One Piece: Surrounded at Marineford? Just kidding!

Chapter 183: The Group Still Full of Fighting Spirit

boom!!!

A new round of collisions erupted, unleashing an even more powerful energy impact.

Pale shockwaves, crimson-gold sword energy, jet-black iron fists, and frenzied lion roars... collided violently with the Five Elders' unpredictable attack, which contained the power of the world's origin. The resulting energy shockwaves ravaged the land within a thousand meters radius once again, raising clouds of dust!

However, in this one exchange, the defenders gradually found themselves at a disadvantage.

As the white-bearded man gripped the arm of the "Murakumogiri," he could clearly feel that the Five Elders opposite him, who wielded the first generation Kitetsu, was not as strong as him, but the latter could constantly recover during the battle, while he could not.

Golden Lion's twin swords unleashed a net of swords, but the golden net was not as wide or sharp as before, making him unusually at a disadvantage in his duel with Garin.

On the other side, Roger, Garp, Kaido, and the others were in no better shape.

The repeated bloody battles and injuries had already depleted most of their physical strength and domineering aura.

The fact that they can still stand here is all thanks to their monstrous physical abilities!

"Gurara... These bastards are as persistent as a leech..."

The white-bearded man was panting heavily, but his tone still carried that "I'm the best in the world" attitude.

On the other side, the Five Elders and Garin were all injured, but they were able to recover. Only Im was immortal, and they could slowly recover from any serious injuries they suffered.

But they were shrouded in ominous black mist.

That is Im's power.

A near-immortal regenerative force is repairing their wounds and replenishing their strength at a visible speed.

This is a long time.

Gradually, the disadvantages of Whitebeard and his group became apparent.

A voice, tinged with amusement and languor, drifted into everyone's ears.

"Oh? You're all injured like this, are you sure you can still manage?"

Chen Ye did not turn around.

His left hand pressed firmly against Lox's forehead, continuously channeling purifying power into him.

He asked casually, as if he were watching a spectacle that had nothing to do with him.

But these seemingly casual words were like a red-hot steel needle, severely stimulating the arrogant hearts of these maritime overlords.

"Hehehehehehehe!!"

Shiki the Golden Lion was the first to panic.

As he wielded his twin swords, deflecting all of Garin's attacks, he roared without turning his head:

"Stop talking nonsense! It's just a minor injury, nothing serious! Don't underestimate us men who roam the seas, kid!"

Then, two intersecting golden sword energies erupted and slashed out again, forcing Garin Saint to retreat repeatedly, his movements filled with arrogant disdain for everything.

"Hahaha! You're right!"

Gol D. Roger placed his hand on the famous sword Ace, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, revealing a set of white teeth, and his smile was dazzling.

"This is the first time since I, Luo Jie, went to sea that I've teamed up with the Navy to protect someone! This experience is fucking hilarious!!"

"Shut up, Roger!"

His response was Garp's face, as black as the bottom of a pot, and a low growl that seemed to be suppressing a fire.

"Focus on your work! Don't forget what's on the other side!"

Garp's anger wasn't directed at Roger.

It's because of this messed-up situation right now.

A naval hero, standing shoulder to shoulder with his arch-rival pirate, protecting another great pirate.

The opponent is the world government to which he should be loyal.

If outsiders saw this, they would all think that Garp had gone to sea to become a pirate.

Before the words were even finished, the battle resumed!

The Five Elders, having received Im's death order, launched an even fiercer offensive, each move aimed at vital points, employing a completely reckless fighting style.

They knew that if they dragged this out, victory would be theirs.

Whitebeard and his men's defenses remain strong.

But it's clear to everyone that they've expended a huge amount of energy.

The power of each attack and the accuracy of each block are declining.

boom!

Garp's iron fist was clearly not as powerful as it had been at its peak. A sinister smile flashed in the eyes of the Five Elders opposite him, and he actually withstood the attack!

A tremendous force surged back, causing his tall body to uncontrollably stagger back half a step.

"Hmm!"

Karp grunted and regained his footing.

"Monkey D. Garp?" The Five Elders, who was fighting him, let out a hoarse mocking voice. "Has your fist become so weak and powerless?"

"The former sea rulers are now nothing but a bunch of old dogs clinging to life!" On the other side, Garin Saint roared like a madman, his sword strikes aimed deadly at the Golden Lion. "Once Lord Im deals with that charlatan, all of you will become perfect creations like Rocks!"

Provocation and ridicule, like the most vicious curse, echoed across the battlefield.

Whitebeard, Roger, Shiki... everyone is fighting on, but how much longer can they hold on?

All of this seemed to be "seen" by Chen Ye behind him.

He didn't move the left hand that he used to purify Lox.

But his right hand was raised.

Palms facing up.

hum.

A golden energy ball appeared in his palm.

It's only the size of a fist.

But it contains enormous energy.

Pure.

sacred.

Chen Ye didn't turn around, his tone casual, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

"In that case, consider this 'tea fee' on my behalf."

The moment he finished speaking, the golden energy ball in his palm changed instantly.

There was no explosion.

It quietly decomposed, blossomed, and transformed into a dozen smaller orbs of light.

Each one is only the size of a thumb, yet it exudes a life force that sends shivers down your spine.

"Go."

Chen Ye casually waved his hand, the movement as relaxed as if he were shooing away a fly.

call out!call out!call out!

A dozen or so golden orbs were given life and instantly pierced through the air.

They didn't whistle; instead, they drew mysterious golden arcs in the air, precisely dodging the enemy's attacks, and flew towards Whitebeard, Shiki, Roger, and Garp at an unavoidable speed.

It flew towards everyone on the field who offered help.

"What is that?!"

Even a powerful figure like Whitebeard's eyelids twitched suddenly.

His fighting instincts told him that there was a power within this sphere of light that he couldn't comprehend.

The ball of light was moving at an extreme speed, its trajectory unpredictable, as if it had locked onto them, making it impossible for them to dodge!

Everyone still fighting paused for a moment, then stood even more firmly.

They maintained their fighting stance, letting the golden orb of light fly straight toward them.

They trust their own judgment.

This masked man, in saving Rocks, was able to force "Im" to retreat with a single blow.

Then he is not an enemy.

They chose to trust their own judgment.

This is an intuition born from the strong, and also a high-stakes gamble!

The sphere of light rapidly enlarged in everyone's pupils.

The enemy's face showed a mixture of confusion and mockery, as if they were looking at a group of fools who were willingly courting death.

What is this thing?

Techniques for controlling one's mind?

Or something else?

On the other side, Whitebeard, Roger, and Garp looked completely at ease.

There is only one kind of confidence: to entrust one's fate to one's own judgment.

In the distance, Im's inhuman eyes were also fixed on these golden energy orbs.

Even with his limited knowledge, he couldn't fully understand the purpose of these golden orbs.

Everyone's heart was in their throat.