"Pea Storm!!"
Countless armored peas, like a torrential rain, poured down on Kizaru!
"What a bother."
Facing this sudden pea storm, Kizaru frowned, casually shook off Shiryu's sword, and instantly transformed into particles of golden light, scattering in all directions.
The densely packed armed peas penetrated the light particles but failed to cause any substantial harm.
"Hey, isn't Logia-type too unfair!" Noah couldn't help but say.
"It's not the Logia-type that's unfair; it's this guy that's unfair! If it were an ordinary Logia-type, they couldn't completely transform and dodge everything."
Shiryu felt a tingling sensation in his palm, and with a stern heart, he shouted:
"But this man in front of you is different. He's too fast. Keep your focus, or your head might relocate!"
"Understood!" Noah felt a chill run through his heart.
"Muttering over there, but no matter. Since I've made a promise to that guy, I don't have the time to play with you two anymore."
Kizaru shook his head, his expression gradually becoming indifferent: "That's enough."
Just as the light around Kizaru began to blaze, ready to end these two captains, a huge shadow suddenly enveloped the sky.
"Mr. Issho!" Noah shouted in surprise.
Hmm?
Issho?
Kizaru was slightly taken aback and instinctively looked up.
"Gravity Blade·Fierce Tiger!"
A deep, rich voice echoed across the battlefield as Fujitora descended from the sky, swinging his staff blade, covered in a black-purple gravity wave, slashing down with a roar!
Buzz!
What a terrifying energy fluctuation!
Kizaru was startled, not daring to be careless, quickly positioned the Ama no Murakumo sword above his head.
Yet he was still sent flying, crashing into the railings, and scattering waves several meters long across the sea surface.
"Hmm?"
Although unharmed and quickly stabilizing on the sea, as he looked up at Fujitora again, Kizaru's face had turned several shades darker.
Hey, hey, hey, what's going on? Must be joking, right?
Just casually striking, and yet possesses this level of power...
No doubt about it!
This inconspicuous blind swordsman, seemingly with a bounty of only over 2 billion Belly, actually possesses power infinitely close to him and Akainu!
To say they are of the same level wouldn't be an exaggeration!
Earlier in Shampodi, he somewhat underestimated the strength displayed by this blind swordsman, thinking the opponent could stop the main force's reinforcements alone.
In the end, it's because Zephyr is old, his spirit weakened, his strength not what it used to be...
But looking now, clearly, he underestimated it. If he were the one leading the reinforcements that day, there might be no difference!
"Misjudged you, Zephyr..."
Kizaru's gaze shifted to the distance. The Endgame seemed to believe that sending Issho to deal with him was already enough.
Kuina, Kuma, Jack... These three lieutenants were already leading fleets to attack the Navy forces behind him, aiming for a quick victory, decisively defeating the Navy fleet before the top-tier powers could resolve their disputes.
Can they achieve it?
Of course they can, they might even find it easy, considering they're operating in the North Sea with two Grand Admirals overseeing, it seems more than adequate.
Thus, the Navy fleet led by him and Akainu was severely lacking in mid-to-high level manpower; there were only a handful of veteran Vice Admirals worth fighting.
The gap in lineup is truly too vast...
In front of these monsters, it won't last long!
"Therefore."
Kizaru scratched his head, speaking with a face full of worry, "I have to use that move, don't I?"
As he muttered softly, his hands crossed in front of his chest, palms facing outward, suddenly separated!
"Magatama·Multiple Light Clones!"
Buzz! Buzz!
Dazzling golden light exploded, countless light particles detached from his body, in the void, forming over a dozen photon clones identical to the main body.
Appearance, physique, aura... all exactly the same, and each photon clone held the Ama no Murakumo sword!
"Though I'm lazy by nature, a promise made to an old friend..."
All Kizaru clones spoke simultaneously, voices overlapping, like thunder, echoing across the sea:
"Will not be brushed aside lightly!"
Multiple Light Clones!
This is his strongest trump card as a Navy Grand Admiral!
Each clone is only slightly weaker than the main body, their formidable and terrifying strength all near the pinnacle of this vast sea!
Among the Three Great Admirals.
If Akainu is said to have the strongest destructive power, and Aokiji's controlling ability is the most terrifying.
Then Borsalino, besides having the fastest speed...
Is the only one among the three who can single-handedly form an army!!!
The four chief officers of Endgame are indeed fearsome.
But once gambling everything and risking it all! He might as well try, see if with his strength alone, he can hold all four off!
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Meanwhile.
The landing force led by Akainu finally broke through the artillery blockade, stepping onto the coastal beach.
But what first met their eyes was the severed limbs of Heavenly Celestial Dragons all over the ground, with blood staining almost the entire beach dark red.
"This, this..."
Many younger officers and soldiers witnessed this scene and immediately turned pale - how many World Nobles have died all at once?!
"Mr. Sakazuki!"
A Major General could hardly conceal the fear, quickly surveying the surroundings, reporting in a trembling voice, "Ultimately, we arrived too late! The Heavenly Celestial Dragons might have already..."
All dead?