Magellan's voice was low and hoarse, sounding especially heavy amidst the howling sea winds.
Garp's eyes instantly became resolute.
He clenched his fists again, his knuckles turning white from the force, a determined glint flashing in his eyes.
"No matter what, we cannot retreat. Justice must never be trampled by Pirates!"
His words were firm and decisive, echoing across the chaotic battlefield, injecting a dose of morale into the Marines present.
Magellan took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently.
With his movement, the Venom on his body seemed to be drawn by some force, surging wildly.
His Venom giant hand instantly expanded again, growing thicker and constantly bubbling on the surface, emitting a nauseating, lethal corrosive aura.
"Then let's go all out, Vice Admiral Garp!" His voice filled with fighting resolve, ringing firmly in the sea wind.
Their gazes locked once more onto Big Mom's massive black dragon form, battle intent blazing in their eyes.
Despite Big Mom's terrifying power, their steps showed no hesitation.
Because they were Marines, the symbol of justice!
In their hearts, the belief in justice was as unshakable as bedrock.
No matter what formidable enemy they faced, they would never allow Pirates to trample upon this justice.
Akainu stood not far away, his feet firmly planted on the swaying deck, coldly watching Big Mom.
His eyes were like frigid pools, bottomless, the killing intent within growing increasingly intense, as if he wanted to devour Big Mom alive.
"Big Mom, today is your end!"
His voice was low and icy, like a cold pronouncement amidst the chaotic battlefield.
Meanwhile, the battle on the sea intensified.
Turbulent waves churned wildly, one after another, as if trying to drag the entire world into an endless abyss.
The sky was dyed in eerie hues by the interweaving lights of flames, Venom, and various energies—red, black, and purple radiances mingling together, dreamlike yet filled with lethal danger.
Every combatant gritted their teeth, giving their all.
In this brutal melee, each tried to use every ounce of their strength to gain the upper hand, fighting for their respective beliefs!
...
Ron, Nami, and Robin, like phantoms, quietly hid deep within the thick clouds.
The clouds gently churned, as if providing them with natural cover.
They carefully parted the layers of cloud gaps, peering down at the chaotic battlefield below, which resembled a living hell.
On the sea, a scene of raging waves unfolded.
Surging breakers rose and fell like mountains, churning wildly as if to engulf the entire world in an endless abyss.
Cannons roared incessantly, the deafening booms accompanied by soaring flames that dyed the sea surface crimson.
Magma, iron fists, and flames intertwined, each collision causing violent tremors in the air, accompanied by dull rumbles as if heaven and earth were trembling in response.
Even the countless ordinarily majestic and colossal Sea Kings lurking beneath the ocean surface were now frightened into hiding far away, shivering in the darkness of the deep sea.
Despite this, there were still occasional "buffets"—the mangled remains of Pirates or Marines caught in the crossfire, plummeting into the depths like broken puppets.
Big Mom's enormous dragon form stood out prominently amidst the chaotic battlefield, resembling a towering black pagoda.
Every swing of her dragon claws or unleashed attack was accompanied by overwhelmingly powerful impacts.
Under her might, the air seemed as fragile as paper, easily torn apart with piercing shrieks.
Visible shockwaves radiated wildly from her in all directions, mercilessly obliterating everything in their path.
"Is this... the power of a Yonko?"
Nami murmured softly under her breath, her voice filled with uncontrollable awe.
Her eyes were wide open, unblinkingly fixed on the battle below, her gaze a mixture of amazement and a trace of fear.
Her fingers subconsciously tightened around the hem of her clothes, knuckles turning pale from the strain, as if seeking a sliver of security.
Recalling their previous battles, they seemed as insignificant as children's games compared to this terrifying display of power.
Fortunately, they had arrived in time—Luffy hadn't been yet imprisoned in the Impel down as she feared, merely detained by its low-ranking guards.
Then, Nami's gaze slowly shifted to Akainu, whose body seethed with scorching magma.
She had heard countless tales of the Admirals' might—described as insurmountable peaks that inspired reverence and deterrence.
Yet, What she witnessed now completely overturned her perception.
Big Mom was single-handedly suppressing Akainu, and even against the combined efforts of Garp and Magellan—two legendary Marine figures—she maintained the upper hand with apparent ease.
This scene defying all reason struck her heart like a heavy hammer, bringing unprecedented shock and awe.
"Three Devil Fruit abilities... it's utterly terrifying." Nami's voice trembled slightly, like a leaf quivering in a fierce gale.
Her mind replayed Big Mom's fearsome black Divine Dragon form in a continuous loop.
Especially her impenetrable defensive prowess—even Akainu's intensely hot and devastating magma attacks dissipated against her like mud sinking into the sea, failing to inflict any real harm.
"Only Luffy's grandfather's fists can actually hurt Big Mom."
Robin stood quietly beside Nami, arms elegantly crossed over her chest, her long hair gently swaying in the breeze.
Her gaze was profound and grave, akin to cold, distant stars in the night sky.
At this moment, Her mind raced like a high-speed machine, swiftly analyzing the rapidly shifting dynamics of the battlefield, her heart equally stirred by towering waves of astonishment.
"I have witnessed the strength of Admirals before, but seeing them suppressed like this with my own eyes still feels unbelievable to me." She spoke softly, her tone carrying a hint of barely concealed surprise and emotion.
Robin's gaze was as sharp as an eagle's, firmly locked on Big Mom, not missing a single detail.
Big Mom not only possessed the terrifying power granted by Kaido's Azure Dragon Form, but also skillfully integrated the Buddha Form with her own Soul-Soul Devil Fruit ability.
Combined with her monstrously powerful physique, these factors stacked together forged her current near-invincible defense.
"The enhancement from three Devil Fruits is simply too absurd," Robin murmured softly, her tone carrying a hint of helplessness and bitterness.
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