Chapter 534: Whitebeard's Fury
Tesla was still a young man of twenty, and the pride in his heart would not allow any pirate to slander the Rockefeller crew. But with a great enemy before them, Tesla was not someone who didn't understand priorities. He could only endure it, choosing to ignore their words. Still, he felt a deep dissatisfaction, or rather, a dislike, for the Whitebeard Pirates.
They acted as if they were a cut above everyone else, constantly spouting that Whitebeard was number one and that they were the strongest in the world. This arrogant, condescending attitude disgusted Tesla. Now, seeing them suffer such a heavy blow, he couldn't help but feel a sense of vindictive pleasure.
Esdeath glanced at Tesla. She knew about her younger brother's petty side. As the one among them with the most outstanding Observation Haki, almost nothing that was said about him within the range of his senses escaped his notice. This also made him particularly sensitive, especially to those who spoke ill of him. In battle, anyone who dared to slander him would be met with a bolt of lightning from the heavens.
"Now is not the time to worry about such things," Esdeath said. "The Whitebeard Pirates can't hold back the Marines. We have to engage them." She had no intention of giving up the chase. Every Marine they could kill was one less to worry about; none could be allowed to escape.
At his sister's words, Tesla shook his head helplessly. He flashed forward, heading towards the Whitebeard battlefield. But just as he moved, a yellow light appeared. A look of resignation crossed Tesla's face as he shot a kick behind him. From behind, another leg shot out to meet his.
Bang!
Lightning and light collided.
"Ooooh~! I knew that move wouldn't work on you. Ah, I really hate fighting people with such quick reflexes!" that annoying voice Tesla hated so much rang out. Kizaru had appeared in front of him.
"You think I enjoy facing you?" Tesla retorted, rolling his eyes.
"Young man, I can't let you pass," Kizaru said, floating in the air. "The Fleet Admiral gave me orders to stop you."
"Then let's see if you have what it takes!" Tesla shrugged, and the lightning under his feet flared. He transformed into a streak of electricity and shot forward.
A small smile played on Kizaru's lips as his body became a beam of light and followed. The two of them immediately began to clash rapidly in the sky. The contest of lightning and light forced both to give it their full attention. A smile remained on Kizaru's face; he absolutely loved this feeling. Out here in the open sky, his speed could be fully utilized. It was far more interesting than fighting Katakuri inside that dome.
With Kizaru keeping Tesla occupied, the Whitebeard Pirates had completely lost their reinforcements. They were being routed by the Marines' cannon fire. The situation worsened when Akainu arrived.
"Meteor Volcano!"
Akainu thrust his arms to the sky, launching fist after fist of molten rock. The cannonballs had struggled to break through the thick ice, but Akainu's arrival cleared a path with pure magma. This subjected the Whitebeard Pirates to a second wave of devastation. The magma fists shattered vast swathes of the ice sheet, and the molten rain that fell from the sky killed group after group of Whitebeard's crew.
As the pirates fell into the sea, the continuous downpour of magma caused the water's temperature to rise sharply.
"Hot! Hot! It's burning! It's burning!" the countless pirates in the water screamed in agony. The true suffering for the Whitebeard Pirates had begun.
Whitebeard saw it all. In truth, from the very first exchange of the war, when he saw his crew, apart from the commanders, being suppressed by the Marine elites despite outnumbering them four to one, his heart had ached with anxiety. But Garp had given him no opportunity to intervene, attacking like a mad dog, ignoring his own injuries as his fists rained down. Whitebeard had to give the fight his full attention, leaving no time to manage his crew.
But this was different. In that brief moment, his pirates had endured a double blow of cannonballs and magma, and their numbers had been halved in an instant.
Whitebeard completely lost control.
"AAAAAHHH!"
Ignoring Garp's iron fist, Whitebeard tossed aside his Murakumogiri, seized Garp by the neck with one hand, and lifted him up, his eyes bloodshot with rage.
"You Marines will die!" he roared. He slammed the bleeding Garp headfirst into the ice.
BOOM!
The ice shattered, with Garp's head at the epicenter. The powerful force of the tremor spread across the frozen sea, and the entire ice sheet began to break apart, the cracks spreading with terrifying speed as seawater burst through the fissures.
"Garp!" a furious voice roared.
Whitebeard hurled Garp into the sky. The vibration energy gathering in his right fist hummed ominously.
BOOM!
He slammed his fist into Garp's stomach. Garp's eyes bulged as the massive shockwave coursed through his entire body. He trembled violently, the Armament Haki covering his body visibly weakening. With blood covering his forehead and trickling from his lips, Garp forced himself to rally.
In mid-air, he drew back his right fist. "Fist Bone Conflict!"
Conqueror's Haki wrapped around his fist as he used his downward momentum to plummet towards Whitebeard. Whitebeard snatched his Murakumogiri from the ice and swung it to meet the blow. The two tyrannical waves of Conqueror's Haki collided.
BOOM!
Garp's body was sent flying backward.
"You Marines will die!" Whitebeard roared, but he didn't give chase. Instead, he stared at the cannonballs and magma fists still raining down on his crew's formation.
He raised his blade with both hands, infusing it with the power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit. The very air around it began to distort. As Whitebeard swung his blade down, the world turned upside down. Heaven and earth lost their color, space twisted, the sea flowed backward, and the ice floated. A single slash, like the blade of armageddon itself, cut through space and shot towards the Marine formation.
If this attack landed, the entire Marine army would be annihilated.
"Damn it!"
"Bastard!"
Four voices cried out in shock and anger. Kong and Sengoku. Charlotte and Charlotte Linlin. They all roared in fury.
Kong and Sengoku appeared instantly in the path of Whitebeard's attack, using all their strength to block the blow. Charlotte and Linlin, meanwhile, rushed to the front of their own formations, preparing for the impact.
Thankfully, Fleet Admiral Kong and Admiral Sengoku, working together, managed to stop the world-destroying attack. As the energy dissipated, the surrounding space fell calm.
Charlotte breathed a sigh of relief.
"You bastard, Whitebeard! Are you blind?!" he roared in fury at the man.
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