Chapter 13
Luffy dashed forward, his fists a blur as he knocked out Marine soldiers with ease. His determination to reach Ace fueled his every move, making him unstoppable. However, his path was soon blocked by Dracule Mihawk, the greatest swordsman in the world.
Mihawk's eyes gleamed with interest as he stepped forward, drawing his black blade, Yoru. "Straw Hat Luffy," he said calmly, "I must admit, your resolve is impressive. But let's see if it can withstand my sword."
Luffy glared back, his fists clenched. "I don't have time for this! Get out of my way!"
[ Gear Second!! ]
Mihawk smiled slightly. "Very well, then. Come at me with everything you have."
The two clashed, Luffy's fists meeting Mihawk's sword in a flurry of powerful blows. Despite his strength and speed, Luffy found himself at a disadvantage against Mihawk's precise strikes. Each clash sent shockwaves through the battlefield, drawing the attention of the combatants around them.
"You're fast," Mihawk acknowledged, effortlessly parrying Luffy's attacks. "But speed alone isn't enough."
Luffy, panting slightly, gritted his teeth. "Gomu Gomu no Jet Pistol!" He launched his fist forward with incredible speed, aiming directly for Mihawk's chest.
Mihawk's eyes narrowed. With a swift motion, he sidestepped the attack, bringing his sword down in a powerful arc. Luffy barely managed to dodge, feeling the blade's wind rush past his cheek. "Damn it," Luffy muttered, realizing the gap in their skills.
Elsewhere, the battlefield was a cacophony of chaos. Marco the Phoenix clashed with Kizaru, their high-speed battle lighting up the sky. Marco's flames and Kizaru's light beams collided, creating bursts of energy that illuminated the area. Jozu, with his diamond-hard skin, bulldozed through waves of Marines, his sheer strength unmatched. Vista's swords danced, creating a whirlwind of petals and steel, effortlessly cutting down any Marine in his path.
Buggy and Mr. 3, meanwhile, had different priorities. They were desperately trying to escape, but their antics attracted a large group of prisoners who followed them, hoping for a chance to flee as well. This commotion drew the attention of the Marines, who quickly surrounded them, forcing Buggy and Mr. 3 into an unwilling battle.
"We're not fighting!" Buggy protested, trying to back away. "We just want to get out of here!"
The prisoners misunderstood Buggy's intentions, believing he was courageously leading them into battle. "As expected from Captain Buggy!" they cheered. "He's going to take on Whitebeard himself!"
Buggy's face turned pale. "What?! No, I'm not!"
"Don't be shy, Captain Buggy! We know you can win, so we are with you!" The prisoners responded happily.
Back on the main stage, Whitebeard and Sengoku locked eyes from across the battlefield. Both understood the stakes of this war and the price it could exact. Sengoku's mind raced with strategies to counter Whitebeard's overwhelming power, while Whitebeard remained resolute, his focus on rescuing Ace unwavering.
"Old man," Sengoku thought, "I won't let you have your way."
"Just wait a little longer, Ace," Whitebeard muttered to himself. "I'm coming."
Amidst the frenzy, Madara Uchiha sat on a piece of the broken ship, watching the chaos unfold with disinterest. His solitary presence caught the attention of two Marine soldiers who approached cautiously.
"Hey, you! Prisoner! You need to come with us!" one of the soldiers barked, hand on his weapon.
Madara didn't bother to look up. "Go play somewhere else," he replied dismissively.
The soldiers exchanged glances, then drew their weapons. "You don't get to choose," the second soldier said, stepping forward.
With a sigh, Madara raised his hand and struck the first soldier down with a backhanded slap, sending him crashing into the ice with a force that caused it to crack. The second soldier, now terrified, hesitated, but it was too late. The commotion had drawn more Marines, who quickly surrounded Madara.
"Are you serious?" Madara muttered, his tone filled with disdain. "You insects don't even know how to dance."
The chapter closed with the Marines tightening their circle around Madara, unaware of the true danger they faced. The battle at Marineford was far from over, and with Madara's patience wearing thin, the chaos was about to escalate even further.
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