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Good's fist smashed through the flocks of crows, his Quake powers detonating. The void itself shattered, feathers scattering as Karasu was revealed, flung back like he'd been hit by a speeding train.
But Good didn't pause.
Floating midair, he turned with a grin toward Lindbergh. "Your turn!!!"
Lindbergh's heart pounded as he saw the fiery cracks split the earth, magma surging upward. With a roar, Good unleashed a torrent that became a colossal lava hound, lunging at him.
Without checking whether Lindbergh lived or died, Good gathered rubble around him. Stones of every size floated up, whirling behind him before launching like artillery toward Belo Betty.
She swung her flag furiously, smashing stone after stone—but the barrage was endless. Soon, she was knocked down, chest heaving, sweat pouring. For a moment, she thought she'd die.
But instead of striking the finishing blow, Good soared past her, eyes blazing with excitement. "Marshal! Make way!!"
"Shinshin Ken (Quake Fist)!!"
He roared the name of a new move—though remembering attack names was nearly impossible for one who had sacrificed intelligence.
Sengoku, in golden Buddha form, frowned. This fool had abandoned his post guarding Ace and Luffy? Yet even he knew—Good could not be stopped. Best to trust him. Sengoku turned back, resuming his defense of the prisoners.
Dragon's fists howled with storm. "Ryūshō: Mad Dragon Fist!!"
Twin tornadoes spiraled around his arms as he clashed head-on with Good. Pain shot through Dragon's hands.
"This guy…" he muttered, shaken.
Thunder cracked down as Dragon unleashed his strongest move: "Ryūi: Tenrai Retsu (Dragon Might: Heavenly Thunder Burst)!!"
Bolts split the heavens, lashing Good. But the flames of his undying body shrugged off the damage.
No single Emperor-level power could bring him down anymore.
As the fight raged, Good's system sang in his head—stats surging, replication of the Wind-Wind Fruit advancing. Dragon realized, with dawning dread, that this admiral was evolving mid-battle.
Whitebeard, Red-Haired, Rayleigh—beaten into unconsciousness, only to rise again. Revolutionaries thrown back one after another. Yet Good fought on, his stamina seemingly bottomless.
In the past, he'd be gasping for breath by now. But with his growth, even as sweat dripped, he pressed forward like an unkillable beast.
At last, one mighty punch blasted Dragon across the plaza, hurling him all the way to Crescent Bay, crashing through Aokiji's frozen seas. The ice shattered, but Dragon recovered midair, winds cocooning him from the ocean's curse.
All across the world, spectators trembled. None cared about Ace or Luffy's execution anymore. All that mattered was this man—the Fourth Admiral. Could anyone defeat him?
In Totto Land, Big Mom screamed, aura shaking her children into silence.
"Damn brat! Reckless Maniac or not—he's a threat to me!!"
Her sons and ministers cowered. Perospero whispered: "The more she rages… the greater the threat she feels from him."
Around the world, people realized: whether hero or menace, this admiral was rewriting the age.
In Marineford, the soldiers roared, blood surging.
"With the Reckless Maniac Admiral, we can win!!"
"He's our pillar!!"
"Reckless Maniac!! Reckless Maniac!!"
Once an insult, now the chant of salvation.
Good laughed, raising his flaming fists high. "Everyone!! With me—tear them apart!!"
"YEAH!!!"
The battlefield erupted, the Marines following his charge.
But atop the watchtower, a lookout paled, voice breaking as he shouted:
"Ships! Unknown ships approaching from the distance!!"
A new force was entering the war.
(End of Chapter)
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