Red Hair and Whitebeard joined forces. Against Good, they knew they had to unleash their full strength. This was war, and there was no room for prideful restraint.
Behind them, Aokiji stepped forward. "The Marines aren't without their own strength!" Cold mist surged from his body, ice forming along his arm as he prepared to move.
But on the battlefield ahead, after blocking Shanks' slash and steadying himself with a backflip, Good only laughed heartily.
"Two Emperors!?"
"Hahaha! Interesting! Very interesting!"
Then, turning toward Big Mom through the den den broadcast, he roared:
"Stay out of this, all of you! I'll fight the two Emperors alone!"
Aokiji frowned, Akainu cursed under his breath, and Kizaru merely pouted, legs crossed, saying nothing.
Every Marine officer thought Good was being reckless beyond measure.
Sengoku himself had intended to send Aokiji in, but then the plaza erupted with deafening cheers.
In the hearts of the Marines, Good had already become a symbol—a living legend, an undefeated warrior.
To hear him declare so brazenly that he would fight the two Emperors alone ignited their blood.
"One man against two Emperors!? That's history in the making!"
"Reckless Maniac Admiral! Do it!"
"Beat the two Emperors!"
"Kill them both!"
The chant grew louder and louder until the whole plaza thundered as one:
"Beat the two Emperors!"
The morale of the Marines soared. Sengoku's mind changed instantly. Letting Good fight alone would unify the Marines' spirit even more. And if Good were to fall, Sengoku could still rally the troops by saying:
"Our Reckless Maniac Admiral was fearless—can we do any less!?"
In that moment, Good had become the pillar of Marineford.
Hearing the shouts behind him, Good felt his blood boiling. He laughed.
"Good! Then I'll crush the two Emperors!"
He stomped the ground, leaving a massive crater. In his dragon-human form, his body radiated terrifying power.
"Ryuuen · Tenchi Sui (Dragon Flame: Heaven and Earth Shatter)!"
Fiery rock erupted, taking the form of a colossal dragon's head, roaring as it tore through the air. Space itself shattered wherever it passed, leaving nothing but ash.
Whitebeard roared back.
"Quake Blade Slash!"
It was the same technique that once left him gravely wounded by Good. Space fractured under the power of the Gura Gura no Mi.
At the same time, Shanks' sword Gryphon gleamed with coiling black lightning.
"Buzz, buzz…"
Conqueror's Haki surged forth, radiating with such force that even those far away felt the instinct to kneel.
Sengoku narrowed his eyes on the execution platform.
"So this is Shanks' true Conqueror's Haki…"
Even he was shaken. Shanks was indeed among the pinnacle of Haki users.
Good's power collided head-on with Whitebeard and Shanks.
"BOOOOM!!!"
The explosion was deafening, enough to tear the heavens apart.
Good's fist clashed against Whitebeard's quake force and Shanks' blade.
At the point of impact, energy compressed, collapsed, and shredded space. A rift a kilometer long split the air.
The shockwave tore across the sea and land, sending the ocean boiling and the sky roaring with thunder.
"The sky… it's splitting apart!?"
"This is insane! Are these even humans!?"
"This is like watching gods fight…"
Most could not even stand. The weaker ones collapsed, pinned to the ground by the sheer force.
Marco, Jozu, Lucky Roux, and the other commanders shielded themselves, barely able to resist the tide of power.
Rayleigh, however, stood firm, watching intently. His face was calm, though a trace of awe lingered.
"This… this feels like the days of Roger and Rocks."
"But even Rocks was never this arrogant."
Good had charged straight into the Whitebeard Pirates' formation, declared war on the Emperors, and ordered the Marines not to interfere.
Rayleigh chuckled softly.
"If Roger were alive to see this, he'd be thrilled."
Then his expression hardened.
"This is war. The victor becomes king!"
Though old, his spirit had not dimmed. Black lightning surged around him as he stepped forward, blade in hand.
"Ha!!!"
With a roar, Rayleigh joined the fight, his sword gleaming with Conqueror's Haki.
Together with Whitebeard and Shanks, he struck at Good.
The combined force detonated in a blinding explosion, enough to obliterate any vice admiral caught within.
The shockwave spread, hurling weaker fighters aside and spilling blood.
This was a battlefield where only legends could stand.
Whitebeard, Shanks, and Rayleigh were all driven back slightly from the clash.
One man had forced three legends to retreat.
The world trembled.
(End of Chapter)
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