One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

With Whitebeard's attack shattering the meteor volcano that resembled a natural disaster, and Victor, Luffy, Sabo, and the others making unstoppable progress on the ice.

The pirates' initial intimidation from the Admiral's aura instantly surged to its peak at this moment.

The deafening shouts of battle echoed through the sky as the pirates of the New World, like a pack of wolves, began their frenzied advance towards the central square of Marineford.

Directly in front of the square, scorching steam and acrid gunpowder smoke filled the air.

Sakazuki, the Red Dog, was ashen-faced. He had originally intended to force his way past the defensive line and personally eliminate Luffy and Victor, two major variables.

However, an insurmountable, towering figure, like a demon god, stood firmly blocking his path.

"Where do you think you're going, you lava brat?"

Whitebeard, wielding the Murakumogiri sword, looked down at Akainu from his elevated position.

Enraged, Akainu's arms instantly transformed into rolling magma, unleashing a ferocious and unparalleled offensive.

But whether it's the "great eruption" that can melt glaciers, or the deadly lava punches in close combat.

When they touched Whitebeard's "Murakumogiri," which was wrapped in profound, high-level Armament Haki and vibrating power, they were all easily shattered.

Before this monster, who was not injured like in the original work and was known as the "strongest man in the world".

Akainu's pride and joy, his extreme destructive power, couldn't gain him any advantage whatsoever; magma splashed everywhere under the impact of the shockwave.

Realizing that a direct confrontation would not be enough to defeat Whitebeard in his prime in a short time.

Akainu's eyes, hidden beneath his military cap, instantly turned incredibly sinister.

After a violent collision, he used the momentum to retreat, his peripheral vision piercing through the thick smoke, secretly glancing towards the rear of the Whitebeard Pirates.

There stood a deadly trap that he had meticulously planned and laid out long ago.

On the ice surface far behind, the giant vortex spider Squard held a huge long sword, but stood frozen in place like a statue.

In his mind, like a revolving lantern, the heart-wrenching lies that Akainu had uttered when he secretly approached him before the war replayed endlessly:

"Whitebeard had already made a deal with the Navy's high command..."

He intends to use the lives of all of you pirate crews under his command to save the life of his most beloved Ace…

"Look, the pacifists' artillery is all aimed at you, while the Whitebeard headquarters crew is completely unharmed. That's the best proof!"

Looking ahead at the white-bearded figure, as imposing as a mountain, desperately protecting everyone on the front lines.

Squard was plunged into an unprecedented struggle and pain.

He swallowed hard, his dry throat tight, beads of cold sweat covering his forehead and sliding down his cheeks.

Ultimately, his deep-seated hatred for the destruction of his former comrades by the Roger Pirates, and the despair of believing he had been betrayed by his most beloved "Old Man," completely overwhelmed his reason.

Squard took a deep breath and forced down his trembling hands.

He used the excuse that "the situation at the front is urgent and I need to report to my father in person."

Holding the enormous longsword, he walked step by step past his companions toward the white-bearded man who was completely unsuspecting of his "son".

When the distance between the two people is reduced to within arm's reach.

Squard clenched his teeth, and the veins on his arms bulged like writhing dragons.

His bloodshot eyes gleamed with a resolute killing intent. He suddenly drew his heavy longsword and, with all his might, thrust it fiercely into the white-bearded man's broad chest.

However, Squard, blinded by anger and despair, was unaware of this.

As a transmigrator who knew the original course of this world, how could Victor allow this enormous tragedy, which was enough to change the balance of war, to be repeated under his nose?

The tip of Squard's sharp blade was less than ten centimeters from the white beard's skin.

Just when even Whitebeard himself had completely trusted his son and had lowered his guard, at the critical moment...

The eerie, eternal kaleidoscope pattern in Victor's eye sockets suddenly erupted with a terrifying mental fluctuation that sent shivers down one's spine!

A high-level visual illusion, activated silently in an instant!

Squard's forward-leaning body suddenly stiffened.

In his vision and perception, he clearly felt that the long knife in his hand had successfully pierced through the white-bearded man's chest with unstoppable force.

He could even feel the blade tearing through flesh and the gushing, scalding blood.

But in the real world of everyone around, Squard's assassination attempt was strangely frozen in mid-air.

He was like a wax figure whose soul had been drained, his eyes unfocused, and the huge long sword hovered in front of the white-bearded man's chest, the blade unable to push forward even an inch!

Before Marco, Jozu, and the other captains around them could react to what strange situation had occurred.

"Sizzle—!"

A black afterimage wreathed in raging, dark blue lightning crossed the chaotic battlefield with incredible speed, appearing beside the white-bearded man as if by teleportation.

Viktor let out a cold snort.

He gripped the black sword Qiushui tightly with both hands, but did not use the sharp blade.

Instead, he used the broad back of his blade, carrying an unparalleled and powerful force, to deliver a fierce and heavy sweeping blow to Squard, who was frozen in an illusion.

"Bang!"

Accompanied by a dull thud of bones colliding.

Squard, trapped in the illusion and unable to break free, was sent flying by the immense force.

His body traced a parabola in mid-air before crashing heavily onto the hard ice surface, sliding backward for dozens of meters before coming to a stop.

The intense physical impact finally broke the mental shackles.

Squard coughed up a mouthful of blood, his unfocused eyes jerked violently, and he finally awoke completely from that illusory dream.

This sudden change instantly plunged the previously noisy surroundings into chaos.

Marco and the other captains and pirates of the Whitebeard Pirates were all shocked as Victor suddenly attacked and ruthlessly killed one of their own.

"Red Lotus! What are you doing?!"

Marco, engulfed in azure phoenix flames, demanded an explanation in a stern voice.

Viktor, however, paid no attention to the murderous gazes around him that seemed to want to devour him alive.

He lazily hoisted the black sword Qiushui onto his shoulder, strode forward, and stomped heavily on the huge longsword that Squard had just dropped.

Viktor looked down at Squard, who was coughing on the ice, a smirk playing on his lips.

"A brain is a good thing, but it's a pity you forgot to bring it with you when you went out."

"You can believe Akainu's clumsy, third-rate schemes of sowing discord without a doubt, and even point the knife at your father who has always protected you."

"Squard, you're hopelessly stupid!"

Just as Viktor finished speaking these merciless words, he successfully reversed the biggest tragic turning point in the Marineford War.

The system's crisp and pleasant notification sounded in Viktor's mind right on time:

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have successfully prevented the "Giant Vortex Spider Backstabs Whitebeard" incident!]

[The host's actions profoundly altered the timeline of the Marineford War, successfully preserving the world's strongest man's peak combat power and preventing him from suffering fatal internal injuries!]

[Reward received: 30000 Ninja Points.]

Father and Son, a Bankruptcy Conspiracy

Hearing Viktor's words, and recalling Squard's strange behavior and the fallen weapon, he felt a surge of emotion.

The Whitebeard Pirates members around them finally snapped out of their daze and realized what was happening.

Several pirate captains near the Great Whirlpool Spider were furious. They stepped forward and firmly held Squard, who was still vomiting blood, on the ice.

All eyes were fixed on the tall, imposing man, awaiting his judgment.

The white-bearded man slowly turned around, lowered his head, and looked deeply into Squard, who was pinned to the ground, with his eyes full of experience and vicissitudes.

There was no anger in his eyes, only an indescribable sense of tolerance and heartache.

"Let him go." The white-bearded man's voice was steady and deep.

"Dad?!"

The pirates who were holding Squard down were stunned when they heard this, and they could hardly believe their ears.

But faced with his father's unquestionable authority.

They gritted their teeth and obeyed the order, releasing their grip and kicking the giant vortex spider onto the ice.

The white-bearded man withdrew his gaze, turned back, and left his broad and imposing back to Squard.

"Woo-la-la-la..."

The white-bearded man let out a low laugh, his tone exuding the absolute aura of a king of the sea.

"Squard, if you still have the guts to assassinate your father, then try again anytime."

"If you don't have the guts, then grip your weapons tightly and get to the front lines to charge into battle!"

Hearing Whitebeard's words, which were not reproachful but instead full of boundless tolerance, he was deeply moved.

Squard's last shred of psychological defense completely collapsed.

His knees buckled, and he collapsed heavily onto the cold ice, digging his hands into the ice shards as he wailed.

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry, Dad! Waaaaah!"

Squard's cries were filled with endless regret and self-reproach.

"I was so stupid. I was misled by the Navy. I actually doubted my father... I deserve to die!!"

With Squard's public display of grief and tears, he directly exposed the navy's despicable "divide and conquer" tactic.

These words were clearly transmitted throughout Marineford and even to other parts of the world via the image Den Den Mushi (snail phone) on the battlefield.

In the distance, Akainu, standing below the execution platform, heard this confession and his facial muscles twitched violently, his face instantly turning extremely ugly.

Meanwhile, on the execution platform, Fleet Admiral Sengoku clenched his fists tightly.

Their carefully planned scheme was originally a fatal mistake—the most crucial step in weakening Whitebeard in this war.

But to everyone's surprise, the company so casually announced its complete bankruptcy.

The fully-fledged, peak-powered Whitebeard is about to reveal his true terror to the Navy.