One Piece: The user of the Nen-Nen Fruit, who overturned the sea.

"That's enough!"

With a roar, the golden light in the form of the Buddha suddenly surged.

He clasped his hands together, and a terrifying shockwave spread outwards from him in all directions.

Yamato was the first to be hit, thrown back by the shockwave, his spiked club flying out of his hand.

His body somersaulted several times in the air before crashing into the distant ruins.

Savi fared no better, struck head-on by the shockwave, his ribs cracking with a sharp sound.

He was sent flying backwards, crashing through a crumbling wall before coming to a stop.

The two lay motionless on the ground.

"Yamato! Savi!"

Charon's expression changed, and he swung the harpoon chain in his hand at Sengoku.

But the Warring States period completely ignored him.

His targets were Yamato and Savi—these two key players had already fallen, and the remaining three couldn't stop him at all.

He wanted to seize this opportunity to rush over and stop the Beehive Island officers who were massacring naval officers.

"Don't even think about leaving!"

Charon's harpoon entangled Sengoku's leg, while Enel's high-voltage lightning simultaneously struck Sengoku's face.

Zhan Guo raised his hand to block the lightning, and a scorch mark was left on his golden Buddha palm.

He grabbed Charon's chain with his backhand, pulled hard, and yanked Charon flying towards him, then slapped Charon in the chest with his palm.

Charon coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his body flew out like a kite with a broken string.

Enel was also shaken in mid-air by the aftershocks of the shockwave.

But just as the Warring States period was about to take a step, a green light shone on the battlefield.

Pea was kneeling beside Yamato and Savi, her hands transforming into vines.

Clusters of green life energy surged from their palms, continuously flowing into their bodies.

The green light was soft and warm, carrying a rich sense of life.

Under the light, a thin layer of moss grew on the surrounding ice surface.

Yamato's finger twitched.

Savi's chest began to rise and fall again.

The wounds on both of them were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the fractures made a faint cracking sound, the sound of bones rejoining.

Her previously weak breathing became steady again, and some color returned to her pale face.

"cough--"

Yamato coughed up a mouthful of blood and slowly opened her eyes. She saw Pea kneeling beside her, her hands pressed against her chest.

The warm, green energy was continuously flowing into her body, repairing her shattered internal organs and broken bones.

"That's enough, peas."

Yamato sat up, stretched his neck, and made a series of cracking sounds.

She reached out and picked up the spiked club that had fallen to the side, stood up, and looked at Sengoku, who was fighting Charon and Enel in the distance.

A fighting spirit rekindled in her eyes.

"continue."

Savi also got up from the ground. He touched his chest; the broken ribs he had just broken were now completely healed.

He cracked his neck, making a snapping sound, then grinned.

"Ouch, that really hurts!"

"But I haven't had enough yet."

The two pushed off the ground at the same time, creating two dents in the ice beneath their feet, and charged towards Sengoku like cannonballs.

Ice-blue light re-condensed on Yamato's spiked club, Conqueror's Haki wrapped around it, and dark red lightning intertwined with the ice-blue light.

"Ice and Thunder Eight Trigrams!"

Savi's right fist was filled with Armament Haki to its fullest extent, and all the power of the Iron Bone Giant Ape was compressed into this punch.

"Iron Bones - Mountain Crash!"

Sengoku had just forced Charon back with a single palm strike, and before he could even turn around, two attacks had already arrived.

He had no choice but to stop and unleash both palms to take the full force of Yamato and Savi's attack.

The shockwave exploded between the three people, and a large section of the surrounding ice was overturned.

The ground beneath the feet of the Warring States period cracked into countless fissures, which spread outwards for dozens of meters in all directions.

His feet sank into the ice, but he did not back down.

"You annoying insects—!!!"

The roar of the Warring States echoed across the battlefield, and the golden Buddha's palm struck out once more.

But Yamato and Savi had regained their footing and met the challenge head-on without flinching.

Charon and Enel launched another attack from the flank, while Pea stood at the rear, ready to heal their injured comrades at any time.

The five men once again pinned the Warring States period firmly to the spot.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield, towards the port.

The Whitebeard Pirates' fleet has already left Marineford Harbor.

Forty-three pirate ships navigated through cracks in the ice, their sails billowing in the sea breeze, speeding towards the New World.

On the deck, Luffy lay on a stretcher, his wounds already bandaged.

Ivankov was beside him, using hormones to help stabilize his injuries.

Luffy's chest was still heaving, but he had already fallen into a deep sleep—the battle in Impel Down, the fighting on the battlefield, and the scene on the execution platform had exhausted all his strength.

Ace stood at the ship's side, his hands gripping the wooden railing tightly, his knuckles turning white.

His gaze remained fixed on the enormous figure in Marineford Square.

Whitebeard, supporting himself with his naginata, walked step by step toward the center of the battlefield.

Ace's eyes reddened.

It's all his fault.

If he hadn't been captured by Blackbeard, Dad wouldn't have brought everyone to rescue him.

The Whitebeard Pirates wouldn't have had so many crew members die in battle, and Whitebeard himself wouldn't have been so badly injured.

Everyone has been safely evacuated, but Dad doesn't want to leave.

"Marco—let me go back!"

Ace suddenly turned around, about to jump into the sea. But Marco grabbed his shoulder.

"Ace, that's enough."

Marco's voice was hoarse and deep, and blue flames were still burning on his hands.

But his strength was astonishing; he pinned Ace firmly to the deck.

"Marco! Let me go! My father—"

"That was Dad's own choice!"

Marco's voice suddenly rose, and tears slid down his cheeks, running down the freckles on his face.

"Do you think I don't want my father to go with me?"

Do you think I don't want Dad to live a safe and sound life?

"But Dad said—he doesn't want to die in a hospital bed!"

For a pirate, dying on the battlefield is the most romantic ending!

The other captains on deck also fell silent.

Vista lowered his head, his fingers gripping the twin swords trembling slightly.

Joz clenched his fist, his diamond-like fingers pressing several cracks into his palm.

Bramanck, Blenheim, Cullier...

Every face was etched with grief.

They all knew what their father's decision meant.

They all knew that no one could persuade their father.

"Let me go—!!!"

Ace finally broke down in tears.

He struggled desperately to break free from Marco's grasp, but Marco's hand seemed welded to his shoulder, remaining completely still.

"Ace! Calm down!"

"How can I stay calm?!"