Countless white-gloved hands, identical to Alucard's, extended from the surrounding space, seizing Whitebeard's legs.
Seeing this, Whitebeard swept his massive naginata, severing all the arms, but more hands relentlessly erged from the space, seemingly endless, sothing that couldn't be resolved by simply cutting them.
"My sons! Fall back!"
Upon witnessing such an astonishing number, Whitebeard's eyes grew slightly more serious. He crossed his hands, and a faint sound began to emanate from his throat, gradually deepening.
Marco and the others were startled and quickly shouted to the rest, "Hurry and retreat! Pops is getting serious!"
As the seven pirate ships rapidly pulled back, Alucard slowly walked towards Whitebeard. He was now without his crimson coat and top hat, his long hair blowing in the wind. His clothes seed like old rags fastened with nails, yet he exuded a unique and formidable presence. A massive eye glowed on Alucard's chest.
"What's wrong? Why the delay in attacking? Are you still worried about those weaklings?" Alucard opened his mouth, revealing his sharp fangs.
Even though the arms were gripping Whitebeard's neck and the hand-blades had pierced his skin, Whitebeard still hadn't unleashed his attack.
There was only one reason left: the pirate crew hadn't managed to retreat in ti.
"World Tremor."
Whitebeard suddenly slamd his hands to his sides.
KRAAAAK—
In an instant, fragnted air cracks climbed hundreds of ters into the sky. Two seconds later, the entire island began to tremble, and the sea, which had just cald down, roared once more.
Although all the Whitebeard Pirates' ships had evacuated from the island, the surging waves still sent them into disarray on board. Simultaneously, the space Alucard had created collapsed in an instant. Countless eyes shattered into pieces and closed.
Whitebeard launched a right punch, carrying a pure white orb of light, the manifestation of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit's power.
Countless black hounds erged from the shadows beneath his feet, like an army composed of dogs. One black hound was the first to bite Whitebeard's punching arm, but Whitebeard, even more ferociously, ripped it off his arm with his other hand, then tore it in half starting from its jawline.
After the black hound died and blood splattered, Alucard raised his hands, then suddenly swept them downward. Countless black hounds lunged forward, seemingly without regard for their lives.
Alucard's familiars, the black hounds Baskerville, could be summoned infinitely as long as their life reserves remained.
"Graaah!"
Thud!!
Amidst Whitebeard's roar, his punch t countless black hounds, tearing the space and shattering all the dogs like a spiderweb, sending them crashing to the ground. Using Observation Haki, Whitebeard sharply looked down at his feet.
From within a shadow, a dark black shape rapidly condensed into the form of Alucard's head, and from it erged a black handgun.
"He dove into the shadow."
Such bizarre abilities. Even Whitebeard, who was past his pri and had sailed these seas for countless years, had never seen Alucard's power. But abilities were secondary. 'Whatever tricks you have, I'll face them all!'
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The Jackal fired several shots, hitting Whitebeard at virtually point-blank range.
"Child's play...!!!"
Whitebeard roared with disdain.
The Conqueror's Haki and tremors erupting from his entire body forced the bullets, which were less than five ters from their target, to freeze in mid-air for half a second.
Whitebeard gripped his naginata with both hands and swung it down, knocking all three bullets away. With the force to shatter armies, he continued his attack towards Alucard.
Clang!!!
The tallic clash echoed.
Whitebeard looked again, and Alucard now held a giant sword, blocking his naginata.
Although he had knocked away those three bullets, their power far exceeded Whitebeard's imagination. Despite not wanting to admit it, those trivial little things had indeed numbed his arm.
The two sides fell into a stalemate. Suddenly, Alucard smirked and intentionally disengaged, allowing Whitebeard's strike to run through his body. His entire physical form was instantly split in two. Whitebeard's attack carried Haki, and even a Logia user would surely die if struck like that.
But two seconds later, countless black particles reassembled Alucard's bisected body. Alucard picked up the great sword from the ground and swung it towards Whitebeard's chest.
Splash!
In an instant, blood splattered from Whitebeard's right chest. Yet, Alucard showed no hint of satisfaction. Instead, he thought inwardly, 'So hard.' He had put his full strength into that last sword strike, but it had only managed to cut into the skin and flesh. Forget internal organs, it hadn't even damaged the bones.
'Is he covered in Haki? How troubleso.' Alucard tossed the great sword aside and took out his two guns again.
Whitebeard wiped the wound on his chest, paying it no mind. The bottom of his naginata slamd onto the ground, releasing a shockwave that shattered the few remaining rocks on the coastline. "It seems I underestimated you a little, you snot-nosed brat."
"To be honest, you've disappointed sowhat, Whitebeard." Alucard said coolly, without warning.
"Hm?" Whitebeard tilted his head slightly. Disappointed? It was truly the first ti anyone had used that word to describe him.
"We've been fighting for this long, and you haven't killed even five tis. That speed is even inferior to Kaido's. Is it because you like to hold back in fights? Or... are you already starting to get old?" Alucard said rcilessly.
Indeed, in both previous battles, that madman Kaido had killed much faster. Of course, this also partly due to Whitebeard being concerned about his sons' presence, but Alucard simply wanted to mock him.
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