One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

Seeing the glaring bloodstain on Kizaru's face, Zoro, who was kneeling on one knee, gritted his teeth.

Despite his battered and broken body, he gripped the Wado Ichimonji tightly, determined to fight alongside Viktor to the death.

However, Viktor didn't turn around and firmly ordered everyone to step back and not interfere.

"Judging by the time, the man wearing the bear-ear hat and the fleshy gloves should be arriving soon."

"Now that my companions' safety is absolutely guaranteed, there is no need for me to conserve my energy any longer."

Viktor secretly made his own plans.

He then slowly raised his head, gazing at the naval admiral in mid-air who was radiating a terrifying light:

"The Navy Headquarters' highest combat strength..."

"Let me see for myself where the difference between us really lies."

As soon as he finished speaking, Viktor completely abandoned his usual lazy demeanor and unleashed his overwhelming fighting spirit against Kizaru without any concealment.

He gripped the black sword Shusui tightly with both hands, and his incomparably violent blue lightning chakra erupted like a volcano, covering his entire body.

He transformed into a dazzling blue-black lightning bolt, charging towards Kizaru in mid-air with an indomitable and fierce momentum!

Viktor immediately unleashed a ruthless and deadly attack.

"Amaterasu!"

Accompanied by the kaleidoscope pattern in the right eye spinning wildly.

Where the gaze focused, an inextinguishable black flame exuding an aura of destruction suddenly burst into flames at Kizaru's landing spot without warning.

Kizaru reacted with lightning speed, his body instantly transforming into countless dazzling spots of light that scattered in all directions before reforming into a slender figure in mid-air.

"Oh my, oh my..."

Kizaru looked down at the black flames that had burned the stone slabs to ashes, his tone still nonchalant.

"This black flame can even bend light when burned?"

"Young people these days are really scary!"

Before Kizaru could launch a counterattack, the patterns on Viktor's eyes spun violently again.

A massive and violent dark purple chakra burst forth from his body like a tsunami, instantly condensing in mid-air into a gigantic half-skeletal demon god—[Susanoo]!

The massive Susanoo arm clenched into a fist, coordinating with the black sword Shusui swung by Viktor's main body.

And the [Futsu-no-Mitama], with its armor-piercing lock that ignores defense, smashed violently towards Kizaru with earth-shattering power.

Faced with this overwhelming and devastating attack, Kizaru had no intention of taking it head-on.

He was as slippery as an eel, his hands crossed as he unleashed the "Yata no Kagami" technique.

A beam of light refracted back and forth between the branches of the mangrove.

Kizaru's body transformed into photons, constantly dodging and weaving through the forest along the trajectory of the beams of light.

"What terrifying destructive power!"

"Why are young people these days so short-tempered?"

"The Kusanagi Sword!"

Kizaru stretched out his hands, condensing pure photons into a dazzling lightsaber.

He casually bumped into Susanoo's massive arm a few times.

He attacked and retreated immediately, quickly creating a safe distance. He flew in mid-air, using light-speed kicks and laser beams from his fingertips to continuously wear down his opponent from a distance.

This admiral perfectly demonstrated to the world what it means to "clock in and out, but never work yourself to the bone" through his actions.

However, the continuous release of Amaterasu and the enormous energy required to maintain Susanoo are also significant.

In addition, it is necessary to constantly activate [Futsu-no-Mitama] to desperately capture Kizaru's light-speed trajectory that defies common sense.

All of this placed an unimaginable and terrifying burden on Viktor's optic nerves and body.

In the fierce exchange and collision, two lines of glaring crimson blood slowly flowed down Viktor's cheeks.

Kizaru, who was effortlessly teetering in mid-air, keenly noticed this detail through his brown sunglasses.

He casually stroked the stubble on his chin, his tone conveying a sense of understanding:

"Oh...I see."

"Those eerie eyes that can forcibly cut through even light, and this enormous purple golem, are frantically draining your own life force."

Kizaru spread his hands and pursed his lips:

"It seems that I don't need to exert myself at all."

"If we just patiently wait for your eyes to go blind, we can easily arrest you~"

Just as Viktor took a deep breath, enduring the excruciating pain, and prepared to form hand seals again to change his attack.

A figure as large as a small mountain teleported directly to the very center of the smoke-filled battlefield without warning.

Bartholomew Kuma, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea known as the "Tyrant," has officially made his debut.

The bear is like an emotionless machine.

He completely ignored Kizaru in the sky and didn't even glance at Viktor, who was on high alert.

He slowly removed the heavy gloves from his hands, and with steady steps, calmly walked up to Zoro, who was desperately covering Robin's retreat.

The giant bear looked down at the heavily wounded greatsword master from his high vantage point, his calm voice echoing across the battlefield:

"If you wanted to travel, where would you like to go?"

It was accompanied by a crisp "snap" sound.

To everyone's utter astonishment, Zoro's figure mysteriously vanished into thin air!

Next up were Brook, Usopp, Sanji...

The bear is like a Grim Reaper machine executing a program, its movements mechanical and precise.

One after another, they slapped the Straw Hat crew members away in a completely unreasonable manner.

Watching their cherished companions disappear one by one right before their eyes.

Luffy collapsed to his knees in agony, his eyes bloodshot, before letting out a heart-wrenching, desperate roar:

"You bastard! What did you do to my comrade?!"

Extreme anger and the fear of losing his comrades drove Luffy to act recklessly.

He suddenly bit his thumb, drawing blood, and frantically blew air into it.

His right fist instantly grew to a gigantic size and was completely enveloped in dense, jet-black Armament Haki.

"Third Gear: Gum-Gum Giant Gun!!"

"Give everyone back to me!!!"

However, before the enormous fist, brimming with furious rage, could land, Kuma's figure flashed, and he had already teleported in front of Luffy.

It was the same calm, unwavering gesture of raising his hand and waving it lightly.

A soft "snap!"

Luffy's desperate roar came to an abrupt end.

The captain of the Straw Hat Pirates instantly transformed into a transparent bear paw bubble in mid-air and disappeared completely into the sky.

Looking at the battlefield, now completely empty.

Viktor decisively and swiftly cut off the chakra supply and retracted the massive Susanoo.

He knew very well that it was now his turn to leave.

Viktor stared wide-eyed, his acting convincing, as blood and tears still streaming down his face.

His handsome face was instantly filled with a pained expression, a mixture of despair and rage.

He roared wildly at the bear, like a lone wolf that had lost its mind:

"You bastard!! Bring Luffy and the others back!!"

Before he finished speaking, Viktor transformed into a streak of blue-black lightning, charging head-on at the massive bear without regard for anything else.

Big Bear calmly watched Victor charging towards him.

Just as the two were about to pass each other by.

Big Bear secretly lowered his eyes and met Viktor's red eyes, which were filled with terrifying blood.

Their eyes met briefly before looking away.

"Snapped!"

The large, fleshy hand slammed firmly into Viktor's chest.

At the moment of contact.

Viktor obediently abandoned all defenses and resistance within his body, allowing the unreasonable spatial force to completely envelop him.

His body instantly transformed into a giant bear paw bubble, soaring into the sky and disappearing into the azure horizon in the blink of an eye.

On the vast battlefield of the mangrove forest, the commotion and carnage of just moments before seemed like a dream.

At this moment, all that remains is a devastated ruin, and two men standing atop the summit.

Kizaru dispersed the Ama-no-Murakumo sword and casually put his hands back into the pockets of his yellow and white striped suit trousers.

He tilted his head helplessly, looked at the silent bear in front of him, and sighed deeply.

"Hey, hey..."

"Our orders from above are not to let these kids escape safely."

Kizaru curled his lip, his tone tinged with a hint of mockery:

"Big Bear, if you act recklessly like this... I'll have a hard time explaining this to Marshal Sengoku when I get back!"