Last resort

While the devil was seething in hate and anger. Sengoku, Garp, and the other two admirals who had already taken Akainu to receive medical care earlier, run at the devil's direction and took that moment when it was distracted to attack it.

"Who do you think you are, to hurt one of us?" Sengoku who was already in his transformed form yelled as he thrust his palm in an attack releasing a shockwave.

The devil had no time to think before it was embedded into the ground by the huge force coming from Sengoku's palm.

As soon as the devil got his bearings back he felt his hands and legs getting iced, and turned to look for the source. He found Aokiji who was using his powers to incase him in ice.

Then when he almost froze Kizaru attacked with his light fruit trying to carve holes through his body.

But sadly for them, the demon's body was strong. Much stronger than they were expecting. After all, even whitebeard's blow barely fractured his armor. And Whitebeard was known for his destructive attacks.

The light spheres did nothing to him besides shattering the ice around him. He then slowly got up from the ground and made a move as he vanished before they could even blink.

Suddenly from the side of Aokiji, he appeared swinging his claw at his head, in an attack that would definitely kill him. His eyes taking malicious ecstasy at killing him.

But someone disagreed with that.

As soon as the devil had moved Ian had followed him, and then when the attack almost hit Aokiji, Ian stopped it with his spear as he stood in front of him.

The old man Whitebeard took his chance too as he closed in on him with his weapon swung in an arc, making the devil hurriedly dodge lest he suffers another serious injury.

But where it dodged, Garp was ready with a black looking cocked arm that punched it through the ground as it kept being thrown for a huge distance.

Right now it knew that it had to run or it will die. It shouldn't have been hasty, and it should have waited for its siblings to awaken completely before making a move. And now if it didn't run it would die. It didn't care about that as much as it wanted to tell its siblings about the danger that would result from Ian. But if it died it won't be able to tell them…

"AHHHH" With a yell bone spikes appeared from its back and hands. It kicked the ground as hard as it could and jumped at the weakest link of this fight.

Aokiji. The guy was strong that was true. But only due to his fruit. When his fruit is not working he would be the weakest in the group of the admirals.

And as they had it trapped in a ring, it wanted to make a path and escape.

But the rest didn't let it do as it pleased. They attacked as soon as the devil moved. With each person delivering a devastating attack from a different side.

And just like this, attacks were made, with the devil trying to run but each time failing and taking more injuries. By the time twenty minutes had passed, the devil had lost an arm, courtesy of one Ian Louis, and was kneeling from the tiredness and injuries… no energy left in it to do anything else.

All it could do was glare at them with its red menacing eyes.

Ian was breathing heavily as he was injured with blood leaking from his wounds. Though none was life-threatening. He was tired because of using his spear art…

Whitebeard too was breathing heavily though it was obvious he had the least amount of injuries. His fruit uses his stamina, and by now he was starting to get slower.

The marines' side was not any better… with Sengoku barely able to keep his form, Garp heaving with some shallow cuts, Aokiji having wounds all over his body and Kizaru a huge five claws wound on his chest…

From the moment all ganged up on the devil, it was pointless to try to run or fight anymore. Although the demon was strong as was proven with him able to take the attacks of six people as strong as it, while at the same time injuring them in the process, it still wasn't able to beat them.

And now it was struggling with a decision.

Ever since they had been created they had been but mindless beasts… but he and his siblings gained awareness and with it, this humanoid form… what it was struggling with was to revert back to that mindless form or not. As it was still not able to control that form yet unlike its older siblings!

Although it didn't mind dying, reviving would take years and years before it would be back. But if it reverted back to the mindless form now, there was a possibility it would regain its awareness much sooner than that. And when they had awoken this time, they had been told that the coming years would be important to them. So he could not afford to die this time.

Although this mindless form was stronger, due to its huge size, it was still in mindless state. Abbadon could only hope that it would run instead of acting stupid and staying here.

With a final nod to itself, and a hate-filled glared at all its assailants, it let go.

It let go, and started to revert to its original mindless form… Ian, Whitebeard, and co hurriedly jumped backward at the sudden transformation.

"What the heck is happening?" Sengoku yelled as he started to get nervous about this.

Ian gave him a look.

"While you hypocrites are still protecting the corrupt and killing the innocent and yelling justice here and there, this is what lurks in the shadows of the world. This is the real threat we face. And if it wasn't for Roger and Whitebeard who disposed of them the last time, perhaps their plans would have already worked." Ian said.

While Whitebeard at the side just shook his head. He knew that nothing would change even if Ian had said that.

Sengoku flared up at being called a hypocrite. But he knew who Ian meant by the corrupt, so he just ignored him as he refocused on the transforming abomination in front of him. Meanwhile, Garp just closed his eyes painfully, he himself didn't like the so-called corrupt any more than Ian did.

Suddenly an inhuman form appeared as the devil finally transformed completely and roared at the sky.