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The white-bearded man squinted his eyes.

He swung the Murakumo-giri and it collided with the lightsaber. After a brief collision, the Murakumo-giri was broken into light spots.

Even Kizaru, who was holding the sword, was cut in half at the waist.

"How terrible!"

A bead of cold sweat trickled down Kizaru's forehead.

Vice Admiral Tsuru misjudged the situation; Whitebeard was not only not weakened, but his strength had actually increased.

Could it be...

Kizaru's eyes darted around, looking at the crimson blood mist that filled the entire battlefield.

"These mists not only enhance the crew's abilities, but they can also provide feedback to themselves without delay?"

"How clever you are, Borsalino brat!"

"Although you are older, I am also an old man, so could you please stop calling me 'kid'?"

Kizaru, sensing something was wrong,

The yellow-striped suit gradually transformed into a photon, wanting to leave the Moby Dick.

To become a Marine Admiral, one must not only possess a Devil Fruit, but also have top-notch combat awareness.

Just a slight touch,

He realized that within the area permeated by this crimson aura, the Whitebeard Pirates resembled a complete eggshell.

It is impossible to break through by brute force alone.

Such a difficult gaming ability.

"Kizaru brat, don't even think about running away!"

Borsalino was trying to escape by turning into photons.

Whitebeard simply raised both arms and slammed them down in mid-air.

Crimson Blood Soldiers!

This was the initial talent that Whitebeard awakened after purchasing the bloodline of the Crimson Troll.

Not only can it provide allied units with crimson weapons, but it can also use the power of allied units to condense a super-giant crimson weapon.

The more friendly units you have, the stronger the Blood Army you can create!

Just like now,

As Whitebeard moved, a giant, blood-red iron cage was overturned on the deck, completely enveloping Borsalino.

Its surface was wrapped in a layer of Armament Haki, interrupting the elemental transformation.

"This is really... terrible."

Borsalino, who had been nonchalant all along, suddenly showed a look of panic.

He never imagined he would be imprisoned.

He dared to face Whitebeard alone because he was confident in the speed of the Glint-Glint Fruit. Unless someone had laid an ambush beforehand and was fully prepared, no one could stop him.

But now he is trapped in a blood-red cage.

"Kizaru brat, the Rinne Game has brought countless powers far exceeding those of Devil Fruits. You still haven't changed your mind. It's only natural that you've been captured!"

The white-bearded man raised the corners of his mouth in a smile.

If the Navy only sends out its top combatants to fight one-on-one, even he wouldn't be able to end the battle quickly.

but,

The navy, however, acted cleverly and chose to send a large number of naval soldiers to fight in teams.

It also led the naval admiral to abandon direct confrontation and launch a large-scale bombing campaign.

This type of legion-based campaign,

It's a field where the Crimson Trolls have an absolute advantage!

Chapter 223: Exchanging Two Naval Branches

A naval admiral has been captured!

The devastating news spread throughout the navy.

Already demoralized by the defeat at the hands of the Crimson Legion, some soldiers actually turned and fled upon hearing this news.

"I have a family, I can't die!"

"Big fire-breathing!"

Before the deserter could take two steps, Akainu, with a gloomy expression, punched him through the chest.

"On the battlefield, anyone who dares to demoralize the troops will die!"

Like a ruthless general, Akainu has always had zero tolerance for deserters.

The remaining Marines who had considered fleeing were intimidated by Akainu's ruthless methods and reluctantly continued to join the battle.

The fighting continues.

The sound of flintlock bullets breaking through the barrel, the clanging of knife handles, and the wails of the navy.

As long as the crimson energy at the core of Whitebeard's chest is not exhausted when he activates his innate skill, the Whitebeard Pirates will suffer zero casualties.

"monster!"

"Someone can come and save me!"

After some time, even with the ironclad rule that deserters must die, the navy still suffered a crushing defeat.

They were considered elite, well-trained marines who had hunted down countless pirates.

However, the pirate who cannot be killed instantly regenerates after his limbs are cut off, emitting a red glow.

This kind of pirate crew is like a demon crawling out of hell!

"Still too green, Sakazuki brat!"

Whitebeard exerted force with both arms, sweeping his broad blade horizontally.

A fierce gust of wind arose, and the white sphere adhered to the blade, shattering the space it passed through.

"Pluto!"

Akainu waved his arm,

Lava dripped down, melting the ice surface, and the entire lava arm pounced like a hunting dog, aiming straight for Whitebeard's face.

"Violent pheasant mouth!"

Aokiji attacked simultaneously.

A bird, as exquisite as an ice sculpture, rippled through the air with its icy energy as it hurtled toward the white-bearded man.

Boom.

The collision between the blade and the ice and magma unleashed a massive shockwave.

The surrounding ice surface was shattered.

The ground shook violently, and some pirates and marines who were relatively close to the center were instantly thrown away by the shockwave.

Black smoke enveloped the center of the battlefield.

After a while, the smoke dissipated.

Whitebeard gripped the Murakumogiri tightly, remaining unmoved.

A crimson aura enveloped him, deflecting most of the attacks from the two Marine Admirals, which were then absorbed by the entire pirate crew.

the other side,

Aokiji dragged the now immobile Akainu to safety.

"Are you alright, Sakazuki?"

"Still alive..."

Akainu said with difficulty,

His left side was severely injured, his skin was completely shattered, exposing his muscles and bones, making him look like a vengeful ghost.

The most serious injury was to the left leg, which had been completely severed. The only temporary solution was to use lava to create a prosthetic leg, which was constantly emitting scorching black smoke.

"To defeat Whitebeard, you must first wipe out the Whitebeard Pirates."

"But if we don't kill Whitebeard, those pirates can keep reviving. It's an extremely troublesome and bizarre ability!"

Aokiji shook his head helplessly.

The Crimson Troll's bizarre talents are too troublesome to find any weakness.

Perhaps only Garp and Smoker, who also possess the ability to play the game of reincarnation, could use their game abilities to fight against it.

"armistice!"

This state makes it impossible to continue fighting. Let alone rescuing Kizaru, Akainu will also die if the fight continues.

"Whitebeard at his peak was truly terrifying!"

"Aokiji, don't say things that encourage the arrogance of pirates. It has nothing to do with Whitebeard; it's all because the exchange rate in the Samsara Game is too strong, otherwise..."

Sakassky hasn't gotten used to his prosthesis yet, and he walks with a limp.

Hearing Aokiji's words, his face turned extremely ugly, and he stubbornly retorted.

"Long live daddy!"

The Whitebeard Pirates erupted in cheers.

The navy retreated in disarray, returning to their headquarters. Aokiji and Sakazuki needed to recover from their injuries and regain their strength.