One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

The camera slowly pulls back, piercing through the thick, oppressive, leaden-gray clouds.

The entire Marine Headquarters—Marineford, a magnificent crescent-shaped island—is presented to the world without reservation.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the dim light seemed to foreshadow the coming of the end of the world.

The howling sea wind carried an intense, suffocating, and chilling atmosphere.

There are less than three hours left until the public execution of Fire Fist Ace, the second division commander of the Whitebeard Pirates.

In the remote Sabaody Archipelago, a huge crowd had already gathered in front of the giant video Den Den Mushi (snail phone) broadcast screen.

Countless reporters with cameras in hand, pirates hiding in the shadows, and anxious civilians all held their breath.

They stared intently at the military fortress on the screen, which represented the highest authority of the world government.

The gears of the entire world seemed to be paused at this moment, stopping their rotation and quietly awaiting the storm that would surely be recorded in history.

"Splash... splash..."

Accompanied by the heavy and grating sound of the sea stone shackles grinding together.

Portgas D. Ace, covered in wounds, was escorted step by step by two executioners wielding long-handled swords to the execution platform at the highest point of Marineford Square.

A cold wind blew through his black hair as Ace knelt helplessly on the execution platform.

He lowered his head, looking down at the massive, imposing army formation below, which resembled a Great Wall of steel, and bit his lip hard.

There was no fear of impending death in his eyes.

It was filled only with deep regret and self-reproach for implicating his beloved father and all his comrades who had shared life and death with him.

In order to confront the Whitebeard who reigns supreme in the new world and is known as the "strongest man in the world".

The Navy Headquarters laid a tight net in Crescent Bay Square in Marineford.

They assembled a full 100,000 elite personnel urgently drawn from branches around the world!

The sea off Marineford.

Fifty fully armed, massive warships stood lined up end to end, forming a huge semi-circular encirclement, ready for battle.

On the defensive line of the square, countless cold, black heavy artillery pieces were lined up in a row.

The dark muzzles of the cannons pointed directly at the sea, ready to unleash a devastating torrent of steel at any moment.

One hundred thousand naval officers and soldiers, wearing white coats emblazoned with the word "Justice," stood in formation, armed with various weapons and muskets.

The entire square was completely silent, and every elite soldier maintained a high degree of restraint, even in the rhythm of their breathing.

A suffocating tension permeated the entire Marineford.

Below the execution platform stood a group of powerful Marine Headquarters Vice Admirals, including Momonga, Onigumo, and Doberman.

Their faces were stern, their hands on the hilts of their knives, forming an impregnable iron wall, a tight and solid second line of defense.

And at the very front of the square, which is also the first line directly facing the sea.

Several unique figures stood out from the neat and uniform naval formation around them.

They are the "Seven Warlords of the Sea," renowned throughout the ocean, who were forcibly recruited by the World Government.

The world's greatest swordsman, "Hawkeye" Dracule Mihawk, crossed his arms and closed his eyes to rest, as if the overwhelming killing intent around him had nothing to do with him.

Boa Hancock, the Pirate Empress, slightly raised her exquisite chin, her expression haughty and aloof.

But there was a hint of absent-mindedness in her beautiful eyes.

Bartholomew Bear, the "tyrant," stood motionless, holding the Bible in his hands, like a cold, soulless machine.

"Moonlight" Moria, on the other hand, had a huge belly and a blank expression.

Beside them, Doflamingo, wearing a pink feather coat, pushed up his red sunglasses and let out his signature arrogant laugh.

"Fufufufufu..."

Doflamingo's lips curled into a crazy, mischievous smile.

"This era's wild turn is getting more and more interesting."

However, just as he was laughing wildly, a piece of information seemed to flash through his mind.

The veins on his forehead throbbed, and his eyes instantly turned cold and filled with murderous intent.

Doflamingo gritted his teeth and muttered viciously in a voice only he could hear:

"Crimson Victor... dare to kill my man..."

"If you dare show your face here, I'll make sure you die a horrible death."

Looking further up, directly below the execution platform, sit three specially made chairs, representing the highest combat power of the Navy Headquarters.

"Akainu" Sakazuki, "Aokiji" Kuzan, "Kizaru" Borsalino.

They were simply sitting there in different poses.

But that terrifying pressure from a top-tier expert was like a stabilizing force.

It was as if a powerful stimulant had been injected into the 100,000 elite naval troops present, making the morale of the entire fortress as solid as a rock.

At this crucial moment that everyone is watching with bated breath.

On the execution platform high above, a top-secret Den Den Mushi in the arms of Fleet Admiral Sengoku suddenly emitted a frantic and rapid "blur blur" sound.

Zhan Guo frowned and turned around without making a sound.

He answered the phone with his back to the square below and the broadcast cameras.

The receiver carried a frantic, weak report from Hannibal Lecter, the deputy warden of Impel Down:

"Marshal Sengoku... Impel Down... Impel Down has fallen!"

"Inspector Magellan is seriously injured... The most dangerous criminals in the sixth level of Infinite Hell have been released..."

"Victor, the 'Crimson Lotus' and Chief of Staff of the Revolutionary Army, along with Straw Hat Pony and Crocodile... stole a warship and ran away!"

Upon hearing this news, Sengoku's pupils contracted sharply, and the veins on his forehead bulged out.

Impel Down has been breached!

A serious criminal has escaped!

Straw Hat Boy and Guren!

Every word felt like a heavy hammer blow, striking his heart.

However, Sengoku took a deep breath.

In front of countless eyes around the world.

With his iron will honed from years of holding high office, he forcefully suppressed this shocking news that could have caused panic throughout the entire army.

"Snapped!"

Sengoku crushed the remains of the Den Den Mushi in his hand with force.

His face was ashen as he forcefully suppressed the turmoil surging within him.

He then turned around and walked steadily back to the microphone at the front of the execution platform.

Sengoku picked up the specially made megaphone and scanned the 100,000 elite naval troops below with piercing eyes.

Then he raised his head and, facing the cameras broadcasting worldwide, solemnly revealed the earth-shattering secret that the world government had kept hidden for over twenty years:

"Today, in this place, Portgas D. Ace's death holds profound significance!"

The voice of the Warring States period echoed like thunder over Marineford:

"Portgas D. Ace..."

"Your biological father is none other than... the Pirate King, Gol D. Roger!"

These words were like a heavy nuclear bomb detonating in the deep sea.

Kneeling on the execution platform, Ace gritted his teeth, closed his eyes tightly, and remained silent, his body trembling slightly uncontrollably.

The 100,000 elite naval troops below seemed to be frozen in place, staring in disbelief.

Reporters watching the live broadcast from Sabaody Archipelago went into a frenzy, frantically pressing their camera shutters, creating a continuous barrage of flashes.

At this moment, the entire world was plunged into an unprecedented upheaval and uproar.

"The bloodline of the Pirate King still exists in this world!"

However, just as the whole world was still reeling from the shock of this earth-shattering secret,

On the sea directly in front of Marineford, in the crescent-shaped bay that was originally tightly surrounded by fifty warships, the water suddenly began to churn and boil violently.

Huge whirlpools and bubbles rose on the sea surface, just like boiling water.

In the thick sea fog, a huge, suffocatingly dark shadow was rising wildly from the depths of the sea with an unstoppable, overwhelming force!

—The Whitebeard Pirates, the rulers of the New World, have arrived!