One Piece: Starting from Awakening the Cosmo at Marineford

Fossa's previously calm face suddenly twisted into a grimace of anger.

Even dogs wouldn't eat the Flame-Flame Fruit, so what was Ace, who ate it? Less than a dog?

"Are you insulting Ace?"

Aaron laughed, "You're not too stupid. Ace was reckless and impulsive, not only losing his own life and wasting Whitebeard's efforts, but also making the deaths of so many members of the Whitebeard Pirates a laughing stock. Just watch, your old man will soon be leaving us here too."

"puff!"

Fossa spat out his cigar, his face contorted in extreme pain: "Marine, you're asking for death!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Fossa brought his flaming longsword down on him.

Aaron swayed, advancing instead of retreating, dodging the blade, and landed a right hook on Fossa's left side.

Fossa staggered, took two steps back, and looked at Aaron in disbelief.

This marine was clearly a rookie not long ago, unable to dodge a casual slash, but now he has the courage to attack, and his combat ability seems to have improved significantly.

Fossa felt excruciating pain.

Although the ribs were not broken, cracks had appeared.

That was a really hard punch!

Is this the level that an ordinary marine could achieve? Fossa didn't think about it in detail; he just wanted to kill the marine in front of him as soon as possible.

With a sudden swing of the knife, the flames intensified, becoming like a pillar of fire that hurtled towards Aaron.

The strike missed again.

Fossa noticed that his back was burning hot from the flames and turned around abruptly.

"Phoenix Wings Soaring Through the Sky!"

A fiery phoenix with a wingspan of over ten meters appeared behind Aaron, carrying a scorching wave of air, and transformed into a meteor that crashed into Fosa.

Fossa, a veteran of countless battles, was surprised but not panicked. As he stepped back, he held his sword horizontally in front of his chest.

To fight fire with fire, to use fire to isolate fire.

This is the experience he has gained from so many battles.

Unfortunately, Fossa underestimated Aaron.

This is no ordinary flame; it is the phoenix flame unleashed by the Phoenix Bronze Saint's ultimate technique, Phoenix Wings Soaring.

It is fiercer, more intense, and much hotter than ordinary flames.

As the flames rushed towards him, Fossa felt a scorching heat, like that of magma.

Fosa roared and swung his knife forward, creating a curtain of flames in an attempt to keep the fire in front of him.

Despite his meticulous planning, a few sparks still landed on his clothes and chest.

"hiss!"

Fosa felt a jolt of pain in his muscles and quickly raised his hand to extinguish the flames on his body.

Looking down, I saw that the spot where the sparks landed had been scalded into a small pit, and the area around the pit was a bloody mess.

Fosa had no doubt that if the sparks were allowed to burn, they would soon reach the bones and even turn them to ashes.

This flame is anything but ordinary; its power surpasses that of Ace's Flame-Flame Fruit, and its temperature is comparable to Akainu's magma.

But Fossa quickly discovered the loophole.

Aaron has just awakened his cosmos and is still unfamiliar with controlling his physical strength. This is also the first time he has used his combat techniques, and there are still many shortcomings.

The way of exerting force, the angle of attack, and the distance were not well controlled, which greatly weakened the power of the move.

Fossa said coldly, "Marine soldiers, this ends here."

Without warning, Fossa's body began to move, and the ground beneath his feet cracked.

"Double Blazing Slashes!"

Forsa's flaming blade drew an "X" in the air, the two flames swirling and intertwining, and by the time they reached Aaron, they had transformed into a fiery cross.

Behind the fire cross is Forsa's knife.

The blade pierced through the flames, heading straight for Aaron's face.

Aaron couldn't be sure if the power of the blade could break through the Phoenix Cloth's defenses.

If not, the knife will pierce through my chest, and I will die.

Although he can be resurrected, he is not afraid of death.

But it still hurts quite a bit.

Aaron's body jerked downwards, and he leaped out to the side, escaping the blade's attack range.

"Phoenix Feather!"

The three phoenix wings on the Saint Cloth instantly disintegrated into dozens of extremely sharp phoenix feathers, which swept towards Fossa from all directions.

Fosa never expected that Aaron, who had no hands, could throw so many hidden weapons in an instant.

"Clang, clang..." A fine, rain-like metallic clanging sound rang out as Fosa blocked most of the phoenix feathers.

A few pieces still hit his body, leaving fine scratches.

The wound did not bleed because the phoenix feathers, still heated by the flames, had scalded the wound.

Enraged, Fossa roared and charged forward again, sword in hand.

Aaron chuckled: "Watch out!"

As the sound of wind breaking rang out, Fosa felt a chill run down his spine and quickly turned around, only to see the phoenix feathers from before flying over again.

Fossa cursed, "Damn it!"

"Hellish Whirlwind!"

Faust was attacked from both sides, and in an instant, he made a decision.

flash!

Fossa was sent flying, looking rather disheveled.

Being pushed to this point by an ordinary marine was a great humiliation for Fossa.

Fossa had dealt with the Marines countless times and knew their ranks and strength levels like the back of his hand.

When he stabbed the marine in front of him earlier, the insignia on his shoulder indicated he was only a lieutenant, and judging by the color, he was just a branch lieutenant in the Four Seas, whose strength was not even as good as that of an officer on an ordinary pirate ship.

Fossa, the captain of the Whitebeard Pirates and a great pirate with a bounty of 360 million Berries, was actually forced into a chaotic situation by a marine whose strength was comparable to that of an "ant".

How will Marco and the others view themselves?

What will my subordinates think of me? How will I lead the team in the future?

Fosa grew increasingly furious, his eyes bloodshot as he stared intently at Aaron.

The forty-five phoenix feathers had reformed into feathers and were fluttering behind Aaron.

Fossa's murderous intent deepened, and he didn't even hear Marco's voice behind him.

"Today, I must kill you!"

Fossa, carrying a knife, advanced step by step toward Aaron.

Aaron sneered, but did not back down an inch.

"Dad!"

A gasp rang out, bringing Fossa back to his senses.

"One Piece is real!"

The white-bearded man's voice echoed throughout Oris Square, reaching everyone's ears.

These were the last words of the world's strongest man, like the roar of a beast before its death.

Even in death, the tiger's might remains; the white-bearded man's remains stand tall.

Fossa turned to look at the other side of the ravine, where the white-bearded man stood, his cloak having slipped down to reveal his smooth back.

"Dad!"

When Fossa saw the black-bearded gang laughing wildly, his eyes widened in fury.

He instinctively took a few steps forward and started running.

"Fosa!"

Marco cried out in an angry, tearful voice, "Don't go over there!"

Fossa turned around abruptly and glared fiercely at Aaron.

With a roar, Fosa leaped up, gripped the knife in both hands, and slashed down at Aaron's head.