Marineford War: I Will Stand in the Sky

Fortunately, CP0 member Barak was a pure martial arts expert and not particularly fast.

Furthermore, the former owner of the "Soul-Slaying Blade - Sparrow Bee" was a captain of the Secret Service, a master of techniques such as Instant Step and assassination. This has made Arn's Instant Step skills increasingly advanced, giving him about 90% confidence that Barak could not touch the hem of his clothes.

Otherwise, for safety's sake, Yann would have chosen to slip away to lure Barak away, instead of forcibly holding him back like this.

However, now, Yann is in a dilemma.

If Robin, who is at the core of this plan, has a problem, it will obviously lead to a complete collapse of the situation.

Or... should we try to forcefully eliminate this CP0 member in front of us?

Ya'en quickly considered the feasibility of this method.

However, unlike Devil Fruit users, those skilled in physical combat have almost no obvious weaknesses or flaws.

Based on the intelligence gathered from the battle between Yann and Barak, it would be easy to suppress a man like this with his speed and the "two-hit kill" ability of "Shikai: Suzumebachi".

However, killing Barak, who possesses the "Intuitive Danger" Observation Haki, would be incredibly difficult.

Senbonzakura would likely be equally difficult to break through his defenses; Divine Punishment would be too slow and sluggish for Barak; while the "one-hit kill" Suzumebachi Raikouben in his Bankai state would be powerful enough, it would be almost impossible to hit Barak, who could sense the danger, head-on.

[Chapter Sixty-Nine: The Last Glimmer of Hope]

This is troublesome...

As Yann continued to suppress Barak, he sensed the changing situation in Frevans and his mind grew increasingly worried.

In Yann's perception, there was no sign that the soldiers from the neighboring country were under control, and Robin and the Revolutionary Army members were simply guiding the citizens of Frevans to retreat towards the border of Forsebna.

However, this only temporarily delays the occurrence of tragedies such as massacres, which is tantamount to a slow death.

As soldiers from neighboring countries continue to shrink and suppress the movement of the people of Frefans, only a large-scale massacre will eventually occur.

However, while Yann's speed might allow him to shake off Barak at any time, leaving Barak unattended would essentially expose Flevance's situation to the World Government, which would also be a desperate situation.

Where is the solution to this impasse?

Yann's expression gradually became more anxious, and his attack rhythm also changed, which gave Barak, who was firmly suppressed, a few more chances to catch his breath.

As the gunshots and screams within the Flevans area grew more frequent, Barak guessed the source of Yann's anxiety.

"Despair? As a Frenzynesian, to watch your country be destroyed?"

Barak said this with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

"Give up the struggle. 'Lead disease' is incurable. You might as well just die sooner rather than later and suffer less pain."

"What a ridiculous statement. Life is not something to be given up on."

Immediately, Yann calmly retorted, "Don't you feel even a shred of pity as you watch these lives slip away?"

"Too many lives are lost on the sea every day, I don't have that kind of extra kindness."

As soon as he finished speaking, Barak seized on a slight opening in Yann's speed and suddenly blasted it with his finger gun.

Unfortunately, the speed difference between the two was too great, and Yann almost instantly turned into a blur to dodge the attack.

'What a fast bastard, not just fast, but maintaining a high level of agility and speed throughout.'

'What is that strange movement? It's completely different from the principle of 'Naval Six Styles: Shave'...'

Frustrated by another failed counterattack, Barak grumbled and taunted the situation.

"Are you unwilling? Unfortunately, this is the fate that God ordained for Frevans. The disaster began with albinism, and he was buried in the great fire of the Red Lotus. No one can change this ending."

god?

Those Celestial Dragons who call themselves gods?

However, with the current strength of Yann and the Revolutionary Army, they are indeed in a predicament and can only watch helplessly as the situation worsens.

This outcome was something that Yann had actually anticipated.

It was only because he was moved by Robin's determination that Yann decided to give it a try.

"Wow—wow—wow..."

Just then, a hoarse cawing of crows suddenly rang out all around, and large flocks of crows appeared around Yann and Barak.

Immediately, a burly bald man with a bird-beak-shaped megaphone in his mouth and wearing a black feather coat suddenly appeared and attacked Barak, bypassing Yann.

'That bastard Dragon finally sent someone with real fighting ability...'

Yann cursed Dorrag in his heart, but he still recognized the man in the black feather coat in front of him.

Karas, also known as Raven, is a taciturn man with a naturally soft voice. He is also the captain of the Revolutionary Army's North Sea Fleet in the original Trails series.

As for strength...

Yann glanced at him briefly and was relieved to find that he could easily keep up with Barak.

Immediately, Yann nodded subtly to Karas, without exchanging any further words, and then transformed into a blur, rushing towards Xiao Jin.

"What's going on, Robin?"

In this urgent situation, Yann disregarded formalities and, after returning to the castle inside Xiao Jin's body, went straight to asking the question.

Seeing that the person she relied on, Yann, had returned safely, Robin, who was usually strong, almost burst into tears on the spot, and said with self-blame.

“Brother Yann, it’s…it’s my problem. ‘Cursed Eye Sangha’ can’t control those soldiers through their protective suits.”

"what?!"

Yann hadn't expected the problem to arise here, and he quickly poked his head out of the castle window to look down.

Sure enough, almost every soldier from the neighboring country was wearing airtight protective suits and carrying guns, clearing out the citizens of Frefans street by street.

"Truly... even the most meticulous plans can have flaws..."

Yann's voice also became somewhat low and dejected.

According to Yann's plan, even if things don't go smoothly, at least half of the Frevans citizens can be rescued.

However, what Yann never expected was that the most fundamental aspect that ruined the plan stemmed from the World Government's slander and rumors about Flevance, claiming that "Amber Lead Disease" was an infectious disease.

This resulted in all the soldiers attacking Flevans wearing protective suits, effectively isolating them from the control of the "Cursed Eye Sangha".

"What should we do, Brother Yan?" Robin asked helplessly.

Yaen could only fall into silence.

Today, the situation below Frevans is deteriorating, and the living space of its citizens is shrinking.

Even though the revolutionary army members continued to guide the citizens of Flevans to safety, they were already approaching a dead end.

Under these circumstances, if Yann still insists on rescuing these Frevans citizens, then this is the only remaining option.

That is, Yann risked exposing his identity and the existence of the Revolutionary Army to forcibly protect a portion of the Flevans citizens through force, and then quickly transferred and hid them.

However, the cost of this method is too high, so high that Yaen simply cannot make such an irresponsible choice!

It should be noted that in doing so, not only would Yann be effectively betraying the Navy in the open, but the Revolutionary Army, which was still in its infancy, would also be fully exposed to the World Government.

"Ugh……"

Yann sighed and shook his head helplessly at Robin.

Furthermore, Yann had already prepared for the worst and was ready to activate the final emergency plan.

This means starting to relocate and hide revolutionary comrades, and taking away the children from Flevans who had the mildest "lead poisoning" and were the most likely to survive until a cure became available.

"Is there really no other way?" Robin murmured with despair in his eyes.

“Perhaps there is another faint hope, that is, that I may temporarily awaken a power that can replace the ‘Cursed Eye Monk’ and play an effective role,” Yann said in a low voice.

"Brother Yann, is there any way to gain this power?" Robin asked with a hint of hope.

Yann gave a slightly stiff smile and said.

"In that case, Robin, just take my hand and convey your feelings as much as you can."

[Chapter 70. Shatter, you illusory flower, you beautiful moon]

In fact, Yann was mostly comforting Robin with these words, giving the girl, who was determined to prevent similar tragedies, something to hold onto.

And coincidentally, it's almost Aon's birthday, which is the time each year when Aon can awaken a brand new Zanpakuto.

However, Yann did not actually have any hope of actually obtaining such power by chance.

Even though Zanpakuto abilities are incredibly diverse, the probability of awakening a Zanpakuto that can control enemies like the "Cursed Eye Sangha" is probably no less than winning the lottery.

Time was slowly passing, and the space for the citizens of Frevans below to move around was being continuously compressed. Robin held Yann's little hand tighter and tighter, as if hoping for a miracle.

"Ding-dong, ding-dong..."

At midnight, the clock tower in the center of the "white town" of Flevans slowly turned its hands, then stopped at twelve o'clock in the morning, and the ancient bells rang out melodiously, heralding the beginning of a new day.

Unfortunately, this may have been the day of the end for Flevance, the day of destruction, the last day.

At the same time, a Zanpakuto slowly materialized in the hand that Robin was holding tightly.

After just one glance, Yann's expression couldn't help but show some disappointment.

Because this Zanpakuto looks so ordinary, it seems to have no special features whatsoever.

In the past, Yaen would almost always just use such an ordinary Zanpakuto to test its abilities and then convert it into his own spiritual power.

So... what's your name?

Yaen slightly raised the Soul-Slaying Blade and asked himself a question.

A calm and composed voice also rang out in Arn's mental space, responding to Arn.

"my name is……"

In an instant, Yann's expression froze, and his pupils contracted.

Noticing Yann's unusual behavior, Robin asked anxiously, "Brother Yann, how are you?"

"what……"

Yann responded, then couldn't help but vigorously rub Robin's head and said.

"Robin, you are truly amazing. It seems that your thoughts have really reached the heavens."

"So, Brother Yann, you really can save the people of Flevans?" Robin asked, her voice brimming with surprise and joy.

Yone raised the brand-new Zanpakuto in his hand and laughed. "Hmm, with this seemingly ordinary Zanpakuto, the future you desire... you can achieve it!"