Chapter 470: Madara's Arrogance, Katakuri's Strength
"Hahaha!"
The laughter arrived before the person.
A bold, heroic laugh echoed, and a figure burst through the fierce wind, speeding toward the scene.
He landed heavily on the ice layer created by Freezing Tide President Frobes.
Whoosh!
His clothes fluttered in the wind.
"You boys seem to be in trouble!" he said, flashing two rows of dazzling teeth.
All the presidents present gazed solemnly at the uninvited guest—Marine hero Garp.
"Marine Garp has arrived. It seems our alliance is in jeopardy." Badisha said bluntly, eyeing Garp, who stood with arms crossed, looking imposing.
Hearing Badisha's words, the others remained silent, but Tesoro spoke up.
"It is too early to say that. Whether we secure these two mythical beasts or not does not matter."
"But I believe there is still room for us to unite in the upcoming Mythical Beast Conference."
Tesoro's words made everyone pause and nod in agreement.
Only Garp, arms still crossed, felt slighted.
He had struck a grand pose, yet the group before him merely chatted among themselves.
Were today's youngsters so discourteous?
Fortunately, Morgans' voice gave Garp a close-up.
"Kuwahahaha… What a majestic entrance!"
"Dear viewers, after many twists, Marine hero Garp has arrived at the battle scene."
"Many forces are gradually approaching this area."
"Let us anticipate how events will unfold next."
Those present were immune to Morgans' chatter.
He had been prattling non-stop earlier.
But they had tuned him out.
Even now, his words were ignored.
The pressing matter was Garp's arrival, and they needed to decide quickly.
Powerful figures were approaching steadily.
Should they continue fighting or step back to seize opportunities in the chaos?
Tesoro fixed his gaze on Garp.
"Marine hero Garp, your fame precedes you."
"Then, Vice Admiral Garp, let us make a deal. How about we leave the mythical beast Water Crocodile to you, the Marines?"
"In exchange, we take the other mythical beast, the Lucky Cat."
Hearing Tesoro's offer, Garp's mouth twitched slightly.
"What a clever lad. No need for flattery."
"I am not here to negotiate. I will be clear—I want the Lucky Cat."
"As for the Treasure Water Crocodile, you can have it!" he added, casually picking his nose.
On his way, Garp had received a call from Sengoku, instructing him to secure the Lucky Cat.
It would ease the Marines' financial strain.
Why the Lucky Cat and not the Water Crocodile? Sengoku preferred certainty.
The Lucky Cat's value was clear, with Lucky Gold proven by the market.
Morgans' information about the Water Crocodile was vague, potentially misleading.
For safety, Sengoku chose the Lucky Cat.
Garp followed Sengoku's orders.
Hearing Garp's words, the faces of those on the ice grew grave.
But they were powerless.
Garp was not alone.
His warship was accompanied by another, with a prominent Marine figure aboard.
More crucially, a ship adorned with golden patterns sailed nearby.
It belonged to the Sister Sword Guild, renowned worldwide.
Led by female swordsmen, it was adored by countless women globally.
It also had a large male fanbase.
A strong, beautiful female swordsman was a sure draw for men.
Just as a man's gentleness attracted women, a woman's strength captivated men.
This blend of strength and grace was life's pursuit of perfect balance.
Thus, the Sister Sword Guild enjoyed immense popularity worldwide.
Beyond fame, a crown-level hunter with demigod combat power added immense pressure.
Tesoro and the others were unsure if the Juggernaut was on that ship.
Thus, they avoided clashing with Garp.
They wanted to resolve this quickly.
A crocodile was better than nothing, if the process went smoothly.
The presidents exchanged glances and reached a swift decision.
"Very well, it is settled." Tesoro said, agreeing.
As he spoke, Garp ignored him, his gaze shifting upward.
Whoosh!
Boom!
A figure plummeted from the sky.
It struck the surrounding ice, producing a loud crash.
Bang!
The ice shattered, seawater seeping through.
Yet the figure did not sink, standing firm on the sea.
Garp's expression turned serious as he observed the newcomer.
"Uchiha Madara!" he muttered.
"Kuwahahaha… Dear viewers and contestants, a surprise has descended from the heavens!" Morgans exclaimed.
"Let me introduce this man—Uchiha Madara, a rising star."
"In recent days, he has defeated numerous pirates worth hundreds of millions of Berries and powerful magic pattern users. Most notably, he bested one of the Four Emperors."
"In just days, his fame has swept the world like a tornado. He is a jaw-dropping figure."
During Morgans' introduction, three pirate ships broke through the Sea Kings' blockade, sailing side by side.
The pirates aboard looked grim.
Morgans was talking about their captain.
These were members of the Big Mom Pirates.
"Mama was just careless. That loudmouth Morgans always spews nonsense." Oven grumbled.
On the lead ship, Oven, hot-tempered, could not help but curse Morgans.
"No need to deny it. Mama's carelessness was her own fault." a firm voice said beside Oven.
"You cannot progress by deceiving yourself."
Hearing this, Oven ceased his complaints.
He looked at the speaker, the pirate leader, with admiration.
Clad in a bold black metal style, with black jeans and a white scarf tied like a flower, stood Charlotte Katakuri, with a bounty of 3.4 billion Berries.
His strength surpassed their Mama's.
This conclusion stemmed from his record of handling their Mama's bouts of hypochondria multiple times.
Beyond his formidable strength, he possessed a terrifying ability.
A power granted by the Extremely Evil God.
"Did that man actually reach the scene?" Daifuku asked.
Beside Oven, Daifuku gazed solemnly at the man who fell from the sky—Uchiha Madara.
Was he here to seize the mythical beasts?
No matter! He had defeated their Mama!
Let Katakuri restore the Big Mom Pirates' reputation.
With his teleportation-like ability, Daifuku believed Katakuri would triumph.
At the Mythical Beast scene, Garp and the Magic Pattern Guild presidents stared at Uchiha Madara, who had suddenly appeared.
In their surprised gazes, Madara crossed his arms, grinned, and spoke with a condescending tone.
"I want these mythical beasts. If you want them, try to get past me!" he declared.
(End of Chapter)