One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

Western part of Beehive Island.

A golden light flashed instantly, and Kizaru's body vanished from its spot.

The next second, he had already appeared behind Beckman, his long golden legs sweeping across.

But Beckman didn't even turn around; his body sank half a step ahead, and the light-speed kick almost grazed the top of his head.

At the same time, the gun barrel was already aimed at the spot where Kizaru had re-materialized.

boom!

The bullets were wrapped in a dark, imposing aura.

Kizaru's pupils twitched slightly, and his head instantly transformed into an elemental form.

The bullet pierced through the light, yet its domineering power still drew a wisp of blood.

Kizaru reappeared in the distance and raised his hand to touch his cheek.

A trace of blood appeared on his fingertip.

"That's terrifying."

"The vice-captain of the Red-Haired Pirates."

The nearby navy simply couldn't understand why Beckman was able to pinpoint Kizaru's location time and time again.

But Kizaru himself already understood.

Beckman wasn't faster than light; what was truly terrifying was his ability to anticipate.

Before Kizaru could even make a move, Beckman had already roughly determined from which direction he would appear next by using his Observation Haki, body balance, attack habits, and the surrounding terrain.

The next moment, Kizaru transformed into a beam of light and shot into the sky.

"The Eight-Foot Jewel!"

A barrage of light projectiles rained down from the sky.

Beckman looked up, but instead of firing randomly at the light bullets, he suddenly turned the gun to the other side.

boom!

Just as Kizaru was reassembling there, bullets imbued with Haki were already hurtling towards him.

Kizaru frowned and dodged to the side.

"Futurism?"

Beckman reloaded.

"No, it's not that convenient."

Kizaru sighed softly, "That's really a headache."

Another battlefield.

Zoro's feet were deeply embedded in the ground, and the surrounding earth formed a huge circular depression.

Fujitora stood in front, his staff and sword pressing down slightly, and the terrifying gravity was almost entirely concentrated on Zoro alone.

Ordinary pirates, only a few dozen meters away, were instantly pinned to the ground upon approaching.

Zoro remained standing.

He gripped all three knives tightly at the same time, his muscles trembling as he fought against gravity.

Fujitora said in a deep voice:

"young people."

"If we go any further, the weight will only increase."

Zoro slowly raised his head, and a smile crept onto his lips.

"Perfect."

"I've never actually cut gravity before."

Conqueror's Haki began to entwine the blade, and black lightning continuously exploded.

"Nine mountains and eight seas—"

Zoro slowly raised his sword, and his body, which had been slightly bent over, gradually straightened up again.

Fujitora's expression turned serious for the first time.

The staff-sword pressed down again.

boom!

Gravity suddenly increases.

The ground beneath Zoro's feet collapsed several meters, but the three swords were still lifted up little by little.

"One great man, three thousand men—"

A burst of slashing power.

This strike didn't directly aim at Fujitora; instead, it forcefully tore open the gravity-covered area directly in front of him.

boom!

The gravitational field was breached by the Conqueror's Haki sword energy.

Zoro took a step forward and instantly rushed in front of Fujitora.

Three swords were wielded simultaneously.

Fujitora finally drew his cane sword completely.

clang--!

The blades clashed, and black lightning exploded in all directions.

Fujitora slid back half a step, and Zoro was also knocked back by gravity.

The two swordsmen were briefly separated.

Fujitora nodded slightly.

"very good."

"I underestimated you earlier."

Zoro bit down on Wado Ichimonji: "It's not too late to know now."

The next second, both sides attacked simultaneously again.

This battle has evolved from a simple interception into a true head-on confrontation between swordsmen.

the other side.

The chill created by Kuzan has covered a large area of ​​the city, freezing all the surrounding ruins, and even causing tiny ice crystals to float in the air.

Sanji stood in front of Robin, his legs burning, the intense heat continuously melting the approaching ice.

But the person Kuzan truly cared about was always Robin.

"A riot of colors!"

Numerous arms grew from the ice, instantly grabbing Kuzan's legs, wrists, and shoulders.

The cold air then spread in the opposite direction, quickly freezing those arms.

But Robin never imagined that she could subdue a Marine Admiral on her own.

She just needs to buy herself a little time.

The next moment, Sanji disappeared.

Kuzan had just completed his elemental transformation when a foot burning with blue flames appeared at the location where he had re-formed.

"Demon God's Wind Kick!"

boom!

Kuzan was sent flying horizontally, causing large sections of ice to shatter along his path.

Robin had already anticipated the landing point, and her giant hand rose from behind, slamming down on Kuzan once more.

Sanji and Robin stood one in front of the other, giving Kuzan no chance to easily create distance.

After a while.

Kuzan stood up again from the snow and ice, his clothes on his shoulders showing obvious scorch marks.

He wasn't angry; he just watched Robin quietly.

The day Ohara was destroyed seemed to reappear in my mind.

The child who sat on the small boat, hugging his legs, crying as he fled his hometown.

Now, they actually dare to reach out to a naval admiral.

Kuzan gently exhaled a breath of cold air.

"If Sauro sees it."

"They'll probably be quite happy."

Robin's expression shifted slightly, and he quickly revealed a faint smile.

"He has already seen it."

Kuzan was stunned.

"I saw him in Elbaf."

Kuzan was silent for a few seconds, then chuckled softly.

"I see... that guy is still alive."

next moment.

The cold air intensified again.

"Then I have even less to worry about—"

"You're being a little more serious now."

Another battlefield.

boom!

A golden shockwave swept across.

Marco spread his phoenix wings, and blue flames formed a huge barrier.

Joz's entire body turned into diamond, with his arms raised in front of him.

Even when the two joined forces, they were still pushed back by the onslaught of the Warring States period.

The enormous golden Buddha statue stands amidst the ruins, its power not diminished much by retirement.

Marco gritted his teeth.

"This old man..."

"Just as troublesome as Garp!"

The veins on Zhan Guo's forehead suddenly bulged.

"What right do you pirates have to call others old?!"

The second Buddha's palm had already crashed down.

But what Marco was truly worried about was not the Warring States period in front of him.

It was his father.

He could no longer sense his father's presence at all.

Joz clearly noticed this as well.

"Marco! We have to go!"

Marco certainly knew.

But the Warring States period was right in the way, making it almost impossible to get around.

Sengoku, seeing the expressions on the two men's faces, already understood what had happened.

But he did not give way.

The next moment, the blue flames suddenly surged.

Marco charged straight at the Buddha, and even though part of his body was shattered, the Phoenix Flame continued to regenerate at a rapid pace.

Jozu followed closely behind, his diamond-shaped body crashing head-on into Sengoku.

"The Buddha Shock!"

boom!

Jozu was forced to retreat, but Marco took the opportunity to swoop down from the sky and kick Sengoku hard in the shoulder.

The golden Buddha moved to the side for the first time.

Joz then charged at him again from the front.

The two Whitebearded Pirate captains have truly begun to fight desperately.

They weren't trying to win the Warring States period.

It was to get back to his father's side.

The Warring States period clearly saw through their intentions, but still did not give in.

"Whitebeard is dead."

In short, Marco and Joz both paused for a moment.

Marco suddenly looked up.

"What did you say?"

The Warring States period was silent.

There's no need to lie about this.

Marco's blue flames suddenly flickered, and Jozu's fists clenched tighter and tighter.

Just then, that familiar voice came from afar again.

Click—!

The air shattered.

The vibration spread.

But that aura of someone who used the Tremor-Tremor Fruit—

It wasn't a white beard; Marco's expression completely changed.

"Teach..."

At the same time, several top-level battlefields were clashing fiercely.

Underground at the port of Beehive Island.

A revolutionary army squad has entered the communications jamming zone previously set up by the World Government.

Scattered here are numerous damaged Den Den Mushi relay devices, as well as special jamming devices pre-installed by CP0.

Revolutionary army technicians quickly inspected the lines.

"This is not ordinary damage."

The person next to him immediately asked, "Can it be restored?"

The technician looked at the complex wiring in front of him and nodded.

"Can."

"But it will take time."

The revolutionary soldiers behind him immediately drew their weapons.

"Then we'll give you time."

The dragon's previous orders were very clear.

Upon landing on Beehive Island, one of the top priorities was to restore external communications.

The more the world government doesn't want the world to see it, the more important what's happening here becomes.

Technicians kept connecting the lines, and finally, a Den Den Mushi slowly opened its eyes.

Nourishes...

The screen remained black, but sound had returned.

In the distance, one could even faintly hear the roar of the nine-tailed fox and the shockwaves and explosions.

The technicians' eyes lit up.

"Got it!"

"Only one last layer of interference remains!"

CP0, responsible for monitoring the interference node, quickly detected the anomaly.

Several white figures rushed out of the ruins.

"Leave no one alive."

The revolutionary army was prepared, and the two sides clashed instantly.

There are no Four Emperors, no Admirals, and no Five Elders here.

It was just the most ordinary, yet most brutal, close-quarters combat.

Despite the constant injuries sustained by the revolutionary soldiers, they remained steadfast in their defenses, blocking the equipment.

The technicians' hands were constantly moving.

"Give me thirty more seconds!"

ten seconds.

Twenty seconds.

CP0 is getting closer and closer to the device.

One revolutionary soldier was knocked away head-on, and another immediately took his place.

The technicians, their foreheads covered in cold sweat, finally connected the last line.

The Den Den Mushi's body jolted violently.

Eyes fully open.

The darkness on the screen was first replaced by large patches of static.

Sizzle—!

Sizzle—!

Then.

The color reappears.

"Success! Signal has been restored to Hive Island!"

at the same time.

all around the world.

A large number of people are still waiting in front of the live streaming equipment that has been blacked out for a long time.

They had no idea what happened on Beehive Island afterward.

All I know is what happened before the live stream was interrupted—

Whitebeard is here.

Red hair.

Blackbeard was there too.

All three admirals of the Navy have arrived.

Garp and Sengoku appear.

The Straw Hat Pirates even descended from the sky.

Then, all the images disappeared.

But at that moment, the screen, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly flickered.

A buzzing sound rang out, and someone was the first to notice the anomaly.

"etc!"

"Screen!"

"The footage is back!!"

More and more people are looking up.

This moment—

The world has rediscovered Beehive Island.

The live stream had just been restored, but it was still shaking violently.

The camera pans across the battlefield.

Golden Buddha light, ice fields, gravity, beams of light, and Conqueror's Haki lightning—various terrifying forces appeared on the screen almost simultaneously.

Followed by.

The camera suddenly zoomed out.

A nine-tailed behemoth clad in crimson Susanoo armor occupies almost half the screen.

Nine tails swept across the battlefield.

On the other side.

Saint Satan and Saint Pitt are recovering from the black flames.

The world fell silent instantly.

Most ordinary people have no idea who those two monsters are.

But soon, the camera panned to the other side.

Nassou Sei.

Maz Saint.

Sacred Vochuli.

Some people who truly recognized the attire and characteristics of the highest levels of the world government began to show subtle changes in their expressions.

"five……"

"The Five Elders?"

The live stream continued to rotate.

The camera moves through vast ruins to the eastern battlefield.

A massive figure still stood there.

Whitebeard.

Someone immediately shouted excitedly:

"The white beard is still there!"

But the next second, they realized something was wrong.

The man made no move; the blood had completely stained the ground beneath his feet red, yet Congyunqie still supported his body.

The world's strongest man—

He died standing up.

Then.

On the other side of the screen.

Blackbeard slowly raised his fist.

A familiar white vibrating sphere covered the knuckles.

At that moment, the whole world fell into complete silence.

Meanwhile, far away in Mary Geoise.

A Den Den Mushi (snail phone) responsible for monitoring communications on Beehive Island suddenly opened its eyes wide.

The World Government official in charge of liaison turned pale instantly.

"Signal restored!"

"Honeycomb Island is back live on television!"

The entire room fell into a deathly silence instantly.

And deeper still.

The slender figure sitting in the darkness slowly raised its head.