Chapter 86: One Slash to Sever the Meteor Shower, Shocking the Entire Battlefieldight!
The moment former Admiral Zephyr led his fleet into the battlefield, the atmosphere turned surreal.
Zephyr wasn't just any Admiral — he was the teacher.
Countless current Vice Admirals, Rear Admirals, and elite officers had once knelt before him as students.
His prestige inside the Marines surpassed even Sengoku and Garp in some ways.
Who in the entire organization didn't call him "Zephyr-sensei" with respect?
Fighting him felt wrong on a spiritual level.
Especially since he hadn't actually committed any atrocities yet.
Aside from Kizaru and a few high-ranking officers who understood the big picture, most regular Marines were frozen — guns shaking, unsure who to aim at.
"Teacher Zephyr… you really shouldn't be here~"
Kizaru sighed, genuinely tired.
He could've sat this one out and let Akainu handle the old man.
Now? Even when Akainu arrived, Kizaru would probably be ordered to fight his former teacher.
Dirty work.
But fine — old, injured Zephyr was still easier than monster Rok.
"Hahaha! Borsalino, no need to feel bad!"
Zephyr, purple hair, sunglasses, mechanical arm gleaming, laughed boldly.
"Let this old man see how much you've grown!"
Kizaru blinked.
Why did the old man look… twenty years younger today?
Burning with fighting spirit, no trace of age or injury.
Was it rage? Or excitement for the Neo Marines?
Didn't matter.
Old men from a dead era weren't threats.
Meanwhile, on a nearby island, a bird-man in an News Coo uniform and his crew frantically filmed everything with high-tech Den Den Mushi.
World-shaking scoop incoming.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Zephyr's fleet didn't attack first.
Under Akainu's remote orders, Kizaru's fleet opened fire on Zephyr.
The hidden reporters captured every frame.
Momousagi + Zephyr struck back in perfect coordination.
Two more Marine battleships sank in minutes. Bodies floated across the blood-red sea.
Rok watched silently.
War always fed death.
And death fed him.
After weeks of training, he now fully understood the true depth of the Mythical Zoan: Death God Fruit.
It wasn't just a counter to soul-type fruits.
Its raw destructive power rivaled — maybe even surpassed — the Thunder God form.
"Look at the sky!!"
"No!! Admiral Akainu — we're still down here!!"
Crimson light bathed the ocean.
Thousands of massive magma meteors screamed down from the heavens.
Ryusei Kazan — Meteor Volcano!
Bigger, denser, and deadlier than ever before.
Akainu hadn't even arrived yet — and he was already willing to sacrifice his own fleet to kill Rok and Zephyr.
"Damn you, Sakazuki!! You'd throw away an entire fleet just to get us?!"
Zephyr snarled, cold sweat on his brow.
Kizaru shrugged helplessly.
"Nothing I can do~ Orders are orders."
Some Marines finally broke.
"We're dying for nothing?! This isn't justice!!"
They were willing to die for the cause.
Not to be discarded like trash.
Even Momousagi's and Zephyr's people panicked.
This attack could erase a medium-sized nation from the map.
Total annihilation.
Then —
A flash of crimson lightning in the sky.
Rok rose into the air.
Drew his named blade.
One circular blood-red slash.
HUMMMMMMM——
The slash expanded a thousandfold in an instant — a colossal ring of crimson death that swept upward.
Every single magma meteor it touched?
Obliterated.
In less than ten seconds,
the apocalyptic meteor shower that blotted out the sun…
was gone.
Only the lingering crimson glow painted the horizon.
Dead silence.
Regular soldiers — mouths open, brains broken.
Kizaru — eyes wide, lazy mask shattered.
Zephyr and Momousagi — pride and awe shining in their eyes.
One slash.
One slash erased Akainu's ultimate attack.
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