Chapter 215 - Chapter 217 (1/2)
The call for a retreat caused a storm of chaos bigger than before. The Whitebeard alliance lost almost all coordination and each crew went their separate ways. Not to say they were losing, because they weren't thanks to the Gotei commanders coming in and keeping the Admirals busy. Whitebeard right now, stood on the helm of his ship looking down on Garp and Sengoku. Beside him stood Kenshin, with a hallow smile.
Both sides were waiting for the other one to make the first move. ”Garp, how do you think you stand against Kenshin?”
”With no interruptions, I might be able to beat him. But, I definitely can't kill him, that's asking too much.”
”That's all I need. We two will keep them busy while Bradley takes back Ace. Is that clear?”
”Crystal!” Bradley stood beside them with his hands cupped behind his back.
”When I give the signal, we go,” Sengoku spoke in a whisper.
”Before that, you might wanna look at that,” Bradley said and pointed upwards.
From above the clouds, three flying ships came floating down. They were huge and their incredible size caused massive shadows to cover the land. Marine and pirate alike all stopped to observe the unthinkable take place.
”He's here!” Garp said quietly. His eyes glued to the flag those ships were flying. Everyone in the world recognized that flag. The Admirals, the commanders of both Whitebeard and Gotei, as well as the Warlords, everyone stopped what they were doing.
”HAHAHA THE BOSS HAS ARRIVED! TIME TO BEGIN!” Doflamingo suddenly went from zero to a hundred and before anyone could register what he meant, he spread his arms and the slaughter began. The slaughter of the navy soldiers that is. His strings went wild and immediately he created a river of blood around him with the use of the marine army.
”DOFLAMINGO! YOU SCUM!” Vice-Admiral Onigumi dashed at him with fully dilated eyes. He couldn't believe that in just seconds he saw countless marines cut to pieces by this madman. But, this man didn't get far. A couple strings appeared from nowhere and cut the vice-admiral up into four pieces.
”I HAVE ARRIVED!” Lubbock's voice echoed out as above the battlefield on strings mysteriously hanging in the air stood the remaining commanders, and with them stood also Amell. The strings were practically invisible so it looked to most that they were simply standing in mid-air.
”AMELL!” Another vice-admiral by the name of John Giant threw a fist against the emperor. Thanks to John being an actual giant, his fist was huge in comparison to the tiny people standing in the air- ”YOU'LL PAY FOR THAT!” His rage over the loss of his great friend just now overtook his mind and he attacked in a blind rage.
”Forgive me for what we're about to do.” Amell stared at the incoming fist and it stopped. John the giant lost control of his body and he froze.
”Captain's blood bending sure is scary!” Lubbock waved his finger and John got sliced up in hundreds of pieces. His cut-up body parts rained down on the marines below and crushed some of them to death.
Sengoku and Garp stood still with wide eyes. In seconds they lost two vice-admirals and hundreds of marine rookies. Doflamingo was still slaughtering and Kizaru and Aokiji were caught up in their own fighting.
”Garp, stop Doflamingo!” Garp moved instantly towards the warlord with the pure intent to end his life in seconds. Amell didn't bother with it, he had planned for everything. He didn't come here with the intent to let the Marines have a fighting chance.
”Go!” Amell signalled with his hand, and from the ships jumped so many people that you couldn't see the sky anymore. They covered the sky, and among this huge army was the inner circle members of Amell's division. First one to land on the ground was Albion. The strongest physical fighter inside the Gotei.
”Tiny people! Albion is here to destroy! Come to me!” He roared so loudly that he shook the ground.
”YOU!” A voice made of pure rage came from behind and Albion turned around to see a man with white hair standing there staring at him. ”IT WAS YOU, WASN'T IT!” His body turned to smoke and he flew at Albion with no regard for his own health.
”Little smoke man is first!” Albion and the man clashed and with no surprise to it, Albion won. When their fists met you could hear something break, and it turned out to be the man's hand.
”So weak! So boring!” Albion hung his head, seemingly genuinely disappointed. ”You're not fun. Bring me someone stronger now!” He took a giant step forward and brough his hands together to crush the man made up of smoke.
From behind him, vice-admiral Momonga dashed in and delivered a sword strike to Albion's back. ”Smoker, are you alright? Pull back, this is not someone you can take on.” Momonga jumped back to avoid a kick from Albion,