Marineford War: I Will Stand in the Sky

"So, shouldn't it end now? We've taken the brunt of Wang Xu's attack head-on."

The Blackwing Demon slowly flapped its wings, murmuring as it watched the location where all the blast waves were about to dissipate.

Suddenly, an abnormal gust of wind blew violently from below upwards.

wrong!

Sensing something amiss, Y'en quickly maneuvered the Blackwing Demon to dodge to the side.

The next instant, a deep blue wind blade swept past the Blackwing Demon and slashed off one of its black wings.

Unfortunately, for the Blackwing Archdemon, who possesses the inherent ability of "super-speed regeneration," injuries of this magnitude can be repaired in the blink of an eye.

Soon, as the Blackwing Demon's back twitched, the black wing that had been severed on one side stretched out again, and a sense of unease arose in Yaen's heart.

All of Blackwing Daemon's actions consumed Hancock's own physical strength.

Even though Hancock replenished herself and her physique increased when she fused with the Hollow Zanpakuto, she still had to fight for so long.

Black Cero, the King's Cero Flash, and Hyper Regeneration are all extremely energy-consuming, and now Yann can sense that Hancock's stamina is gradually reaching its limit.

Another gust of wind blew by, completely dispersing the aftershocks of the explosion caused by Wang Xu's flash, and Chief Freud, half of his body stained with blood, emerged from it.

"So that's how it is. It has such an exaggerated recovery ability. Even the 'Phoenix' Marco is no match for it. No wonder he dared to use such a suicidal move."

"Chief of Staff Freud said, panting heavily."

"The demon form of the mythical beast species that has never appeared before is indeed more troublesome than I imagined. It actually managed to push me to this point."

Listening to Chief of Staff Freud's words, which seemed to contain a different meaning, Yann vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

"But it's over, sinner. With this strike, I will utterly crush you."

As Chief Freud finished speaking, Yann, controlling the Blackwing Demon, looked up at the sky and suddenly discovered that the wind blade that had swept up from below had not dissipated. Instead, it exploded like a vortex, forming a huge cyclone.

"Great Tengu - Ultimate Technique - Feather Blade Storm!"

"Let this world-destroying wind blow its fiercest!"

The next moment, whirlwinds erupted above and below the Blackwing Demon.

With the two forces responding to each other, almost in the blink of an eye, a massive storm that stretched from the sky to the sea formed around the Black-winged Demon.

Surrounded by it, the Blackwing Demon repeatedly flapped its wings to try to stabilize itself, but felt as if it were floating on a feather.

[Chapter 168 Thunder Spear]

If someone could look down from a higher vantage point, they would surely see that the clouds within a hundred miles of Chief Freud and Arn were stirred up, forming a vortex-like pattern.

At the summit of the Red Earth, far from Chief Freud and Yann, a fierce wind suddenly arose, forcing many slaves to lie prone on the ground, lest they be blown away at the slightest carelessness.

"Be careful, hold on tight to each other..."

Tall slaves would occasionally speak up to warn each other, linking arms to shield themselves from the sudden gust of wind.

At sea level, the terrifying funnel-shaped vortex can be clearly seen overhead.

"Something's not right; this isn't normal weather."

As a Devil Fruit user who also controls the wind, Dragon frowned as he looked at the exaggerated weather in the distance and said...

Apart from Dragon, the other Revolutionary Army officers on the flagship, the "Winter Granma," were also dumbfounded by the earth-shattering phenomenon.

“Haha! Dragon, you’re not trying to say that it was man-made weather, are you?” “King of the Transvestites” Ivankov said incredulously.

“That’s possible,” Dragon said with a serious expression.

"Ivankov, the 'Queen of the Okama,'" Ivankov's expression twitched slightly, still expressing disbelief. "How is this possible? Who could do something like this? Perhaps this is one of the peculiar phenomena of the Grand Line."

However, Dragon's next words left "Transvestite King" Ivankov speechless.

"If I'm well-prepared, I can do that too."

After a pause, Dragon continued, "However, creating such a massive vortex storm not only consumes a lot of stamina, but also has little lethality against enemies of the same level, serving mostly only as a restraining effect."

At this point, a look of worry appeared on Dragon's face as he looked down at the Den Den Mushi he was holding and said.

"We haven't been able to contact the staff officer for a long time. Could something have happened?"

“Dorag, aren’t you overthinking this? Didn’t you say the Chief of Staff isn’t good with force? Even if something happened to the Chief of Staff, it wouldn’t warrant such an extreme approach, would it?” Ivankov said.

“Hmm, that’s true…” Dragon.

……

At this moment, tens of thousands of meters above the ground.

Being in the center of that enormous vortex storm, and with the surrounding storm growing ever stronger, even with the power of the Blackwing Demon, he could only barely maintain his footing in the center of the vortex storm.

It's fair to say that if the Blackwing Demon fails to hold its ground, Yern knows very well that the outcome will be similar to that of an ant thrown into a centrifuge.

Just as Yaen was preparing to find a way to disrupt the stability of this vortex storm, the wings behind Chief Freud, who was not far from the Blackwing Demon, flapped rapidly.

Instantly, a large number of feathers, comparable to steel, detached from the wings and plunged into the vortex storm.

In an instant, Yann understood why it was called "Feather Blade Storm"!

This vortex storm is not a centrifuge, but is about to become a meat grinder, with the feathers being the sharpest blades, exerting a terrifying cutting effect as the storm rages.

crisis!

Even though the "Blackwing Demon" has extremely strong defensive capabilities and "super regeneration" in its fully unleashed state, Yaen doubts that the Blackwing Demon might not be able to withstand the power of the Feather Storm when it reaches its limit.

More importantly, Hancock's stamina would definitely not be able to withstand the frequent use of "Super Regeneration".

Fight!

Without further hesitation, Yann focused all his efforts on stabilizing the Blackwing Demon's body while slowly spreading his hands apart to the sides in front of his chest.

In an instant, a beam of light condensed and gradually formed a spear-shaped pillar of light in front of the Black-winged Demon.

"Thunder Spear!"

As the final spearhead materialized, the Blackwing Demon pulled back and grasped the "Thunder Spear" in front of him!

Thunder... is not a description of its physical nature, but rather of its power!

"With the force of thunder, unleash the might of judgment!"

The next moment, just as countless feathers were flying rapidly towards the Blackwing Demon amidst the vortex storm, the Blackwing Demon also hurled the "Thunder Spear" in his hand at Chief Freud.

"Whoosh!"

"Zizzizizi!"

The sound of something cutting through the air, along with the sound of numerous feathers striking and cutting through the "Thunder Spear," rang out simultaneously.

In an instant, under the extremely frequent impact of the feathers, the "Thunder Spear" lost its original stability, and the power contained within it exploded.

"boom!!!!"

A bright light suddenly appeared in the sky, almost like a fleeting sun in the darkness.

In this incredibly violent explosion, the towering vortex storm dissipated and vanished, causing the Blackwing Demon, which had been imprisoned in the center by the feather blade storm, to be blasted to the other side by the shockwave.

At the same time, the demonic appearance of the Blackwing Demon was gradually dissipating, and in the end it could only barely maintain a pair of black wings floating in mid-air.

"Did we win, Lord Yan?"

Hancock, whose consciousness had regained control of her body, felt a wave of weakness and exhaustion, and managed to ask a question with difficulty.

"An explosion at that distance should have blasted that guy to pieces..."

Yann's voice echoed in Hancock's mind.

“But I have a feeling that guy isn’t that simple. Hancock, you should leave here and find a safe place to rest. Don’t stay here.”

Hancock hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Where shall we meet, Lord Yern?"

"Have you forgotten? We have a pact, and I can sense your location at any time," Yann said reassuringly.

“I understand, Lord Yann.”

As Yann's consciousness left Hancock's mental space, Hancock also struggled to flap her black wings, descending into the pitch-black night sky, and then searching for an island to land on.

……

On the other side, in the edge of the Holy Land Mary Geoise.

As the "Thunder Spear" swept across the battlefield with its sun-like light, it revealed the terrible and miserable state of the slaves.

Under the cover of Tiger and Corazon, tens of thousands of slaves have retreated to the edge of the Red Line, and some have entered the bubble cable cars and descended to the sea.

However, there were far too many slaves!

Even if all the bubble cable cars in Bubble Cable Car Port were operating at overcapacity, they could only transport about three thousand slaves at a time.

A round trip on the bubble cable car takes at least an hour.

That is to say...

"Should we stay for ten hours?"

Even the mighty but somewhat dim-witted Tiger understood that this was almost impossible. No matter how slow the World Government's reaction was, ten hours would be enough for them to mobilize their forces and completely crush them.

[Chapter 169. Steel Bones - Emptiness]

“Hehe, Mr. Corazon, I seem to have done something foolish. Too many.” Tiger said with a laugh to Corazon beside him.

Corazon wasn't angry; instead, he spoke in a teasing and helpless tone.

"Ah, I noticed that too. Tiger, your math skills aren't very good. You came up with this plan."

Tiger scratched his head and said.

"Hahaha, I never expected to be able to lead so many slaves to escape here. I can only blame Mr. Corazon for making everything seem too smooth. This is a happy trouble."

"happiness?"

Just then, a mocking voice rang out from behind the heavily armored soldiers who had surrounded the slaves.

“You unforgivable criminals have had enough of this.”

As the heavily armored soldiers made way, a man with an incredibly burly physique and a distinctive "mountain"-shaped hairstyle emerged from among them.

"Steel Bones - Void!"

Almost instantly, both Corazon and Tiger recognized the man in front of them.