Konoha's Mission Master

After all, he had to cooperate with the Revolutionary Army to overthrow the Celestial Dragons' rule, which inevitably meant he would be at odds with the Navy's high command. This had nothing to do with hatred or good and evil; it was simply a difference in stance.

On the other hand, since the Navy's target is him, there is no need for the Whitebeard Pirates to take the brunt of the Navy's attacks for him. What Yakumo hates most is... having others take the blame for him.

Do your own thing and take responsibility for your own actions.

The pressure of the conversation now falls on Ryu. He never expected that simply informing Yakumo of some information would suddenly escalate to the point of his father's life or death.

Long Duo wished time could stand still...

"If Father chooses to go against the greater good, then I beg the Yakumo brothers to solve this major threat to the Revolutionary Army."

Long paused for a few seconds... and answered in a deep voice, his voice trembling slightly, but his words were very clear.

The revolutionary army has recently suffered a terrible defeat at the hands of the navy, and as its leader, he can no longer afford to be concerned with personal feelings.

"Sacrifice is needed for freedom and peace, for a new world. Anyone who stands in my way is my enemy!"

His sudden decision, his voice no longer trembling, was delivered with a resounding conviction, stating the creed he had upheld throughout his life.

Upon hearing this, Yakumo replied, "I understand."

"Then I'll set off now."

"May you have great success in your military endeavors."

Yakumo handed the Den Den Mushi to Machi. Mori Masako and Yukotsu Chiyuki had already entered Sage Mode, and Shyvana also seemed eager to try, her eyes filled with a palpable fighting spirit.

Yakumo understood... Although Ryu spoke decisively and made the correct decision about becoming the leader of the Revolutionary Army, he still valued his father-son relationship with Garp very much in his heart, and this feeling was hard to sever.

This caused the tremor in his voice.

"On their way back to the New World, the Whitebeard Pirates encountered a Marine force that came to surround and attack us. The objective of this battle is... to rescue the Whitebeard Pirates."

"The enemy this time is the Navy?" Masako Mori said.

"That's right, and he's a strongman in the Navy."

You Gu Qianxue asked, "How strong is it?"

He didn't care who the enemy was, only who the enemy was strong.

"Three admirals plus a naval hero and a former marshal."

"This time we can finally fight to our hearts' content."

Masako Mori was very excited. She had eaten a Devil Fruit a few days ago and needed a big battle to refine the fruit's combat system with her own.

"If the enemy is destined to be our enemy, then we have no choice but to strike hard. When that happens, we need to be careful to coordinate... and remember to protect ourselves."

Yakumo stretched out his hands and covered Mori Masako and Yuuki Chiyuki's bodies with a layer of armor woven from blood-red vines, quickly injecting life energy to enhance the armor's strength.

"Understood, don't worry, we will ensure our own safety."

Shyvana stared longingly at Yakumo, waiting for him to coat her with a layer of blood-red armor, while Machi seemed to have figured something out.

Yakumo gave the order. He was usually very approachable, but when a battle broke out, he would become the captain of the group and be responsible for deciding who would participate. In his opinion, Shyvana's strength was not yet suitable for participating in top-level battles.

"Shyvana and Machi will stay at base camp."

Shyvana was somewhat taken aback by what she heard. She hadn't expected her teacher's decision to have her stay at the base camp. In reality, it meant that she wasn't strong enough to participate in the great battle.

"Master, I want to fight alongside you."

You Gu Qianxue immediately spoke, her tone slightly stern.

"You are not strong enough, and as disciples, we have no right to disobey our master's decision."

"As long as you are alive, there will always be opportunities in the future. Don't rush into this moment and ignore the long-term future."

Yakumo gave a comforting sigh, grasped the shoulders of the two, and released his chakra outward, forming a sphere that enveloped the three of them.

"Flying Thunder God Formation - Remote Teleportation"

Near the Reverse Mountain, the sea has been transformed into a thick, frigid island, radiating a terrifying chill. At the edge of the battlefield... Aokiji is in charge of creating an ice surface for the group to stand on.

Not far away, Whitebeard's pirate ship had been smashed to pieces, with several huge planks floating on the sea, along with wooden barrels and sails floating on the water. The keel of the ship was broken into three sections.

The surrounding sea surface was covered with broken ice, making the water temperature close to zero. Frozen corpses were soaking in the icy water, while three new warships were moored on the other side.

"fire punch!"

The domineering spherical flames spread outwards, causing the surrounding air to distort slightly. Even the sunlight was temporarily suppressed, and countless golden points of light converged to form the shape of Kizaru.

This time, there was no trace of laziness on his face. For the first time, he was serious about fighting because he realized that the enemy's strength was comparable to those monsters on the sea.

"The sinful bloodline of the Pirate King is indeed powerful."

"He truly deserves to be called a king."

On a distant warship, two tall, elderly men in pure white naval uniforms murmured their sighs.

"Isn't that battlefield over there a real battle of monsters?"

Garp looked at Ace with a complicated expression, then turned his head to look at another battlefield and changed the subject.

"They're all monsters."

The dark green carnivorous plants and tree roots fought fiercely, their entanglement and biting constantly occurring. Forests and seas of flowers grew on the sea surface, and terrifying shockwaves spread to the core of the battle.

Fujitora & Green Bull VS Whitebeard.

Marco vs. the new CP department chief's squad.

Kizaru vs. Ace.

These are the three battlefields at present. Sengoku and Garp have not made a move because they are conserving their energy and preparing for potential enemies.

Thousand-Faced Demon Emperor - Ii Yakumo.

Has he really become very strong?

Zhan Guo turned his gaze to the boundary between the sky and the sea, where seagulls circled overhead, interspersed with a few news birds carrying cameras.

This epic battle is destined to be the headline of tomorrow's World Economic Journal, and it will be a major event that changes the world order.

"It's not just strong, it's overwhelming absolute strength. Standing in front of him reminds me of how I felt when I was young and facing my teacher."

A glint flashed in Garp's eyes as he recalled that meeting outside Windmill Village. Even his henchman had put immense pressure on him; the sharp slashes reminded him of the world's strongest swordsman.

"If I had known this would happen... I should have killed him back then."

Sengoku felt a little regretful. After all, he had met Yakumo three years ago, but for some reason, he did not make a move and instead let Yakumo leave.

"Stop patting yourself on the back. Three years ago, the three top officers of the Whitebeard Pirates and the top officers of the Revolutionary Army were present. It was equivalent to a configuration of two emperors and three admirals."

"If you had intervened back then, the grass on your grave would probably be two meters long by now."

Karp tore open the senbei packaging, threw it into his mouth and chewed, then uttered a merciless complaint.

"Can you please stop eating rice crackers on the battlefield?!"

Sengoku, seeing Garp's extremely lazy posture, roared loudly in displeasure.

"What do you know? When my soldiers see me eating senbei, they feel more confident and won't be afraid when fighting pirates."

"Heh." Sengoku merely chuckled coldly, refocusing his attention on the two battlefields, ready to intervene and provide support at any moment.

"Borsalino seems to be having a hard time holding Ace back."

Garp's eyes darted around, intending to personally intervene and deliberately let Ace break through his limits, thus helping Marco fight against the CP division.

This would directly break the balance of the three battlefields, giving the Whitebeard Pirates a chance to break through.

"Stop your petty schemes. You're not allowed to go anywhere until Ichigo Yagami appears. A naval hero deliberately letting pirates escape will cause many new naval recruits to lose faith," Sengoku said.

"Sigh," Garp sighed softly.

Within the Navy, his presence was like a glorious and great benchmark, and many new recruits who heard of his legend chose to join the Navy with him as their role model.

In a sense, he has been elevated to a very high position, but that position has also restricted his freedom. He is a naval hero who enjoys many privileges and can even contradict the marshal.

But he absolutely cannot have any stains, especially the stain of colluding with pirates. Otherwise, he would no longer be a hero and would disappoint many naval officers.

The two old men continued to be on guard against the enemy and observed the trends of the three battlefields. At present, Kizaru was suppressed by Ace, Marco was suppressed by the CP Director's team, and only the battlefield on Whitebeard's side was still undecided.

Suddenly, a huge meteorite broke through the clouds, surrounded by crimson-gold flames caused by friction between the meteorite and the air. A massive shadow pressed down rapidly toward the tangled forest.

The surrounding clouds spread outwards like a giant ring, as if dressing the meteorite in a white skirt, carrying immense wind pressure as they swept across the area.

Dark green tree roots grew upwards and touched the huge meteorite. In the center of the forest, the white-bearded man's body was mostly woody, but his movements were still swift. His body gathered power like a taut bow, which crossed in front of his chest to continue the power.

"Airquake".

Dark cracks appeared in the space, and red and black lightning danced around. Shockwaves spread upwards along the tree roots, like transparent dragons crashing into a huge meteorite.

The next second, a deafening explosion rang out, and fragments of the meteorite flew around. The broken rocks burned with flames, like crimson fire lotuses blooming in the air.

After Whitebeard unleashed a powerful attack, his face turned somewhat pale, the petrification of his right side became more severe, and his entire body became full of vitality.

The carnivorous plant sea intensified its tearing at the tree roots, and Green Bull, noticing Whitebeard's weakness, accelerated its attack on him. His ability allowed him to manipulate plants and extract the life force of others to nourish his own body.

He could also draw life from the surrounding plants to nourish his own vitality, but he couldn't draw life from the plants controlled by the white-bearded man, as if he had encountered a natural nemesis.

Of course, it could also be an opportunity for awakening.

Green Bull had a feeling that if he could obtain Whitebeard's corpse, the substances extracted from it would be of great importance to his Devil Fruit.

This led to Green Bull's attacks on Whitebeard becoming increasingly frenzied. Although Whitebeard still had the strength to fight back, he was nearing his limit.

According to his Observation Haki, Marco was already in a tough fight, and if the battle continued, the outcome might turn out in the direction that Whitebeard feared.

Whitebeard's plan was to kill the two people in front of him before he died, only in this way... would he have the strength to help Marco and Ace.

Whitebeard directly released the suppression of the plant's will by his own, and the woody skin on his body showed more green, and even a few green leaves grew from the originally dry cracks.

His body was turning into wood at an accelerating rate, and an even more terrifying pressure emanated from his entire body. His woody fists expanded and grew to about two meters in length, looking somewhat bloated but brimming with terrifying power.

The face of Hashirama Senju appeared on Whitebeard's right shoulder, and the surrounding natural energy surged towards him.

His body began to swell, and dense veins appeared on the left side of his body, like a huge blood-red net. He raised his head and roared.

"I am Whitebeard Newgate!"

"Tremor-Tremor Fruit - Final Form: Thousand Hands of Might!"

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