One Piece: True Several Thousand Hands, rampaging across Marineford!

after awhile.

The short, old monster entered through a hole in the wall with his feet off the ground. Immediately following was a hand that gripped his neck tightly, slowly increasing its pressure, making it difficult for this once glorious old monster to breathe, and his face gradually turned purplish-blue.

“Ryder invited me to come and negotiate.”

With one hand gripping the old monster, Kahn asked, "Where is he? If you don't want to come, you can bring my men over. There's no need for you small fry to intimidate me."

"Skipping this step can save both sides a lot of time and energy. What do you think?"

"..."

boom!!!

The Blood King was once again sent flying by Katakuri.

This time, Katakuri did not choose to pursue.

This is a fast-paced approach.

A fighting style that leaves the opponent no room to react or react to each strike is extremely physically demanding.

With his physique.

It can only last for a little over a day at most.

Moria stared at Kaido.

Mihawk's attention was focused on Kahn.

Crocodile recognized Barrett long ago; they had dealt with each other in the Hive Sea before, and the two were roughly evenly matched.

So much time has passed.

Having gone through so many battles and changed so much, I am absolutely confident that I can defeat this opponent.

"No no no."

The Blood King had a chance to catch his breath. After being caught off guard and beaten, his smile was almost morbid and manic as he said, "I advise you to put this one down, and everything will be negotiable."

"Oh."

Kahn sneered, "What does this old guy have to do with you?"

"You've offended Lord Ryder."

The Blood King maintained his elegant posture, but his smile grew increasingly dangerous. "So you shouldn't have offended me. You don't understand his glory and past. He was the one who almost ended my life."

He made the first move, allowing that incredibly strong monster to take the lead and preventing him from utilizing his own advantages.

Kahn understood.

This high-ranking officer of the pirate alliance has his own pride.

But his spirit and conviction were suppressed by Ryder, and his mind pounded between struggle and submission.

This is perfectly normal.

The future of Steel-Bone Sky's undefeated myth came to an end with Ryder. If it weren't for his exhaustion, Garp wouldn't have been able to defeat Ryder.

"A former national hero."

Kahn began, “Count Dracula, the Impaler.”

Wu Nan finally figured out the origins of this Blood King.

Inform Kahn of this important information.

"There are still people who remember me."

The expression on the Blood King's face made it clear that he didn't want others to talk about his past. "I just took a nap, and I never imagined that fifty years would have passed."

"You're really pathetic."

Kahn revealed the truth: "After sleeping for fifty years, you are no longer suited to this world. You are truly lonely and pathetic. You wanted to find an old acquaintance, but you found only an old man who is already old and has lost his faith and spirit."

"You were the unparalleled supreme powerhouse of that era fifty years ago."

"But times have changed."

"You met Ryder and lost to him, making you feel that your existence was meaningless. The strength you were once most proud of could actually be defeated. Could there really be such a monster in the world?!"

"Why should I live to be fifty years from now? Is there anything in this world that I would still cherish?"

"..."

Kahn genuinely thinks this kind of person is pathetic.

They live only for their obsession.

The obsession is gone.

He was nothing but a walking corpse.

"Shut up!"

The Blood King felt as if his true inner secrets had been exposed.

Furious.

"Dracula the Impaler?!"

Brook exclaimed in shock, "That legendary figure is still alive! He was my idol back then, just like Shimotsuki Ryoma of Wano Country, both were the greatest heroes of their respective countries!"

"But wasn't his country destroyed?"

"..."

Barrett, inexplicably annoyed, punched Brook.

Brooke screamed in pain as he was beaten.

"Hehehe! So he had this kind of past! Suddenly I feel a little fond of this guy!"

"Goo~ Hahaha! I thought he was a treacherous and cunning guy! Although I think heroes are all stupid, I can trust this kind of person a little bit more than others."

"..."

Not only Bullet, Brook, Katakuri, and Kaido, but even the members of the pirate alliance were surprised.

"Shadow Spear!"

Moria's shadow transformed into a spear, which he wielded with unstoppable force, like an abyss, like a demon god, arrogant and invincible!

"Chirp~ Hehehe!"

"Let's fight!"

"Kaido!"

"As long as I defeat you, I will forge a glorious future!"

"..."

"You've gotten even stronger!"

Kaido grinned maliciously, "You're really interesting!"

The two were locked in a fierce battle.

Another battle ensued.

Even if they are severely injured and exhausted from fighting, they don't have to worry about dying here.

"Goo~ Hahaha!"

Having nearly died at Whitebeard's hands, Crocodile deeply understands that having a powerful organization behind you makes a real difference.

This ensures that you can fully grow and reduces the possibility of falling behind or becoming decadent.

"Hey! You! Our last battle isn't over yet, want to rematch it?"

Crocodile took the initiative to challenge him.

During this period, they need to fight more to grow better. The Logia-type Devil Fruits they ate made their already powerful potential limitless.

The constraints on oneself have been broken.

The only thing to worry about is the loss of spirit and conviction.

"Dominance and physique are the true keys to success!"

Barrett's demonic eyes radiated a murderous aura, a killing intent honed from countless battles.

"But to give up methods that can enhance one's own abilities is foolish!"

Crocodile did not refute Barrett's words.

They simply believed that external objects could also be used.

For example, the power of a fruit.

"Erosion of Reincarnation!"

Crocodile touches the ground, instantly absorbing the moisture and gradually spreading outwards. In an instant, the surrounding buildings turn into sand, and the ground cracks.

Yellow sand swirled in the air.

He is creating a space, or rather, a field suitable for his battle.

This is somewhat similar to Kahn.

Mihawk drew his weapon.

He swung his sword at Kahn.

"Oh~"

Unan deflected the attack and laughed, "Are you trying to imbue this Supreme Grade Sword with Armament Haki?"

"That's ambitious!"

"..."

Then, he forced Mihawk back with a single sword strike, saying, "But you're still too green, kid!"

It's not difficult to coat an ordinary weapon with Armament Haki, but to coat a Supreme Grade Sword with Armament Haki requires more than just effort and time; talent and the sword's own adaptability are equally indispensable.

Mihawk was somewhat surprised.