Konoha's Mission Master

"How could he possibly have direct...contact with Seastone?"

Sengoku was shocked. According to the Navy's intelligence, Yakumo was a user of a mysterious Devil Fruit, but... today he attacked Akainu in full view of everyone, wielding Seastone.

They relied too much on Observation Haki, so even if Yakumo stood in front of them, he couldn't tell the difference.

Blackbeard stepped forward, standing in front of Yakumo, his hands enveloped in black smoke, preparing for battle.

Now he needs to put on an act to win over the Navy. Before he has the power to rule the seas, Blackbeard needs to maintain the persona of being...unambitious.

Patience... had become his instinct.

"It's no use... This isn't his true form."

Zhan Guo shook his head and sighed softly.

In fact, even now he cannot accept the fact that Akainu is dead. In all the calculations in his mind, there was no way that Akainu could have died from such a simple sneak attack.

"You got it right...but there's no prize."

Yakumo's shadow clone formed hand seals and then completely dissipated.

At the center of the underwater whirlpool, a massive water dragon gradually formed, roaring softly on the seabed.

It rammed into the warship!

The water dragon continued to expand until it exceeded a kilometer in length.

The vortex, which had been nearly stagnant, began to spin even faster.

Its power was terrifying!

The next second, the water jet collided with the warship, and a teeth-grinding cracking sound came from the bottom steel plate.

Until it completely cracked, the keel lasted less than a second under the impact of the water dragon.

A giant water dragon broke through the sea and flew into the air, its azure dragon head supporting half of a broken warship.

The water dragon flew higher and higher...up to a thousand meters!

From a distance, it looks like a giant, angry dragon crashing against the sky.

The air was filled with nearly transparent water droplets, which gradually fell downwards.

Ten seconds later, the water jet lost power.

Thousands of tons of weight suddenly crashed down!

With a deafening roar, like a thunderclap from the heavens.

A massive amount of water vapor rose from the spot where the dragon fell, spreading for nearly a hundred nautical miles before dissipating, while a powerful wind whipped Yakumo's clothes, making them flutter loudly.

At this moment, everyone in the Whitebeard Pirates was shocked by Yakumo's overwhelming strength; it was a brutal force that swept away everything in its path.

He has already reached the pinnacle of the ocean... Emperor level!

The raging dragon that burst forth from the sea was terrifying. No ship at sea could withstand such an attack. The shockwave swept in like a hurricane, carrying a large amount of water vapor.

"Akainu is dead."

Yakumo's mind was filled with memories of shadow clones, from the infiltration of the three shadow clones to their replacement in batches, and finally, the logical progression to the deck to report the damage to the engine room.

All of this happened in just a few minutes, but it was the result of the coordinated efforts of Yakumo's three shadow clones. The final assassination seemed like a natural outcome, but Yakumo had used all his life's skills to the extreme.

Transformation combined with stealth equals the god of assassination!

"Gurarararar... Sons, begin the counterattack!"

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Chapter 197 Dungeon World: Slaying the Four Emperors and Three...

The enormous whale turned the boat around and sped off.

The sea surface was cleaved open by the giant ship.

Whitebeard stood at the bow of the Moby Dick, his overcoat billowing in the wind.

Now, the Whitebeard Pirates only want to take simple revenge on the Navy and return all the anger and resentment they've accumulated over this period!

Whitebeard gazed at the wreckage of the naval warship.

His eyes blazed with fighting spirit, and his hands gradually gathered strength.

It emitted bright white halos.

Among the wreckage of the warship, Sengoku and Blackbeard stood on two large wooden planks. As for the other marines, they were either swept into the deep sea or carried further away by the surging currents.

The turbulent waves gradually calmed down.

Kizaru used his Devil Fruit powers to temporarily take flight.

"Prepare for battle."

Sengoku's eyes were filled with complex emotions. In the morning, he was still confident of victory and ready to completely crush his old rival. But now he was like a stray dog, standing pathetically on the wreckage of a warship.

All of this is because of... Yakumo Ii!

This person ruined his meticulously planned Marineford War to destroy the Whitebeard Pirates, and today... he ruined his plan to hunt down the Whitebeard Pirates again.

Even with his excellent self-control, Sengoku gradually broke down and began to hate... Ii Yakumo.

In the distance, the Moby Dick had already returned to port, and a barrage of shells rained down, further destroying the wreckage of the warship beneath their feet.

Sengoku's expression turned somewhat grim.

On the warship... Akainu's main task was to create a foothold for combat. It was because of his existence that Sengoku and the others were not afraid of the warship being destroyed. But now the warship has been destroyed, and Akainu, who created the floating island, has been killed in action.

Kizaru stood silently in mid-air, watching Akainu's corpse gradually being swept into the sea by the waves, showing no intention of retrieving Akainu's body...

It's true that Kizaru and Akainu were comrades-in-arms at the same time, but they were not friends. In fact, the two had fought several times due to disagreements.

Yakumo's main body raced across the sea surface.

The hands begin to form hand seals.

The next second, a giant wave nearly 100 meters high surged up, and the sea surface seemed to be covered with layers of waves. On the surface, white foam gradually appeared and disappeared, carrying a terrifying impact force as it crashed violently into the wreckage of the warship.

The Warring States period expanded its body and used the shockwave to smash the giant wave to pieces, but then a second giant wave surged up.

Behind it, giant waves continued to surge.

It seems... endless.

"The Eight-Foot Jade Curved Jewel!"

In mid-air, Kizaru spread his arms, and countless golden spots of light gathered in front of him, colliding with the giant waves like meteors, creating a deafening roar and splashing up layers of water.

Unfortunately, this did nothing to change the massive wave carrying hundreds of tons of seawater. Sengoku's breathing became slightly disordered, and his face gradually turned pale.

As we all know, the ocean is the weakness of all Devil Fruit users. Neither Blackbeard nor Sengoku can unleash their full power on the sea surface.

But the enemy seemed to be the master of the sea, repeatedly unleashing terrifying waves. At this moment, weren't they also fighting against the entire sea?

But they must resist!

This is a long time.

Yakumo single-handedly suppressed Blackbeard and Sengoku, and finally the wreckage of the warship beneath their feet was completely swept into the sea.

Sengoku could only use Moonwalk to dodge and weave in mid-air, and his stamina began to drain rapidly, while Blackbeard used the power of the Dark-Dark Fruit to create gaps in the black mist beneath his feet to stand on the sea surface.

Yakumo arrives riding the waves…

Behind him was Marco, the phoenix burning with blue flames, and Whitebeard and Ace, who were also using Moonwalk to temporarily float in the air. Moonwalk is a technique that can be easily mastered as long as one's physical strength reaches a certain level.

"The Warring States period is mine!"

The white-bearded man said loudly, "The two have been entangled for most of their lives. Although they are enemies, their relationship is more like that of close friends. Yet, these close friends will also attack each other without reservation because of their respective positions."

"I will fight Kizaru."

Marco flapped his arms, and the burning blue flames became even more turbulent, leaving behind feathers mixed with golden flames. Even his face took on animalistic features, and his feet had long since transformed into sharp claws.

Yakumo sensed that some energy... was awakening.

"A sign of partial awakening?"

After two years of fighting, Marco was not weakened by old injuries; on the contrary, he became more intelligent and powerful. He fought Kizaru in mid-air and was not at a disadvantage at all.

Is this the potential to become emperor?

In that instant, Yakumo suddenly realized that the reason the World Government, or rather the Navy, was relentlessly pursuing the Whitebeard Pirates was because they didn't want Marco and Ace to have time to continue developing and becoming stronger.

Otherwise, in five years, their strength will surely reach the level of Emperor, and then the World Government will no longer be able to interfere with the New World for the next thirty years.

Perhaps... it's because of fear?

"Leave Blackbeard to me."

Yakumo took a few steps forward, while Ace froze, somewhat at a loss. In fact, for the past two years, he had been in charge of fighting Akainu...

But now, Akainu has already fallen into the sea.

They couldn't even catch it... that kind of thing.

Ace, engulfed in flames, suddenly spotted a warship approaching from afar to provide support. An idea struck him, and he used Moonwalk and the properties of the Flame-Flame Fruit to move quickly.

Ace was now planning to cut off Sengoku and the others' retreat route, making this sea area a nightmare that the three of them would never forget for the rest of their lives!

With a splash, the sea surface undulated. Yakumo slowly walked towards Blackbeard, carrying the Glory Sword Box on his back. The mechanism made a soft hum as it operated, and two weapons slowly slid out.

Yakumo grabbed it with his other hand...

Right hand, demon-subduing, long sword... breaking the spell.

Left hand, Jie Yu, short blade...Broken Shadow.

"Actually... we don't need to go all out."

As Yakumo drew nearer, Blackbeard spoke softly, yet pure dark energy already gathered in his hands.

Blackbeard planned to hold back, since he had no reason to fight Yakumo to the death, and he also needed to conceal his strength and his incredibly peculiar physical structure from Sengoku as much as possible.

"Fleeting Light".

Yakumo didn't waste any words. The Sage Mode mark on his forehead was incredibly red, as if blood was flowing inside.