123. The King Of The World's Kill Order! Terrible Im!

In the Holy Land of Mariejois, in Pangaea City.

At an ordinary table beneath the Void Throne, faintly illuminated.

Two wanted posters lie beneath a chilling dagger.

[WANTED Shanks 500,000,000 , dead or alive]

[WANTED Vivi 100,000,000 , dead or alive]

On the battlefield of Marineford.

The ground trembles as Whitebeard and Al's clash of Conqueror's Haki shatters the field.

The sheer force threatens to tear the island apart, sinking it inches beneath the waves.

Yet, the duel between Whitebeard and Al shows no signs of stopping.

Al, sensing his strength surging during the battle, couldn't resist the opportunity to sharpen his skills further.

Thanks to Tom's enchanted chalk, the Al Pirates' power seems to have no limits.

While it doesn't require traditional training, their strength steadily climbs over time.

However, this process takes years—ranging from as little as five or six to as much as 20 or 30, or even longer.

In an era of constant upheaval, the world undergoes major shifts regularly.

Even within half a year, significant changes ripple across the globe. Waiting five or six years is too lengthy.

Moreover, since the Summit War, the Al Pirates have gained notoriety, becoming a thorn in the side of many influential figures.

As the saying goes, a tall tree catches the wind!

In this chaotic era, walking alone without strong support is impossible.

After the war, it's no surprise that multiple factions seek to eliminate the Al Pirates.

The alliance between the World Government and pirates to eradicate powerful pirate crews has led to numerous confrontations.

Therefore, the battle with Whitebeard cannot end here for Al.

As for Whitebeard, he's also angered by the clash with Al.

Now that Ace has been rescued, he has no qualms about teaching this insolent youngster a lesson!

Whitebeard, the strongest man in the world!

How could he tolerate a rookie, barely a year into his pirate career, tarnishing his reputation?

Even if his strength isn't what it used to be, not just anyone can challenge him.

Furthermore, Whitebeard's influence extends across the New World, protecting countless islands from other pirate threats.

If he were to fall in a battle against Al, his esteemed name would suffer greatly.

It's akin to the butterfly effect.

A skirmish between Whitebeard and Al may seem insignificant, but its repercussions are profound!

As the clash between Al and Whitebeard reached its climax, another explosion echoed!

The aftermath of this battle surpassed the last, with a wider impact radius.

Waves rippled through the sea for a hundred miles, while the sky churned with a massive tornado from the lingering energy.

Even Marineford itself sank by a meter in an instant.

The intense tremors struck fear into the hearts of many.

Whitebeard and Al were pushed back 100 meters, leaving behind two striking chasms on the battlefield.

In this moment, Whitebeard's grip on Murakumogiri trembled violently, and his breath became erratic.

Al wasn't feeling his best either; sweat dripped down his forehead. But despite this, his eyes blazed with determination!

It was his first time facing such a formidable opponent solely on his own strength, and it was clear that Al hadn't fully adjusted.

Moreover, boosting strength during combat also heightened physical exhaustion, but...

"I haven't reached my limit yet!"

Al snarled, his aura surging once more, enveloping Oto and Kogarashi in a dazzling red light!

Sensing Al's increasingly formidable presence, Whitebeard tightened his grip on Murakumogiri and launched another attack!

Garp sat cross-legged on the execution platform, his gaze fixed on the impending clash with profound insight.

"If these two fight to the bitter end..."

"Whitebeard will ultimately fall!"

"Newgate..."

"You're showing your age!"

Tsuru, beside him, seemed to grasp the situation and chimed in:

"Indeed!"

"Whitebeard's power is undeniable, but he's undeniably aged!"

"If he were five years younger, it would be Al, the rookie who's currently causing a stir, locked in a fierce battle!"

"A relic of the past..."

As Tsuru spoke, she suddenly paused, a hint of fear in her eyes as she continued:

"But..."

"That man called Al is truly a monster. To enhance his strength in the midst of such intense combat..."

"It appears our Marines will confront an extraordinary adversary in the future!"

While Garp conversed with Tsuru, Kuzan's voice, slightly disjointed, cut in from behind:

"Hey, aren't you two going after Fire Fist Ace?"

"Kuzan?"

"Mr. Garp, no need to be so surprised. I was sent flying just a moment ago, and it's too late to pursue him now."

As he spoke, Aokiji naturally settled beside the two, appearing rather pleased.

Meanwhile, Sengoku, in hot pursuit of Al through the air, glanced at the trio observing Whitebeard and Ace's confrontation on the execution platform, his expression darkening.

"Those three rascals!"

Sengoku clenched his teeth, cursing inwardly as veins bulged on his clenched fists. He spoke angrily:

"Kaido, surrender Portgas D. Ace!"

Kaido, intent on confrontation, wasted no time. He swiftly cast Yamato and Ace aside before assuming his human form, wielding a mace as he charged at Sengoku with fervent combat spirit!

This grand battle couldn't end without a proper clash!

After all, Kaido's primary purpose for being here was to engage in combat!

With a hearty laugh, Kaido brandished his mace and surged towards Sengoku:

"The timing couldn't be better! Let me wreak havoc!"

Yamato, plummeting rapidly, watched the unfolding scene of one against five...

There was a hint of envy in Yamato's eyes, perhaps sensing the potent fighting spirit. Ace, catching onto this, grinned:

"In the future, you'll definitely have your chance..."

Before Ace could finish his sentence, Kaido's colossal form was sent flying by the combined efforts of Sengoku, Zephyr, Kizaru, Momousagi, and Chaton, creating a massive crater in the battlefield!

Ace hesitated to speak, and a solemn silence fell between them.

Shortly after, just as they were about to touch ground, Marco swooped in like a phoenix, scooping them up and swiftly heading towards the Marine ship that Blackbeard aimed to seize first on the coastline!

Simultaneously, as Marco successfully rescues Yamato and Ace...

The third clash between Al and Whitebeard unfolds. Al's twin blades, aglow with dazzling red light, collide fiercely with Whitebeard's Murakumogiri, unleashing a shockwave even more terrifying than before!

Countless sandstones are swept up, and Marineford trembles. Simultaneously, a massive tsunami propels Marco's ship and others away from the battlefield!

Python-like bolts of crimson lightning further rend the sky, widening its cracks.

The Black Pearl, suspended in the air, is also swept away from the battlefield by the powerful currents.

Watching the figure amidst the chaos of war, Nami and the others can't help but sweat for Al!

Only individuals like Tom remained seemingly indifferent amidst the chaos.

He casually supported the wall with one hand while holding a chicken leg in the other, appearing nonchalant as he observed the ongoing battle.

Red-Haired Shanks and Mihawk once again raised their weapons to fend off the devastating aftermath, their brows furrowed in concentration.

Observing Al and Whitebeard's stances, it became evident that if the battle persisted, Marineford would be swallowed by the sea.

"Boss, did you sense anything unusual?"

Beckman gazed solemnly at the clash between Whitebeard and Al, his tone grave.

Shanks nodded thoughtfully. It was evident to him that Whitebeard's prowess in this battle was diminished from its former glory.

Furthermore, it was clear from the current situation that Al's aura faintly surpassed Whitebeard's, and it continued to surge.

"We need to intervene. If we allow this to persist, Whitebeard will suffer grave injuries," Shanks concluded inwardly.

Recalling the moment when he urged Whitebeard not to pursue Ace after Blackbeard, Shanks couldn't help but sense Whitebeard's weakened state, even compared to his prime.

"Boss, there seems to be something amiss with Whitebeard's condition," Beckman remarked urgently. "If another collision of this magnitude occurs, Whitebeard may not survive this battlefield."

Shanks gripped Gryphon tightly, a resolute gleam in his eyes. He was determined to put an end to this conflict if it meant preventing Whitebeard's demise.

The ramifications of Whitebeard's death would be catastrophic. The islands under his protection would inevitably plunge into turmoil. The delicate global balance that had been maintained would crumble in the wake of Whitebeard's passing.

This is troubling news for the trailblazer of the new era he had chosen!

Amidst the battle, Al also sensed Whitebeard's struggles.

With this in mind, Al decided not to prolong the fight with the veteran pirate but to act swiftly.

Given his current physical state, engaging in such a high-intensity battle and power-up would place an immense strain on his body.

Though Al was confident he could defeat Whitebeard if he persisted, doing so would lead to his own collapse. In this battlefield fraught with peril, such recklessness would be tantamount to inviting disaster.

As Al exerted himself to the fullest, Whitebeard, too, gritted his teeth and pushed his strength to its limits.

The aura of the two surged to a terrifying peak in an instant, instilling fear in countless onlookers.

Shanks furrowed his brow deeply, and Gryphon in his hand shimmered with a brilliant red light.

Meanwhile, Im, situated far away in Pangaea City, retrieved the dagger lodged between the two reward posters on the table beside the Void Throne. HIs red eyes gazed coldly towards Marineford.

"Those who disrupt the world's balance..."

"Must be dealt with decisively!"

As Im spoke, his form vanished from the Void Throne, reappearing instantly in the skies above Mariejois's Pangaea City.

With unsteady steps, he moved towards the epicenter of the battle between Marineford, Al, and Whitebeard, extending his finger...

On the main battlefield of Marineford, just as Shanks was preparing to act, the sky darkened with ominous clouds, lightning crackling and thunder booming, capturing everyone's focus.

A rare look of tension crossed Bullet's face as he exclaimed:

"What... what's happening?!"

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