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A fierce wind howled above the three as it swept over Marineford, echoing with a deep, rumbling whistle.
At that moment, their gazes clashed, and with an almost tangible hum, it felt as if an invisible mountain had dropped upon the battlefield.
Pirates and Marines alike felt an unexplainable sense of suffocation. Their bodies could breathe, but their souls felt starved of air.
Suddenly, a smile broke across Arashi's face. "Hahahahaha!" His laughter burst out, resonating across the field.
Stunned at first, the nearby Marines found themselves caught in the wave of his infectious laugh and soon joined in uncontrollably.
"Hahahahaha!" The skies above Marineford rang with a chorus of laughter. Even Whitebeard cracked a smile. "Gurararara!" "Hahahahaha!"
Shanks, too, laughed heartily. But the sudden, synchronised laughter between the three titans unsettled the onlookers.
Many shivered from a distance, inhaling sharply. A storm was coming, and the air was heavy with ominous tension.
Abruptly, the laughter ceased. In its place surged a chilling madness—an overwhelming killing intent burst forth and swept through all of Marineford like a tidal wave.
"Old man is moving!!" someone shouted.
"Red-Haired Shanks is insanely fast!" In a blink, before most could even react, the two Emperors of the sea were already charging forward.
Their speed was blinding. Their bodies stretched into streaks of light, tearing across hundreds of meters in an instant.
"Admiral Arashi is gone!!" a Marine cried out, noticing the empty platform.
"There!!" All eyes snapped to a new location—Arashi had also transformed into a blur, moving even faster than the other two.
In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Luffy. Their eyes met.
Doom-doom-doom!
The sound echoed in Arashi's ears like war drums. He grinned and looked at Luffy, whose eyes widened with tension.
"Your awakening… was beyond my expectations!"
"Huh?" Luffy froze. "But if you want to take part in this war, you're still missing something important."
Arashi's right hand clenched, veins bulging across his powerful forearm. Luffy braced himself, sweat forming on his brow.
He knew this man—he had fought him before—and understood how terrifying Arashi's strength was.
Shanks, seeing this unfold, turned pale. "Luffy, get out of there!!!"
On the other side, Rayleigh, locked in combat with Bullet, narrowed his eyes. He tried to move, but Bullet held him tightly in place.
On the execution platform, Ace screamed, eyes bloodshot. "Luffy! Damn it, don't touch Luffy!"
Garp, seated nearby, clenched his fists silently, his gaze fixed on the battlefield below.
"Old man!" Ace shouted, snapping his head toward Garp.
"Believe in him," Garp replied, exhaling deeply. Ace was stunned. His expression shifted, but then calmed. His eyes locked on the field once more.
He didn't know if Garp meant to trust Luffy or Arashi. But deep down, he leaned toward the latter. After all, the old man had raised this monster.
"Let me give you another push," Arashi grinned. But in the eyes of Luffy and everyone else watching, that smile looked chilling, cold and merciless.
Arashi moved. Luffy had no time to react before a punch slammed into his face.
Boom! The massive force twisted his neck violently, spinning him like a top before he was flung into a wall with a crushing impact.
Marco flinched instinctively, clutching his neck. He looked worried—was Ace's brother already dead from just one blow?
But in the next second, Luffy's body arched unnaturally. His neck spun back into place, recovering as if by magic.
"Damn it! Your punches hurt like Grandpa's!" Luffy yelled.
Blood trickled from his mouth, but overall, he seemed okay. "This kid?!" Marco gawked, touching his neck in disbelief.
To take Arashi's brutal punch and still bounce back? Unthinkable. "I am his proudest disciple, brat!" Arashi grinned, then struck again.
His movements were swift and fierce. In close combat, Luffy was completely outmatched.
Bang-bang-bang-bang! A torrent of punches rained down like a storm. Thunderous impacts shook the ground.
Even the surrounding Marines winced, their faces contorted in shock and pain.
Doom-doom-doom!
But Arashi wasn't just hearing punches—he listened to those war drums again. It was unmistakable.
After the last awakening of Joy Boy, it seemed the Nika Fruit within Luffy was on the verge of awakening once more.
In moments of mortal peril, that process only accelerated. Blow after blow crushed Luffy, leaving him broken and powerless to resist.
Then, Arashi grabbed him and hurled him into the air. Luffy's consciousness faded—his body like a sheet of paper fluttering down in the sunlight.
Shing! The unmistakable sound of a blade unsheathing cut through the chaos. Arashi's voice was calm. "If you don't awaken now, you'll die to this strike."
Doom-doom! Like a heartbeat, the sound suddenly echoed again. Luffy's body trembled. Strange white flames ignited around him.
But his eyes remained closed—he seemed completely unconscious from the earlier onslaught. Arashi raised his blade and swung at the falling Luffy.
"Stop!!" Shanks roared, accelerating beneath him. Whitebeard also leapt skyward, face dark and furious.
But the distance between them and Arashi was too great—they wouldn't make it in time.
Suddenly, a brilliant steel arc intercepted Arashi's blade just inches before it struck. It was stopped.
"Oh?" Arashi's brow lifted slightly, and a faint smile touched his lips.
"Roronoa Zoro! Where did you come from?"
Zoro gritted his teeth, holding back the force of the strike. The pressure pouring down from above felt like a mountain crashing onto him.
This was the power of the world's top fighters—just a swing of the blade carried the weight of an ocean. "Can't… hold on much longer!"
Zoro's knees buckled as he dropped to the ground, barely able to withstand the force. Suddenly, the pressure vanished.
"Unfortunately, I don't have time to deal with you right now," Arashi said, his voice grave. Zoro looked up to see a streak of light speeding toward them.
It was less than thirty meters away in the blink of an eye. "Take Luffy and run!!" Shanks roared.
Zoro snapped out of it, grabbed Luffy tightly, and sprinted to the side. Just a moment later—
A blinding light burst out, and a wave of overwhelming force erupted. "Divine Departure!!" Shanks bellowed.
Arashi laughed wildly.
His body tensed, muscles bulging, and the sheer pressure shattered the thin fabric of his clothes, revealing a shockingly powerful physique.
With his right hand, he gripped his blade tightly.
Crack!
Black and red lightning exploded around him as he raised his sword to clash with Shanks's rapier.
Looking up, he saw Whitebeard descending, bisento in hand, its blade wrapped in Conqueror's Haki and vibrating with destructive force.
"The two Emperors are attacking together! The same technique that one-shotted Admiral Akainu!!" Vice Admirals screamed, eyes wide as they watched.
On the execution platform, Sengoku tensed.
That deadly combination—could it kill Arashi too? Could even a Marine legend hold off the combined might of two Emperors?
Hearts pounded across the battlefield. Without question, this moment was about to push the war to its peak.
Boom! In the eyes of countless onlookers, the two blades collided.
Buzz-buzz-buzz!
Blinding light exploded, and a shockwave tore through a radius of four to five kilometres, forcing both pirates and Marines to retreat.
"That was just the aftershock?!"
"Their swordsmanship and Haki are beyond this world's limits!" People cried in awe.
"Look there! Whitebeard's finishing blow!!"
Another shout rang out. Everyone looked skyward.
Whitebeard descended like a meteor in the sunlight, bisento raised high, screaming furiously as he brought it down with earth-shattering force.
"That attack even defeated Akainu! Can Arashi survive it?!"
Shanks sealed off the ground, suppressing Arashi, while Whitebeard delivered a sky-splitting attack from above.
Few in the world could withstand such a combo.
"Even I wouldn't be able to survive this…" Sengoku muttered, face drenched in sweat. Could Arashi endure this?
As countless eyes watched, Arashi raised his other hand. His five fingers stretched wide.
In an instant, they turned jet-black, swelling with Haki. His arm thickened, muscles and veins tightening like steel cables.
Crack! A sharp noise sounded. The pressure from his body distorted the air itself. Then Arashi looked up and smiled. "Heh."
Black and red lightning danced between his fingers.
Boom! His five fingers were like steel—no, stronger—and each held unimaginable power.
Then, with that mighty hand, he reached up toward Whitebeard's bisento.
"He's going to catch it bare-handed?! Stopping a Four Emperor's blade with flesh?!"
BOOM! The blade stopped just short of contact.
An invisible force held back Whitebeard's monstrous strike. His eyes widened as he pushed harder, but the shockwaves on the blade only trembled—they couldn't advance.
Crackle! Conqueror's Haki flared violently, black lightning encircling the three. The fierce clash of wills shook the heavens.
Shanks's and Whitebeard's forces crashed toward Arashi, and he welcomed them.
"Hahahahaha!" Arashi's face twisted with madness and excitement. His right hand held off Shanks, his left stopped Whitebeard's bisento.
The world froze at the sight.
"My god! Admiral Arashi is holding off two Emperors at once, blocking their deadly combined assault!"
"Incredible! He's unbelievably powerful! The greatest legend in Marine history!"
. . .
To face two Emperors alone and withstand their combined strike—this scene was nothing short of unprecedented.
And to make it even more shocking, those two were Whitebeard and Shanks.
With Akainu having been instantly defeated just before, this moment made Arashi's strength appear even more overwhelming.
"AAAHHHH!!"
Whitebeard's eyes bulged as he let out a furious roar, pressing his five fingers down with all his might.
He had never underestimated the man before him—he could sense the torrent of Conqueror's Haki pouring from Arashi's body.
Crack! Finally, that violent power took effect.
Arashi's feet sank into the ground as the stones around him shattered into rubble.
Shanks was also exerting his strength, his expression darker and more solemn than ever.
Their blades clashed violently, sparks flying with every collision. Time seemed to freeze as the three locked in a tense and silent standoff.
The battlefield was dead silent. All eyes were glued to their clash. "Arashi! Hang in there!" Sengoku's voice trembled, his heart filled with anxiety.
He knew that the outcome of this clash would drastically affect everyone's morale.
Szzzt! Black and red lightning burst skyward from the battlefield's centre.
BOOM-BOOM-BOOM!
Thunder rumbled through the clouds above, and the atmosphere of Marineford grew heavier.
Suddenly—
"Wait—what is that?!" a voice cried out in shock. "Ad-Admiral Arashi is transforming!!"
The Marines were stunned, disbelief flashing in their eyes. Arashi's body was rapidly expanding in the centre of the battlefield, his skin turning jet-black and tough.
His once-handsome features twisted into something fierce and terrifying.
The black hair on his head thickened and flared behind him like dragon whiskers.
In a mere blink, his height grew to a towering 10.88 meters. His entire body was pitch black, glowing red eyes radiating from a still-human form.
His muscles were now more defined than ever, thick and powerful limbs.
Behind him, two massive, black, fleshy wings unfurled.
"A Mythical Zoan type!" Marco exclaimed in disbelief. Shanks and Whitebeard's expressions shifted, a wariness rising in their eyes.
"Be careful. This kid might have eaten two—or even more—Devil Fruits," Whitebeard said grimly. Shanks nodded, taking a deep breath.
Then, the next moment, Arashi—now standing 10.88 meters tall—opened his mouth and slowly exhaled.
"A full-scale war... let's go! The blood in my veins is boiling with excitement!"
With a sudden motion, he stretched out his left hand, fingers wide, and clenched them tight.
In the next second, he gripped the blade of Whitebeard's naginata barehanded. This unbelievable scene made Whitebeard's eyes widen in shock. His heart thudded violently.
"Impossible!" Marco shouted in utter disbelief.
Arashi violently flung his arm. Whitebeard, holding his naginata with both hands, had no time to react—
With a thunderous crash, he was slammed into the ground.
Crack! Rocks shattered from the impact, and Whitebeard coughed a mouthful of blood.
But at the same time, blood began to flow from Arashi's hand—the fingers gripping the naginata.
"He's injured too!" yelled one of the Whitebeard Pirates' officers. That revelation brought a sliver of relief to those watching—
After all, grabbing that naginata without harm seemed outright impossible.
That weapon wielded shockwaves capable of destroying the world, and its slashes were second to none.
But even so, the terrifying power Arashi displayed in that moment left everyone trembling.
"Mythical Zoan users possess extraordinary physical defenses, stamina, and monstrous strength."
"And the fruit Arashi ate clearly grants him abilities beyond typical Mythical Zoans."
"More frighteningly, he's awakened its powers to the highest level! What kind of monster can develop a Devil Fruit to this extent—and not just one?!"
The pirates' voices trembled, their eyes filled with fear. Their terror of Arashi's potential had reached its peak.
"And you! You brat!" Having just smashed Whitebeard into the ground, Arashi turned to Shanks.
His long blade trembled in his hand, releasing a blinding flash of light.
"Divine Departure!"
The black and red lightning surged along the edge as he swung the blade at Shanks.
Shanks' eyes widened in shock, but he reacted quickly, wrist twitching as he prepared to parry.
A flash of red glowed in his eyes—then his pupils narrowed. "I can't predict his next strike!"
"Even his Observation Haki... is pushed to the limit?! A terrifying monster!"
No time to think—Shanks swung his Western blade forward.
BOOM!
Their blades collided, triggering another colossal shockwave that tore through the area. The pressure twisted the air around them, blasting gusts outward.
At Marineford, countless throats gulped nervously. After an eternity of stillness, the Marines suddenly erupted in thunderous cheers.
"Admiral Arashi! The Marine legend—the strongest Admiral in history!"
"He blocked the combined assault of two Emperors—and even fought back! Justice will prevail!"
. . .
Their roars echoed like crashing waves, while the pirates' faces darkened with disbelief. But for the three locked in battle, this was only the beginning.
"Arashi!"
A cold, deep, furious voice rose behind him. Whitebeard—already back on his feet—gripped his naginata with both hands and swung.
At that moment, Arashi's back suddenly expanded, his dark skin thickening further.
BOOM! The quake, Haki, and blade strike combined, crashing down on his back.
PFFT! Arashi bent over, blood spurting from his mouth as pain twisted his expression.
But even with that strike, he withstood the full impact and lunged toward Shanks.
"Galaxy Impact!"
His punch descended like a meteor from the heavens, crackling with black and red lightning. It struck Shanks square in the face.
Shanks couldn't react—he was blown back over a kilometre, slamming into a wall behind him before dropping to the ground.
Arashi turned again, facing Whitebeard, his mouth curling into a wild, savage grin
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