Chapter 97: Marines, Pirates, All Together Now!

Madara Uchiha stood on the deck of the Moby Dick, his gaze sweeping across the virtual screen before him.

He pondered for a moment, but ultimately chose not to accept the task.

"Sons!" Whitebeard shouted loudly, "Now is the time! We're going to bring Ace back!"

"Aye!" The crew roared in unison, their blood boiling with passion.

Whitebeard waved a hand, issuing the order to attack: "All-out attack! Rescue Ace!"

With Whitebeard's command, the entire Whitebeard Pirates instantly boiled over.

Countless pirates raised their weapons high, letting out earth-shaking roars.

"For Ace!"

"Charge following the Captains!"

Countless pirates leaped from the ships, charging toward Marineford across the ice surface.

At the same time, the Marines also launched a fierce counterattack.

Artillery fire poured down like raindrops, the roar of explosions incessant. Giant craters blasted open one after another on the ice surface.

The entire battlefield instantly plunged into chaos. Pirates and Marines engaged in fierce slaughter on the ice, shouts of killing rising and falling in succession.

Whitebeard turned around, his gaze falling on Madara. He grinned, revealing his signature crescent mustache.

"Hey, brat Madara," Whitebeard said boldly, "Since you're here, let the old man see what you're made of!"

Madara raised a brow slightly, his gaze sweeping across the entire battlefield. Countless Marines surged from all directions, cannon fire booming without end. The corner of his mouth curved upward slightly, a flash of interest gleaming in his eyes.

"Since you put it that way," Madara spoke blandly, "Then let you witness it for yourself!"

Boom! Madara's legs bent slightly, and he instantly soared into the air. His figure streaked across the sky like an arrow, landing in the center of the Marine formation in the blink of an eye.

"What?!" The Marines at the very front cried out in alarm.

Madara's figure suddenly vanished; the next instant he appeared behind that Marine. A hand blade chopped down like lightning, and the Marine fell without a sound.

A burly man swung a giant axe at Madara. Madara sidestepped lightly, his right hand shooting out like an eagle's claw, accurately clamping onto the opponent's wrist.

Only a "Crack!" was heard — that Marine's wrist was instantly snapped.

"Ah!" The scream had just rung out when Madara had already spun around, his left leg sweeping horizontally, kicking three more charging Marines flying.

While his body rotated, Madara grabbed the burly man's arm and hurled him violently.

"Bang!"

The burly man's massive frame became like a human cannonball, crashing into a large swath of Marines ahead. Screams and the sound of shattering bones rose and fell in succession.

"Die!"

A roar suddenly came from behind — a long blade aimed straight at Madara's back.

Madara didn't even turn his head, grabbing backhanded.

"Clang!" The blade tip was caught firmly in his grip.

"Th-this... how is this possible!" The sword-wielding Marine stared wide-eyed in terror.

Madara snorted coldly, yanking hard. The Marine lost balance and lunged forward, crashing right into Madara's elbow strike. Blood sprayed, and another Marine fell.

Every one of Madara's movements was clean and decisive, without the slightest excess.

His body seemed able to predict every attack, always dodging at the critical moment. Though the surrounding Marine soldiers were numerous, they couldn't even touch the corner of Madara's clothes.

In just a few breaths, dozens of Marines had already fallen at Madara's feet.

"Concentrate firepower!" Another voice rang out from the crowd, "Use ranged attacks!"

Suddenly, countless shells and bullets poured toward Madara like raindrops. Dense firepower covered the area where Madara stood, explosions incessant.

However, Madara stood in place, expression calm.

His hands rapidly formed hand seals, a flash of cold light passing through his eyes.

"Fire Release: Great Fire Annihilation!"

With Madara's low shout, a massive torrent of flame erupted from his mouth.

This flame was like a roaring giant dragon, instantly devouring all incoming shells and bullets. The flame's momentum was unstoppable, charging straight into the Marine formation, instantly engulfing the Marines ahead. Screams rose and fell in the sea of fire, the air permeated with a charred stench.

Just then, two massive figures suddenly charged out of the flames.

Two Giant Vice Admirals, faces full of anger, wielding giant Mochi Maces, killed their way out of the raging fire. Their bodies had some burns, but it didn't hinder their movement.

"Little runt, die!" One giant roared, the Mochi Mace in his hand smashing down toward the top of Madara's head.

The other giant followed close behind; two giant Mochi Maces nearly blocked out the entire sky above Madara's head, crashing down with a howling wind.

Madara looked up at the oncoming attack, the corner of his mouth hooking into a contemptuous smile.

There wasn't the slightest panic in his eyes; instead they shimmered with excited light.

Boom! The two giant Mochi Maces slammed down heavily, kicking up billowing smoke and dust. The ground shook violently, surrounding Marine soldiers all blown away by the shockwave.

"Well done!" Someone cheered in the crowd.

However, when the smoke and dust gradually dispersed, everyone stared wide-eyed in shock.

Only to see a layer of blue skeletal framework covering Madara Uchiha's body.

"What?!" The two giants stared wide-eyed, looking at the scene before them in disbelief.

Their all-out strike had actually been easily blocked by this sudden skeletal framework.

"A Mythical Zoan Devil Fruit User?!" One giant's pupils shrank sharply.

Just as everyone still hadn't reacted, a sudden change occurred.

That blue skeletal framework began rapidly expanding, muscle and flesh covering it like a tide.

In the blink of an eye, a blue muscular giant dozens of meters high stood towering in the center of the battlefield. Though not yet at its complete form, it was already enough to awe the entire field.

At the center of the blue giant, Madara Uchiha's figure was faintly visible.

He stood with arms crossed, looking calmly at the two panicked giants.

Madara's voice was calm, yet it reached every person's ears clearly: "Do you want to dance as well?"

Madara controlled Susanoo, slowly raising one hand. Chakra gathered in his palm, forming a curved long blade.

"Now, let me tell you," Madara's gaze swept across the Giant Vice Admirals before him: "who the real small fry is."

Madara controlled Susanoo, the chakra long sword in his hand slashing out like lightning.

With a flash of sword light, the two Giant Vice Admirals hadn't even had time to react before they were split in half by this blue light.

Susanoo's giant sword's momentum didn't diminish, sweeping out horizontally. Wherever the blade passed, whether Marine or Pirate, all were sent flying like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves.

Wails rose and fell in succession, a large area instantly cleared out.

This sudden scene plunged the entire battlefield into a brief silence, everyone's gazes converging on Madara.

On the execution platform, Sengoku frowned, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes. He muttered to himself: "Isn't this person Whitebeard's helper?"

At the same time, the Whitebeard Pirates' side also fell into chaos.

Marco flew to Whitebeard's side, expression anxious: "Pops, has that Madara gone mad? Why is he attacking us too?"

"Listen to me well!"

Suddenly Uchiha Madara's voice suddenly rang out across the entire battlefield.

He stood in the center of the massive Susanoo, looking down from above at everyone around him.

"Be it Marine or Pirate," Madara spread his arms, blue energy surging around him from Susanoo.

"Come at me together! Let me see just how this world's so-called 'top combat power' measures up. Don't disappoint me, otherwise."

His gaze swept across the battlefield, "I'll make you know what true power is."

Madara's words were like a heavy bomb, the entire battlefield instantly stagnating.

Everyone was shocked by this arrogant declaration.

(Chapter End)