One Piece: Blue Scale Admiral

"presumptuous!"

With a loud bang, Nasujiro slammed his hand on the table in front of him.

The terrifying force slammed a palm print three or four inches deep into the heavy tabletop made of the unknown metal.

Within that sunken palm print, there were also deep, dark lines...

The enormous sound startled several holy site guards in the hall, who knelt down with a thud, prostrating themselves and trembling all over.

Nasujiro stared coldly at Sora and said in a chilling voice, "How we do things is none of your business. Sora! Do your job."

Seeing the Five Elders' indifference, a trace of sorrow flashed deep in Kong's eyes.

This cold regime truly made him feel suffocated.

Perhaps sensing Sora's emotional change, Saint Satan coughed and said in a deep voice, "Sora, don't worry. This is just a precaution. The Holy Mother's Flame Strike is only the worst-case scenario. Sengoku and the others have already gone there, so we should have news soon. Here's what we'll do: if you're worried, just wait here."

Satan Saint was just saying it casually.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Kong, the dignified commander-in-chief of the three armies, lift his cloak and actually sit down on the floor of the hall next to them, quietly looking at the world map in front of them without saying a word.

Chapter 400 Killing Wang Zhi

The third day of the pirate alliance's attack on G1.

As dawn breaks and the sky gradually brightens, there is still an hour until the new world begins to dawn.

The first naval base established in the New World has completely changed.

Apart from half of the ruined Justice Fortress, there was no trace of any other buildings on the surface.

The left half of the island had turned into a fiery red lava lake. The soil and rocks on it had all been melted into flowing lava by the high temperature, emitting terrifying heat that distorted the air on the island and baked the few remaining naval officers.

The right half of the island is covered by an ultra-low temperature glacier, turning it into a snow-white ice field.

Amidst the frozen rock layers, soil, and architectural ruins, one can vaguely discern hundreds or even thousands of ferocious-looking pirates.

These pirates, frozen in the thick ice, are either wielding swords, sitting on the ground in fear, or unleashing firepower with rocket launchers.

Their movements and expressions were all different, as if they had been submerged in an instant by the sudden onslaught of extreme cold ice and become part of this glacial land.

In the center of the island are enormous stone pillars that resemble coiled dragons and pythons.

Some of these stone pillars are broken, some are fragmented, and some stand tall and imposing.

As you get closer, you'll discover that among these massive stone pillars lie the corpses of pirates and marines who died with their eyes wide open, embedded in the rock formations as if they were one with the pillars themselves.

The extremely hot air on the left and the extremely cold air on the right converged in the center of the island, creating a large area of ​​misty fog, resulting in a scene of clouds and fog high in the sky, with occasional flashes of lightning.

On the open ground at the foot of the only remaining towering half of the Justice Fortress, Vice Admirals from the Marine Headquarters, including Momonga, Kasakatsuyama, Doberman, Gion, and Kakei, stood in a semicircle, each holding a sword, protecting the less than one thousand marines behind them.

Each of them had horrific scars on their bodies.

His military uniform was tattered and torn, the bloodstains on it dried and cracked, resembling disgusting patches of blood-red fungal carpet.

The weariness in everyone's eyes was hard to hide.

For two days and three nights, they fought relentlessly without eating a single grain of rice or drinking a drop of water.

Even those with iron wills and physical strength far exceeding that of ordinary soldiers have reached their physical limits.

The flying squirrel, its face covered in mud and blood, reeking of a nauseating stench of blood, felt its vision blur and saw a world filled with a faint, blood-red glow.

"Pfft!"

Blood spurted from his left palm, and the flying squirrel, his face contorted in rage, pulled the knife tip that had pierced his palm out.

The intense pain briefly brought him to his senses. He gripped his long sword tightly once more and looked ahead at the shattered central battlefield, now a chaotic wasteland.

There, 11 figures were engaged in a fierce battle.

"Pfft!"

A dull thud came from behind, but the flying squirrel, Fire Mountain, and the others remained unmoved.

Gion's body trembled slightly. She pursed her lips and turned around, only to see dust rising from the ground. A naval rear admiral's body lay on the ground, and a large amount of blood was rapidly spreading out from under him, staining the ground red.

Several military doctors, their brows covered in sweat, rushed over to try and save him.

But in Gion's eyes, an indescribable sorrow rose.

According to my Observation Haki, the Marine Rear Admiral was already dead.

"Hold on! Please hold on a little longer, everyone. Marshal Sengoku and the others are on their way, and our reinforcements are arriving soon. Just hold on a little longer, and final victory is within reach..."

"Pfft!"

Another muffled thud, and a colonel leaning against the fortress wall slowly tilted and fell at the foot of the fortress, his empty eyes staring at the dim sky above G1.

Beside him were naval soldiers, their bodies wrapped in cloaks and tattered cloth, their clothes soaked in blood.

A brigadier general medic, missing his left arm and covered in blood-stained bandages, was moving through the wounded soldiers, deftly bandaging their wounds with his only remaining hand.

If Rorschach were here, he would recognize that this medic is Doss.

He followed Akainu to the New World for garrison duty and hasn't returned to headquarters since half a year ago.

The missing left arm was severed by Wang Zhi, who used his teleportation ability to kill indiscriminately in the crowd.

After treating several more injured marines, Doss straightened up, his body swaying precariously. He then saw a large group of pirates rushing towards him from the ice field to his left.

Doss took a deep breath, put down the medicine bottle and bandage in his hand, drew the long sword hanging from his waist, and walked to stand beside Gion.

"Which wave is this? Vice Admiral Gion." Doss bit the strip of cloth wrapped around his wrist, binding the long sword in his hand and his right hand together to prevent the sword from slipping from his hand during the battle.

"I don't know, no matter how many waves there are, just kill them all!"

Gion gritted her teeth, her legs feeling as heavy as lead, and charged out with Momonga, Onigumo, and the others, attacking the pirates who were surrounding them. Kake and a few others remained in place.

After the four major pirate crews joined forces and fought them for two days and two nights on G1 Island, leaving behind more than 40,000 corpses, the pirates finally changed their strategy. They withdrew their large force of over 100,000 men from the island and divided them into small groups to harass and attack them continuously, giving them no time to rest.

On the naval side, they also paid a heavy price, with 90% of their marines killed, reducing their original strength of around 13,000 to less than 2,000.

Furthermore, among the remaining less than two thousand warriors, most were wounded, some were on the verge of death due to excessive blood loss, and many were too exhausted to continue fighting.

The only remaining fighting force consisted of about three hundred high-ranking naval officers, led by Gion and Kake.

Even they are now nearing their physical limits and could collapse at any moment due to exhaustion.

In contrast, the pirates still maintain a massive force of over 100,000 men.

After leaving the main battlefield on the island, the pirates can eat and drink on the open sea to replenish their energy.

However, the navy personnel trapped on the island could not find any food at all.

With this shift in power, one can imagine the immense pressure that Gion and the others were under.

"Charge! If we can hold out for just one more wave, reinforcements from headquarters will arrive!"

The flying squirrel raised its long sword high and roared in an extremely hoarse voice.

"The pirates probably anticipated this, so this wave of attacks will definitely be more difficult."

Huoshaoshan lit a cigar for himself and took a deep drag.

Some of the smoke he inhaled drifted out from his chest.

His chest was pierced by the pirates who had surrounded him in the previous battle, and his lung was punctured.

Upon hearing this, everyone looked up and carefully examined the pirates charging towards them. They saw Charlotte Daifuku, Charlotte Owen, Jack the Drought, and others leading tens of thousands of people in a charge.

Moreover, behind those tens of thousands of people, there were even more pirates, well-fed and watered, continuously rushing onto the island from the ice.

Gion drew her sword, and Kinpira unleashed a massive arc-shaped slash, aiming diagonally at Daifuku, who was charging at the forefront.

"No matter how many come, they'll all die! Kill them all!"

"kill!!"

The generals roared in response, bracing themselves for battle, and stood like iron chains across a river, blocking the pirate army that surged forward like a tidal wave.

In an instant, sparks and blood erupted from the colliding swords.

In the central battlefield, Shiki and Kizaru fought in the sky, Garp and Charlotte Linlin were locked in combat, Akainu was still exchanging blows with Kaido, Aokiji and Rorschach joined forces to fight Katakuri, King and Wang Zhi.

During the two days and three nights of frantic fighting, the opponents the fighters faced were not fixed, and sometimes there were even dangerous situations where several people ganged up on one person.

This is, after all, a battlefield, a life-or-death struggle, not a one-on-one duel.

Of the eleven people present, apart from Rorschach, who still lacked some combat experience, the others were all seasoned veterans.

Once they discover that a teammate is being surrounded, they will rush to rescue them immediately.

By now, apart from the five monsters—Akainu, Kaido, Charlotte Linlin, Aokiji, and Kizaru—the other six have clearly suffered a significant loss of stamina, and their attacks have lost the power they had at the beginning.

Even powerful figures like Garp and Shiki began to tire.

Rorschach, on the other hand, was gritting his teeth and persevering.

He had never fought for such a long time before.

He has a strong physique and considerable attack power, but this also consumes a great deal of physical strength.

In the past, after battles that lasted for several hours, he could eat the equivalent of a medium-sized sea king.

Now, Rorschach feels he can eat ten times, a hundred times more food.

"How are you? Can you still hold on?"

Kuzan erected a thick ice wall to block Wang Zhi's teleportation attack, then turned his head to look at Rorschach, who was panting heavily behind him.

The two were fighting side by side back to back, not only defending against the combined attack of Katakuri, Jin, and Wang Zhi, but also occasionally taking the time to interfere with Charlotte Linlin's battle on the other side.

"I'm fine, I'm just too hungry."

Hearing the gurgling sounds from his stomach, Luo Xia's eyes turned red and became bloodshot.

Because his physical strength had dropped drastically, he had long since deactivated his Blue Scale form and was fighting in his true form.

"Hang in there a little longer, Marshal Sengoku and Professor Zephyr will be here soon."

Luo Xia nodded, staring with his scarlet eyes at Wang Zhi, who had just finished a slash and then teleported over a hundred meters away, and asked through gritted teeth:

"Uncle Kuzan, can you freeze that slippery bastard? That bastard's teleportation fruit ability is too fast, causing us too much damage. Moreover, letting him keep dodging around like this will also cause a lot of trouble for Grandpa Garp and Uncle Borsalino. The pressure on Gion Chusho and the others is too great. We have to break the deadlock and go to support them. Therefore, we must severely injure or kill Wang Zhi."

"He's too fast to freeze, unless I can make him stop in front of me for a moment."