bookbashuk Chapter 214 A Triumphant Return: Let's Find More Heroic Spirits!
Chapter 214 A Triumphant Return: Let's Find More Heroic Spirits!
Chapter 214 A Triumphant Return: Let's Find More Heroic Spirits!
The chaotic battle in the Devil's Triangle was completely disrupted by the arrival of four heroic spirits from the old era, with violent energy tearing through the thick fog and the sea.
Despite his bravery, Garp was no match for Ganzi's swordsmanship, which combined poisonous mist with unpredictable movements, and Blackbeard's constant harassment from a distance. The naval hero was like a lion trapped in a thicket of thorns.
His iron fists remained fierce and unparalleled, each strike carrying the force to shatter mountains, dispersing the poisonous fog of Ganzi.
But his signature dog-head jacket was torn, and there were several fine bloodstains on his chest and arms. His breathing was also heavier.
The passage of time and the repeated attrition from numerous formidable adversaries have ultimately left their mark on him.
The situation is even more dire for the blue pheasant.
Every clash with Gilbasda sent a tearing pain through the wound on his waist. The injury left by Columbus's strangely powerful strikes could not be completely ignored by simple elementalization.
His freezing speed seemed to have slowed down a bit, and the condensed ice spear was not as crystal clear and solid as it had been at the beginning.
Under the relentless, storm-like attacks of Kilbada and the occasional, cunning bullets fired by Captain John, the ice defenses he had constructed were constantly shrinking and crumbling.
Under Captain John's ruthless and experienced attacks, Doflamingo had long lost his usual composure.
His wild smile was replaced by clenched teeth; the tough spiderweb wall was torn apart by the bloody longsword; and the sharp five-colored lines were deflected by the opponent with even greater domineering aura and combat experience.
He was like a moth caught in a spider's web; though he struggled, he was firmly suppressed, and defeat seemed to be only a matter of time.
The battle between Hawkeye and Ryoma entered another dimension.
The two were completely absorbed, their eyes fixed only on each other and the knife in their hands.
The clash between the black sword Yoru and the famous sword Shusui is no longer a simple metallic clang, but a dialogue between two ultimate sword styles.
Each clash not only sparks, but also black rifts that cleave the void and a desolate sword intent that annihilates all things.
The thick fog around them was completely cleared, and the seawater was divided by the invisible pressure of the sword, forming a brief vacuum zone.
This duel is one that no one can or dares to disrupt.
Assassin Sasaki Kojiro's figure was as fleeting as falling cherry blossoms, and he tried several times to use the secret sword Swallow Return to cut into the main battlefield to help Garp or Aokiji out of trouble.
However, the count standing silently at the bow of the black-bearded ship merely followed with his gaze, occasionally flicking his finger.
A subtle yet extremely refined dark ray struck first, precisely hitting the weakest point in Kojiro's sword technique, forcing him to withdraw his sword and defend himself, causing his movement to be repeatedly thwarted.
This was not a crushing defeat in terms of strength, but an absolute difference in their levels of understanding, which made Kojiro feel powerless and unable to overcome the gap.
Caster Shakespeare, on the other hand, was completely absorbed in this chaotic epic. He hid behind an ice floe, his quill flying wildly, the script turning pages automatically, recording every detail.
"Oh! Behold the twilight of heroes! The arrogance of conquerors! The shadow of betrayal spreads beneath the glory of yesteryear! This is a rhapsody of intertwined destinies!"
His Noble Phantasm power diffused invisibly, not through direct manipulation, but like background music, amplifying the emotions of everyone on the battlefield.
Garp's anger, Aokiji's resilience, Blackbeard's greed, and the Heroic Spirits' ferocity—all added to the madness of this chaotic battle.
Just as Aokiji was slowed down by the intense pain from his wounds, and Gilbasda's giant battle axe was about to strike!
A glint flashed in Shakespeare's eyes, and he abruptly pointed his pen at Gilbasda, reciting in a low voice.
"Warrior, do you remember the forgotten oaths and loneliness beneath your glorious armor? And the forgotten promises!"
An invisible ripple of mental energy instantly struck Kilbada.
His massive body shuddered violently, his axe-wielding motion froze fatally, and a look of bewilderment and pain flashed in his eyes beneath his helmet, as if some deep-seated memory had been awakened.
That fleeting opening was enough for a general!
"Ice Age, Sealed Off!"
Despite the excruciating pain, Aokiji seized this fleeting opportunity, abandoned the large-scale freezing, compressed all the freezing air to the extreme, and slammed his palms hard onto the ice surface!
A thin beam of ice-blue light shot out from the ice surface in an instant, not to attack Gilbasda's body, but to precisely wrap around the handle of his huge battle axe and rapidly spread to the joints of his arms!
Click!Click!
The biting cold rushed in, and Gilbasda's arms, along with his giant axe, were completely frozen by a thick layer of ice that shimmered with a ghostly blue light.
The heavy ice completely froze him, and he let out an angry, muffled roar.
"What?!" Ganzi, who was locked in combat with Kapu, saw this and a look of surprise flashed across his sinister face, causing him to slow down his attack.
"A great opportunity!" Garp was a man of immense combat experience.
He roared, and his domineering aura, like a volcanic eruption, condensed into his right fist, which seemed to transform into a black hole that devoured light.
"Fist Bone - Meteor Sinks into the Sea!"
The punch was no longer a fierce impact, but carried a heavy, crushing will, and the space itself seemed to distort under this punch!
Ganzi dared not take the blow head-on, and retreated hastily. He used his long sword to create several barriers of poisonous mist in an attempt to block the attack, but they were crushed by the powerful punch. His blood and qi surged from the shock, and he was sent flying backward.
The balance of the battlefield was slightly regained by this unexpected cooperation.
"That damned poet! Just as despicable as Doflamingo!"
Enraged at the sight, Blackbeard condensed darkness into a ball in his hand, ready to hurl it at Shakespeare.
"That's enough, Teach."
The count, who had been silent all along, finally spoke again. His voice was not loud, but it instantly drowned out the noise of the battlefield.
He raised his hand, and an invisible force field stopped the black-bearded man's movement.
His gaze seemed to pierce through layers of space, looking beyond the thick fog, his deep voice carrying an undeniable authority.
"Our objective has been achieved. There's no need to pursue anything further. The navy's reinforcements have arrived, and continuing this entanglement will be of no benefit to us."
As if to prove his words, at the end of the sky.
A golden light flashed continuously at a speed beyond the reach of sight, approaching as if teleported, and its dazzling light even began to dispel some of the thick fog.
Marine Admiral Kizaru Borsalino has finally arrived!
At the same time, another familiar and heroic aura emerged from another direction, accompanied by the roar of the dog-headed warship cutting through the waves.
A large number of naval vessels arrived to provide support, following the earth-shattering battle waves.
Blackbeard's expression changed instantly. He glanced at Gilbasda, who was temporarily frozen, then at Captain John and Ganzi, who had the upper hand but were unable to completely defeat their opponents for the time being, and Ryoma, who was still fighting fiercely with Hawkeye.
He knew that once he was entangled with the naval admirals and the main fleet, the enemy had too many top-level combat forces. Even with these heroic spirits, he would definitely be caught in a tough battle, and might even be caught off guard and lose his life.
"Zehahaha!!!" The black-bearded man suddenly let out a signature maniacal laugh, forcibly suppressing his resentment and attracting everyone's attention.
"Garp! Hawkeye! And everyone in the Navy! That's enough for now! I have enough materials and Servants!"
He stomped his foot, and the altar beneath his feet, which had been emanating an ominous aura, once again burst forth with a strong, eerie light. A forceful suction, with a binding force, acted upon the four summoned heroic spirits.
"The feast is not over yet, return, my warriors!"
Captain John snorted coldly, seemingly somewhat displeased, but after glancing in the Earl's direction, he transformed into a streak of purple light and was withdrawn.
Ganzi's eyes flashed, still filled with lingering killing intent, before he too vanished in a streak of light.
Gilbasda, along with the giant ice on his arm, was forcibly pulled back to the altar in a twisting motion.
Only Ryoma, after his final clash with Hawkeye, unleashing the most dazzling sword light, gradually faded and dissipated into the void as if he had never existed, as if he had completed his mission.
"Trying to run away?! Explain yourself! What happened to Luffy?!"
Garp roared and used Moonwalk to give chase, but a tingling sensation in his waist reminded him of the enormous energy he had expended.
"Grandpa! Calm down!" Aokiji knelt on one knee on the ice, his face as pale as paper, the wound on his waist completely reopened due to the final burst of energy.
Blood gushed out, staining a large area of the ice beneath him red, and his voice was weak.
"Their target—is not just Moria—we cannot rashly venture in—"
As soon as he finished speaking, Kizaru's figure condensed on the ice like a particle of light.
He glanced at the retreating Blackbeard fleet, then at the heavily injured Aokiji and the exhausted Garp, and habitually pursed his lips.
"Wow~ That's really scary~ They run so fast."
He did not immediately pursue them, as his duty during the Warring States period required him to prioritize the safety of his colleagues.
Under the cover of the dark veil that the Earl released, which seemed to writhe like living creatures, the Blackbeard fleet began to turn rapidly and head deeper into the fog.
Rider Christopher Columbus stood at the stern, waving his Noble Phantasm banner with triumphant confidence, and laughed loudly.
"Ha ha ha! The sea route to the New World and endless treasures has been opened once again by me, Christopher Columbus!"
"I look forward to our next reunion, which will surely bring even more surprises! The banner of starlight's pioneering spirit!"
The Noble Phantasm shone brightly, and the Blackbeard fleet's speed suddenly increased, like an arrow released from a bow, quickly merging into the seemingly boundless depths of the thick fog and disappearing from sight.
Hawkeye Mihawk slowly sheathed his black sword, Night, with a crisp click.
He gazed in the direction where Longma had disappeared, the burning fighting spirit in his eyes slowly subsiding, replaced by a deep contemplation, as if savoring every detail of that peak sword duel just now.
Assassin Sasaki Kojiro appeared silently beside him, like his shadow.
Caster Shakespeare closed his seemingly endless play with a satisfied smile.
Doflamingo's face was so dark it looked like it could be wrung out of water. He looked at the chaotic battlefield, the missing Blackbeard, and the large number of marines who had arrived.
His anger and humiliation reached their peak.
Hawkeye shook his head at him: "That's it. You said we have other things to do. There's plenty of time with Blackbeard."
In the end, Doflamingo snorted coldly, not even bothering to utter a harsh word. He activated his String-String Fruit power, his figure soaring into the air, and disappeared into the mist in a few flashes.
He remembered the humiliation he suffered today.
Hawkeye looked at Moria: "If you don't want to be caught and sent to Impel Down, come with us."
"Take your men with you, but don't even think about taking the ship or anything inside."
As he spoke, his gaze swept over Perona and the others, as well as the large zombie army.
Blackbeard merely used the zombie army as a relic; he didn't take it. But now he has no choice but to abandon it.
Moonlight Moria looked at his terrifying three-masted ship, riddled with gaping holes and billowing black smoke, and at his most important collection rooms, and let out a mournful howl that was so shrill it was inhuman.
The trump cards he painstakingly accumulated not only failed to help him dominate, but instead became an asset to his enemies and destroyed his stronghold!
Overwhelmed by immense frustration and fear, he could no longer care about anything else.
At this moment, Hawkeye was like his last lifeline. He activated his ability and slowly sank like a wounded whale, following Hawkeye as he fled in panic into the depths of the fog, just to get away from this place of trouble.
After the navy arrived one after another, only broken ice floes, billowing smoke, and lingering fog remained on the sea, bearing witness to the tragedy that had just occurred.
But all the survivors clearly realized that this was by no means the end, but rather the prelude to a massive storm that would shake the very foundations of the world.
Naval Headquarters.
Fleet Admiral Sengoku put down the Den Den Mushi, which was used for encrypted communication by Kizaru, his face as gloomy as the sky before a storm.
Inside the office, the atmosphere was heavy among Staff Officer Tsuru, as well as General Candidates Momousagi and Chaton, who had just been urgently recalled.
"The situation is confirmed." Sengoku's voice carried suppressed anger and a hint of barely perceptible fatigue.
"Kuzan is seriously injured and needs urgent treatment, leaving him without top-tier combat power for the time being. Garp is also exhausted and needs rest."
"Blackbeard Teach has successfully summoned and controlled at least four Heroic Spirits, three of whom are Captain John, the smuggling pirate Ganzi, and Gilbasda, all members of the Rocks Pirates —"
"And his own heroic count in the war—his true identity is probably—"
Just as Zhan Guo was about to say that name, he suddenly stopped.
"Power assessment — unfathomable, suspected of possessing dark power beyond conventional understanding."
"Their ultimate target is most likely Arjuna the Avenger, who is being held in strict custody by headquarters."
Staff Officer Crane calmly added, "Polsalino judged that a forced pursuit was too risky, and given the unique environment of the Devil's Triangle, prioritizing the safety of the wounded was the right choice."
"Furthermore, according to cross-analysis of intelligence, the summoning technique used by Blackbeard is not similar to that of the Holy Grail War of the former Dilt."
"Does this mean that Blackbeard might have stolen some kind of technology belonging to Dilt?"
Momousagi frowned, sensing the seriousness of the situation.
Zhan Guo slammed his hand on the table, stood up, and a resolute glint flashed in his eyes.
"Order the Science Force to establish a top-priority project team, personally led by Dr. Vegapunk!"
Sengoku looked at the officer in charge of liaising with the scientific unit.
"I don't care what methods they use, we must thoroughly investigate the contestants and the secret of that Command Seal. There are quite a few people on the sea with the crimson mark, but most of them have not summoned their Heroic Spirits."
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"We need to know all this—we need this intelligence!"
"Then—what about Luffy and his crew?" Chaton asked, scratching his head.
"According to the last intelligence from the G-8 branch, they have left the Sky Island and are heading towards the Devil's Triangle."
Sengoku remained silent for a moment, his gaze sweeping over the huge world map on the office wall, before finally speaking in a deep voice.
"Send orders to G-1, G-5, and all naval bases located in the waters surrounding the Devil's Triangle to raise the alert level to the highest level and closely monitor the Straw Hat crew's movements."
"However—we will not intercept them for now. They are not considered a threat."
Amidst the somewhat astonished gazes of the crowd, Sengoku slowly explained.
"Blackbeard and the Heroic Spirits he controls are currently the most direct and dangerous threat. The Straw Hat crew—sometimes, chaos can create the opportunities we need. And—"
He paused, then didn't continue. Perhaps deep down, he thought of Garp's grandson.
That kid who keeps creating miracles might actually bring some unexpected changes.
"That's it! Oh, by the way—the code names for the two new generals have been decided."
"They are Fujitora and Green Bull."