"To actually let this guy run out. It seems that today is going to be troublesome again." Kizaru said with a helpless expression.
Aokiji also frowned. Back then, he had personally escorted Akira to Impel Down. He didn't expect that he would actually escape.
Akainu's expression was even more gloomy. Among the three admirals, he was the one who held the deepest resentment towards Akira. Back then, he had strongly advocated killing Akira, but he hadn't succeeded. Now that he saw Akira escape, he felt very regretful in his heart.
Akira turned his head to look behind him, smiled slightly in the direction of Whitebeard, and said, "Pops, long time no see."
"Gurararara..."
Whitebeard laughed excitedly, saying, "You brat, you're not dead yet!"
Akira smiled and said, "Someone like me can live for at least another hundred years, right, Marco?"
Marco, flying in the air, looked at Akira and also said with a smile, "It's more than a hundred years. I think a bastard like you can't die even in a thousand years. We even had Thatch go to find you. I didn't expect you to actually come out on your own."
While Akira and the others were talking, Crocodile suddenly rushed towards Whitebeard. Seeing his action, Akira didn't stop him at all. Instead, Luffy, who was on the side, quickly followed Crocodile.
"Bang!"
Crocodile's sneak attack was blocked by Luffy. Seeing Luffy's actions, Akira said to Whitebeard, "Pops, that kid is Ace's brother. I was able to escape this time entirely thanks to him. Take care of him."
After saying that, Akira ignored Whitebeard and Luffy, and suddenly smiled at the location where Sengoku and the others were. Looking at Sengoku, he said, "Fleet Admiral Sengoku, you locked me up for ten years. Shouldn't I thank you properly?"
Sengoku said coldly, "Locking you up for ten years was still light. This time, we will completely crush you."
Akira said, "You want to kill me? You've already missed the best opportunity. Now, it's my turn to 'repay' you."
"Arrogant child!" Sengoku shouted angrily, and then shouted at Jinbe, "Jinbe, have you decided to betray us?"
Jinbe said in a firm tone, "I don't want the position of Shichibukai anymore. Today, I will not let you succeed."
Sengoku said coldly, "Since that's the case, then don't blame me!"
Akira shouted, "Why say so much useless nonsense? I can already feel it summoning me! Woo..."
Suddenly, Akira let out a strange shout, and then shouted, "Come back!"
Under everyone's shocked gazes, a ray of light suddenly shot out from the direction of Navy Headquarters, passing through countless buildings, and then landed in Akira's hand.
"Old friend, it's been a long time. Did you miss me!"
Gently stroking the Death God Blade, Akira could feel the vibration and excitement coming from the Death God Blade. Not only did he miss the Death God Blade, but the Death God Blade, which hadn't been unsheathed for ten years, also missed him very much.
Seeing that Akira had summoned the Death God Blade, which had been sealed for ten years, with just a call, Sengoku and the others' expressions changed drastically. They had personally sealed this Death God Blade, taking many precautions.
However, the spirituality of this sword completely surpassed their imagination. It was actually able to respond to Akira's call and automatically fly into Akira's hand.
"How is that possible? What exactly is going on with that Death God Blade? How could a sword be so spiritual?" Sengoku exclaimed.
Garp was also very surprised. He said in a heavy tone, "We researched it for ten years and still haven't pulled it out, but that kid summoned it to his side with just a call. It seems that what he said is true. This sword is full of spirituality, and only he can use it."
Sengoku said angrily, "Now is not the time to say this! Letting him get that sword is extremely detrimental to us! Damn it! His threat is no weaker than Whitebeard! We absolutely cannot let him leave Navy Headquarters today."
How great Akira's threat was, Sengoku had already learned it more than twenty years ago. A ten-year-old kid dared to steal Roger's body in front of the world. What else was he afraid to do?
What was even more important was that he succeeded. Moreover, the things that Akira did later were extremely shocking every time. He had even broken into the World Government's Holy Land, Mary Geoise.
But what made Sengoku most afraid was Akira's potential. After every period of time, Akira would make great progress. Back then, he had sent the Navy's three admirals to chase and kill Akira, but not only did they not succeed, but it had made Akira become stronger and stronger. In the end, it had reached the point where they could only use various calculations to capture him.
However, that strategy could only be used once. Now that Akira had escaped, it was no longer realistic to capture him again. So, the best way now was to completely kill Akira in this war to eliminate future troubles.
"Death God Blade, that sword!"
Mihawk's eyes also changed when he saw the Death God Blade automatically fly into Akira's hand. His Black Blade Yoru was one of the only twelve Supreme Grade Swords in the world, but it was still just a sword. It didn't have any spirituality at all, and it couldn't possibly have the ability to automatically return when its master called it like the Death God Blade.
"It seems that even after ten years have passed, his swordsmanship shouldn't have declined at all."
If it were someone else, Mihawk would definitely think that their swordsmanship had declined after not practicing for ten years. But Akira was an exception, because Akira was different from ordinary swordsmen. His sword was connected to him, something that other swordsmen couldn't achieve.
Rambo was looking at Akira excitedly. The Death God Blade that he had been looking for for so long had actually come out on its own. With the Death God Blade, he no longer needed to worry about Akira.
"Akira-aniki, let me test your swordsmanship."
Hancock's eyes were sparkling with excitement, murmuring, "Akira-sama, you're the strongest."
Doflamingo, on the other hand, was looking at Akira with a gloomy face, saying coldly, "It's that sword. It's that person. Let's settle the hatred from back then together today, Death God."
Akainu, Aokiji, Kizaru, and others who had fought Akira were all looking at him. They all knew the importance of that Death God Blade to Akira. Only Akira with the Death God Blade was a true Death God.
"Minazuki!"
Akira pulled out his Zanpakuto, Minazuki. His body hadn't recovered yet, so he needed to use Minazuki to recover a bit.
"Descend, Minazuki!"
Under Akira's soft shout, the Minazuki in his hand suddenly transformed into a huge and flat one-eyed flying object. Then, Akira said to Jinbe, who was on the side, "Jinbe, guard me here. Don't let anyone disturb me. I need to recover quickly."
Jinbe immediately nodded in response, "No problem."
Akira nodded, and then that huge one-eyed monster swallowed him in one bite and floated in the air.
Many people on the battlefield had seen this scene. They were all looking at what had just happened with dumbfounded expressions. They had first witnessed the miracle of a sword being able to automatically fly back, and then they saw that the sword that had been pulled out had actually transformed into a one-eyed monster and had even swallowed its master. Was there such a bizarre thing?
"What's going on with that monster?"
Many people asked this question, but except for a few people, no one could answer their question.
Whitebeard suddenly shouted loudly, "Marco, send some people to Akira's place. He's healing himself. Don't let anyone disturb him."
Marco immediately responded, "I understand, Pops. No one will be able to disturb Akira."
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