One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

"A bunch of brats!"

"The grandest event in the world of pirates—have you even asked me?"

Karp's voice echoed through the harbor of Beehive Island.

The giant island hand, hundreds of meters high, had been completely shattered by the galactic impact, and countless rocks rained down on the ice surface.

The naval landing ship, which had been shrouded in shadow, was finally out of danger.

The young marines on the ship stared at the aged figure descending from the sky, momentarily stunned, before erupting into a deafening cheer.

"Lieutenant General Garp!"

"He's a naval hero!"

"We're saved!"

Garp landed in the center of the harbor, the ground beneath his feet caved in all directions, and his cloak of justice fluttered wildly behind him as he was struck.

His gaze pierced through the flames and the still-fighting crowd, quickly landing on the Whitebeard Pirates' front line.

Ace saw him too.

The two stared at each other across the chaotic battlefield.

The anger that had not yet faded from Ace's face paused briefly, and the flames rising around him subsided slightly.

"Old man..."

Garp looked at the wounds on his body, then glanced at Thatch's body being escorted away by the Whitebeard Pirates, and his brows slowly furrowed.

"You've run into this troublesome place again."

Ace looked up.

"I don't need you to save me this time."

Garp was silent for a moment.

"That would be best."

Some things simply cannot be said on such a battlefield.

When he saw Garp actually set foot on Beehive Island, the fear in Blackbeard's eyes only lasted for a moment before being replaced by an even more sinister smile.

"Thief, hahaha!"

"Naval Hero Garp!"

Blackbeard's voice was transmitted throughout the island via the surrounding visual Den Den Mushi (snail phone).

"Your grandson hasn't arrived yet."

"But another brat you raised yourself has already sided with Whitebeard!"

He pointed at Ace.

"What are you going to do?"

"Capture Ace first, and fulfill the Navy's duty?"

"Or should we help him deal with his father, and admit that even so-called naval heroes can betray justice for their families?"

The smile on the black-bearded man's face grew wider and wider.

The whole world is watching Beehive Island.

If Garp hesitates, the Navy's stance will be fractured.

If Garp were to attack Ace, the Whitebeard Pirates would certainly stop him.

If Garp were to turn his attention to Blackbeard, the World Government would also suspect whether he was prepared to side with the pirates.

No matter which side you choose.

Even black beards can make the battlefield more chaotic.

Garp simply raised his hand and picked at his ear with his little finger.

"It's so noisy."

The black-bearded man's smile paused slightly.

Garp looked at Ace first, his tone unwavering.

"He's a pirate."

"I am a navy man."

"You don't need to remind me of this."

Then he looked down at the cracked prison area below the port.

The dimly lit space held a large number of naval prisoners, craftsmen, and slaves.

Those people were chained together in the rock formations that could collapse at any moment, and some of the marines had even had a large portion of their lifespan drained by the Soul-Soul Fruit.

Garp's expression gradually darkened.

"As for who to capture first—" He slowly clenched his fist. "I'm not one for a pirate to decide for me."

Whitebeard hoisted the Murakumogiri, the vibrations still swirling around its blade.

"Kapu".

"All I want today is Teach's head."

Garp turned his head and glanced at the white-bearded man.

"I have no interest in the feud between you two scoundrels."

The white-bearded man's eyes turned cold.

"He is no longer my son."

"Wouldn't that be better?"

Karp stretched his shoulders, his joints making a crisp cracking sound.

"Go ahead and cut."

"Anyone who dares to get in my way, I'll beat them up too."

Seeing this, Blackbeard suddenly raised his only remaining arm.

"Dark water!"

Thick darkness spun in my palm.

A powerful gravitational force instantly enveloped Garp, pulling all the surrounding rubble, weapons, and corpses toward Blackbeard.

The stone slab beneath Garp's feet cracked, and his massive body moved rapidly forward under that gravitational pull.

Blackbeard grinned.

The Dark-Dark Fruit can not only forcefully attract enemies, but also cause them to lose their Devil Fruit powers the moment they come into contact with the user.

This is his most advantageous fighting style when facing any ability user.

The next moment.

Blackbeard suddenly realized something.

Garp is not a Devil Fruit user at all.

This man, who has repeatedly cornered the Pirate King with his fists, has never needed the power sealed by the Dark-Dark Fruit.

Instead of resisting gravity, Karp took a step forward.

He used the pull of the dark water to instantly increase his speed to an even more terrifying level.

The aged figure smashed through the rubble along the way and arrived in front of the black-bearded man in the blink of an eye.

The smile on the black-bearded man's face suddenly froze.

"etc--"

Garp's fist was clenched.

His entire arm was covered in jet-black Armament Haki, while his Conqueror's Haki transformed into black and red lightning, constantly exploding within the dark vortex.

Blackbeard immediately activated the Soul-Soul Fruit.

Several dark flames intertwined to form a barrier in front of him.

Several dead soldiers nearby rushed over, trying to block the punch with their bodies.

Karp did not slow down.

The first corpse had barely gotten close when it was blasted to pieces by the force of the punch.

The second body exploded along with the soul fire within it.

Several dark tentacles rose from the ground and wrapped around Garp's arm. Before they could drag him into the dark acupoint, they were forcibly torn apart by Conqueror's Haki.

Garp pierced through the darkness and soulfire, arriving directly in front of Blackbeard.

"Devil Fruit?"

"When I was young—"

"I've never used that kind of thing!"

The fist slammed into the black-bearded man's face.

boom--!

Blackbeard's entire face instantly distorted.

His nose was knocked crooked to one side, and several more of his few remaining teeth flew out.

Its massive body lifted off the ground, spun around, crashed through the rock wall behind it, and rolled for hundreds of meters along the street.

boom!

He finally smashed into a building that had been given a soul.

The Homitz building emitted a terrified scream as its walls caved in from the center before collapsing completely from the impact of the black-bearded man.

Beehive Island was briefly quiet.

Those pirates who had just regained their courage because of the arrival of the navy were all frozen in place.

Blackbeard had barely put on the crown when Whitebeard smashed his throne, and then Garp punched him away.

The so-called "Black Emperor" is gradually turning into a farce where he is repeatedly beaten by the powerful figures of the old era.

Garp did not continue the pursuit of Blackbeard.

He rushed towards the entrance to the underground prison as soon as he landed.

The rock strata there have closed up again, and a stone gate tens of meters thick has sealed the passage.

The shouts of marines echoed from behind the door, while Pizarro's voice also came from the rock wall.

"Don't touch my body!"

The rock layers around the stone gate rapidly squeezed towards the center, attempting to engulf Kap along with the entrance.

Garp covered his hands with Haki and grabbed both sides of the stone door.

"Who cares about you!"

His strong arms suddenly exerted force.

The entire Beehive Island emitted a screeching sound as the connection between the stone gate and the island itself continued to crack.

Pizarro desperately tried to control the closure of the rock strata, but he couldn't stop the giant door from being pulled outward little by little.

"Give this to me—"

"open!"

boom!

The heavy rock gate was forcibly torn off the island by Garp, who then turned and threw it towards the distant legion of the dead.

Dozens of imprisoned naval prisoners appeared at the back of the passage.

They were wearing shackles, and their uniforms were already torn.

Upon seeing Garp standing at the entrance, the marines, who had been in despair, were first stunned, and then their eyes instantly turned red.

"Lieutenant General Garp..."

Karp did not turn around.

"Do you still have the strength to walk?"

A naval prisoner gritted his teeth and stood up straight.

"have!"

"Then stop dawdling."

Karp shattered the chains with a punch.

"The navy has arrived."

The landing force arrived at the port just as it was crossing the ice. Several lieutenant generals from headquarters immediately took control of the entrance and organized the evacuation of prisoners to the warships.

Ace stood at a distance, watching Garp's back as he walked away.

Ace slowly clenched his fist and looked again at the black-bearded man in the collapsed building.

But he also had things he had to accomplish.

On the naval flagship, Sengoku watched Garp rush into the battlefield without permission, his forehead veins throbbing.

"That bastard."

"After all these years, they still refuse to wait for orders!"

Sakazuki stood at the bow of the ship and did not order Garp to be recalled.

Although that punch disrupted the original plan, it also opened the first safe passage for the navy.

The Warring States period naturally understood this as well.

He took off his coat, and golden light slowly rose from his body, causing his aged body to begin to swell.

"Landing troops, follow up."

"Establish an evacuation zone along the passage opened by Karp."

"Don't pursue the white-bearded man and the redhead for now."

"The Navy's primary objective is to control the port, rescue the prisoners, and block the road leading to the stone monument."

Sakazuki looked at the three Emperors on the island.

Lava was slowly dripping from the surface of his arm.

"All pirates."

"It all has to be dealt with eventually."

The Warring States period did not refute this.

Inside the collapsed building.

The man with the black beard covered his face and slowly rose from the depths of the ruins.

His nose was crooked, and blood was constantly flowing from the corner of his mouth and nostrils.

The Dark-Dark Fruit caused him pain far exceeding that of ordinary people; Garp's face was already swollen from that punch.

A large amount of stored soul rapidly flowed into the body.

Black soul flames coiled around his head and chest, forcefully suppressing his injuries.

Lafitte rushed to the vicinity, cane in hand, his face showing obvious tension for the first time.

"Admiral."

"The main naval force has begun its landing."

"Should we temporarily retreat to the depths of the island?"

"withdraw?"

The black-bearded man spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with his teeth, and a smile reappeared on his twisted face.

"Why are we withdrawing?"

He peered through the smoke and dust at the naval forces landing on the island.

Whitebeard, Shanks, Garp, and the three admirals of the Navy have all entered the Beehive Island battlefield.

The number of enemies is indeed increasing.

However, the objectives of the enemies are completely different.

The stronger these people are, the less likely they are to truly join forces with each other.

"Thief, hahaha!"

Blackbeard straightened up again.

"Let them all in."

"The more people enter Beehive Island..."

"The more people die, the more people will die!"

On the frozen sea, all naval landing craft set off simultaneously.

The dense formation of warships created several advancing routes, with a large number of marines approaching the port of Beehive Island along the ice and landing ships.

Sakazuki remained standing at the bow of the central flagship.

Crimson lava dripped continuously from his right arm, melting the ice beneath his feet and releasing large plumes of white steam.

The next moment, he took a step forward, and his entire body transformed into scorching magma as he burst out of the warship.

boom!

Crimson magma shot into the sky from the ice surface.

Between steam and flames, a road paved with molten lava stretches rapidly toward Beehive Island.

Sakazuki walked step by step towards the port, treading on the lava.

The marshal's overcoat billowed behind him.

"The entire navy is landing."

His voice was amplified and transmitted throughout the entire fleet via a Den Den Mushi (sound-transmitting electric scooter).

"remember--"

"All the pirates on the island."

"They are all enemies."