to flash over and block him, but his speed was just a little too slow. He could only watch as Hawkeye rushed towards Ace's direction.
Damn it, did I use too much stamina fighting Kizaru just now? In the air, Marco, in his phoenix form, was still chasing after Mihawk.
Just then, a flash of light appeared, and Kizaru materialized once more, his face still wearing that smug expression.
"The world's greatest swordsman is about to make his move. I can't let you interfere with his attack."
"Ama no Murakumo!"
As the sword of light struck, Marco could only helplessly defend, kicking back at him. This one obstruction widened the distance between them even further.
"Watch out! Another enemy is coming!" Luffy, now conscious, shouted as he saw Mihawk's figure.
Zhongli turned his head and saw, several hundred meters away, a man with eyes as sharp as a hawk's.
The man raised his arm, and a massive sword slash came roaring towards them.
This time, the slash was even more terrifying than the one he had used against Whitebeard. One could say that this one slash was the full extent of Mihawk's power, the very pinnacle of his current techniques!
If he could break this mysterious man's defense, it would prove that his power had already surpassed Akainu's.
Looking at the black sword light, a hint of a smile appeared on Zhongli's face, but he still did not move, allowing the attack to come at him.
In the world of Teyvat, whose sword arts could be considered the greatest? I'm afraid it would only be the Raiden Shogun, Beelzebul.
In the blink of an eye, the sword slash violently collided with the shield. The two let out a massive roar.
Luffy was so scared his legs went weak, but he found that the sword slash was blocked two meters away, unable to advance even an inch.
"Wh-what's going on?"
"Luffy, be quiet! This gentleman is protecting us!" Ace directly covered his brother's mouth.
When masters fought, the one thing they feared most was being distracted, and his brother was just the type to shout and scream. If Mr. Zhongli were to be injured because of him, their crime would be great.
In the end, the sword slash lasted for three seconds before dissipating into the air.
Seeing this, Mihawk turned and left without the slightest hesitation. His strongest attack couldn't even break the other's shield. What right did he have to call himself the world's greatest swordsman?
A nearby marine asked, "Hawkeye, the war isn't over yet. Are you leaving already?"
The reply he received was a black slash. A useless piece of trash like him was not worthy of speaking to Hawkeye.
Doflamingo giggled. "It seems the Navy is in trouble this time. They still haven't found the person who killed Crocodile in Alabasta, and now another terrifying guy has appeared. Hehehe, how interesting."
"If only I could get that guy's shadow. What a pity, it's impossible," Gecko Moria, another of the Seven Warlords, muttered, looking at Zhongli with a greedy expression.
Just then, Zhongli looked at Akainu and asked, "Do you wish to attack again? As a matter of universal reason, your strength is quite good. For a mortal, you could be considered a hero. Stand down now, and you can still maintain some face."
Behind him, Ace covered his face. My heavens, can you please stop provoking him?
Although he was very strong, to say something like that was just pointing out that Akainu was too weak. 'For a mortal, you're already a hero.' That was just looking down on him!
Sure enough, upon hearing this, the rage in Akainu's heart rose once more. However, this time he did not insist on attacking himself. Instead, he roared at the distance, "Borsalino, Kuzan! Are you just going to watch as the criminal leaves this place?! Make your move!"
If one person couldn't beat him, then just call for teammates. This was Marine Headquarters. The whole point was to outnumber the enemy. As long as they could kill the pirates, no method was too despicable.
And at this moment, Sengoku also gave an order. "Occupy the Whitebeard Pirates with all your strength! Buy time for the Three Admirals!"
"ROAR!"
Hearing that they didn't have to face the mysterious man, the marines let out a sigh of relief.
Aokiji and Kizaru, at the same time, arrived on either side of Zhongli.
"I'm truly sorry, sir. Although I admit you are very strong, the person you are protecting is an enemy of the Navy," Kizaru said.
"What's with all the talk? Ice Age!"
"Hound Bite Red Lotus!"
"Yasakani Sacred Jewel!"
The three of them attacked in unison, all of them using their strongest moves. Having fought pirates for many years, they all understood one truth: no ability was unsolvable. This seemingly invincible shield might have a flaw that could be found through continuous attacks.
Flames, frost, and beams of light rained down in a dense barrage, completely covering the sky above them.
Luffy watched the attacks and had a thought: after this incident, if he didn't die, he had to train with all his might. Otherwise, in the face of an Admiral-level existence, all he could do was run. He couldn't even fight back.
The three of them attacked frantically, one round after another, without the slightest pause. Akainu even got in close to Zhongli, launching a melee attack, trying in vain to tear apart his defense with his bare hands.
As it turned out, their attacks only made Zhongli thicken his shield a little.
He even had time to take out a cup of wine from his coat and slowly sip it.
"I wish to buy Osmanthus wine and drink it with an old friend... but alas, the old friend is no longer here," he murmured.
Being attacked so madly made him think of the old days, training his followers. When they faced his defense back then, they also had a very difficult time. However, those old friends of his understood tactics. If they couldn't break his defense, they naturally had other methods. The people here, although their strength was decent, only knew how to fight with their fists. What a pity.
After downing the cup of wine, Zhongli felt that it was enough. He turned to Ace and said, "Let's go. The battle here has become somewhat uninteresting."
As he spoke, from the crater in the distance, rocks began to rise from the ground, forming a small path for the three of them to walk towards the coast.
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