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The white-clad CP agents observed everything unfolding before them.
One of them smirked and said, "Looks like these people were probably left here by Roger to protect his wife and child!"
"But those two masked men seem to have bounties on their heads—100 million each."
Despite witnessing Ikki and Ace slaughter their subordinates, the two agents remained unfazed. They had no regard for human life, but duty was duty. Their mission came first.
One of the white-clad CP agents vanished instantly. When he reappeared, he was already behind Ikki.
"Finger gun."
He thrust his finger forward, aiming to pierce the back of Ikki's head in a single fatal strike.
But Ikki, having kept an eye on their movements, wasn't about to be caught off guard. His wings flapped, lifting him into the air just in time to evade the attack.
"So, you've finally made your move?"
On the other side—
Ace was also under attack by another white CP agent.
The same piercing attack shot toward him, but Ace didn't dodge. Instead, he let the attack pass through his body, which had transformed into flames.
"Hmph! A Logia user?"
Upon realizing his opponent's nature, the white CP agent crossed his arms, then let Armament Haki flow over them.
"Logia or not, you'll still fall today!"
Without hesitation, he lunged at Ace again.
Ace smirked, waving his hand as a glob of flames separated from his body before he coated his own arms in Haki and engaged in close combat.
Meanwhile, as Ace and Ikki fought their respective opponents, Captain America was doing his best to hold back the black-clad CP agents. But of course… there were too many for him to handle alone.
Just then, the Kakashi clone standing motionless nearby dispersed into a puff of white smoke. Moments later, dozens of Kakashi clones appeared all across the town of Baterilla Island.
Whenever they spotted a black-clad CP agent, they immediately attacked.
Kakashi had assumed his clones could easily dispatch these foot soldiers, just as Ikki and Ace had, but he quickly realized… these men in black were much stronger than expected.
The moment they clashed, several of his clones were destroyed in an instant.
"What incredible physical prowess..."
A sharp pain coursed through Kakashi's body as the destruction of his clones sent feedback directly to him.
"We can't take them head-on!"
Adjusting his approach, Kakashi switched to a strategy of misdirection and containment to hinder the black-clad CP agents' movements.
As for Captain America, he was dashing from fight to fight, trying to keep the situation under control. He was no pushover—his combat skills, combined with his vibranium shield, gave him a significant advantage. Against physical fighters, his shield was a formidable weapon. Whenever it connected with a black-clad CP agent, they were taken out almost immediately.
The white-clad CP fighting Ikki was monitoring the battlefield with his keen Observation Haki, taking in everything at once.
When he saw his subordinates falling one after another, his expression darkened beneath his mask.
This mission was supposed to be simple—just eliminating a helpless pregnant woman. He hadn't bothered bringing many elite fighters. The only true asset he had was the other white-clad CP.
But who could have predicted such a turn of events?
The white-clad CP agent dodged Ikki's Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist and quickly put some distance between them.
"Boy," he said, his tone cold. "We are agents of the World Government. Are you sure you want to make an enemy of us?"
"Oh? But the people I've been beating up till now are from the World Government," Ikki replied casually.
Hearing this, the CP agent's expression darkened further.
Just as he was about to unleash his full power, his body suddenly stiffened. His Observation Haki sensed something—the life force of his comrade was fading.
With a stiff movement, he turned his head toward the other battlefield, where Ace was fighting the second white-clad CP.
What he saw made his blood run cold.
Ace stood face-to-face with his opponent, fists still clenched. But his right arm had transformed into a blade, piercing straight through the CP agent's chest.
Ikki, too, looked on in disbelief.
Ace had struck his enemy's heart and was deliberately stirring the wound, ensuring there was no chance of survival.
The reason Ace had won so quickly was simple—his opponent had completely misunderstood the nature of his Slime-Slime Fruit.
At the start of the fight, Ace had thrown out a ball of slime. As the battle intensified, his opponent had focused entirely on him, ignoring the seemingly harmless substance.
But by then, it was too late.
Having absorbed iron into his slime body, Ace could already harden parts of himself into steel. He had shaped his arm into a sword, turned it to solid steel, coated it in Armament Haki, and struck his opponent down in a single, decisive blow.
"Ace... you're so mean!"
After figuring out Ace's strategy, Ikki gave him a thumbs-up. "But I love it!"
Ace: "..."
"This isn't meanness—this is strategy!"
"Oh! I'm even happier now! I didn't think you'd actually use your brain in a fight!"
Finally, both Ikki and Ace turned their attention to the last remaining white-clad CP agent.
At that moment, the dog-headed warship finally arrived at the port.
Seeing it, the CP agent immediately bolted toward it as if he had found salvation.
Standing on the deck, Garp noticed a white blur flying toward him. Without thinking, he raised his fist—
BOOM!
The CP agent, despite being an elite of CP0, a master of Rokushiki, and proficient in Haki, stood no chance.
Garp's punch landed squarely. His body twisted unnaturally—one half shattered, the other half paralyzed.
"Stuck… stu-stu-stuck…"
The CP agent struggled to form words. But before he could finish, his body went limp, and with a final, pathetic "Gah," he collapsed.
Garp took a step back, then quickly turned to his Marines.
"Oi! You all saw that, right? That guy was trying to set me up! I acted on reflex!"
Without missing a beat, every Marine in the area shouted in unison, "Yes! That man was trying to frame Vice Admiral Garp!"
Hearing their response, Garp nodded in satisfaction, then turned his gaze toward Ikki and Ace.
"Why are you two brats here?"
Ikki didn't answer. Instead, he tilted his head and asked, "Are you here to kill pregnant women too?"
At his words, the Marines immediately lowered their heads, avoiding eye contact.
No one wanted to talk about it. Missions like this—ones that clashed with their sense of justice—were too shameful to discuss.
But Garp?
Garp just laughed. "That's right!"
Then, with a grin, he added, "But…"
"You can tell that little wrestling guy to come out and fight me!"
"As for my men… I don't think they stand a chance against you. If this drags on, this mission's definitely going to fail."
Hearing this, Garp's adjutant let out a frustrated sigh.
"Vice Admiral Garp… is it really okay for you to be giving the enemy advice like this…?"