"Ice Age!!!"
Spreading both hands, Aokiji unleashed terrifying cold energy that froze everything before it in overwhelming waves.
The violent frost ford a crystal-like path of ice as it surged toward the area where the final strand of cold energy remained.
"Crack—crack—!"
"Slash—!"
In an instant, the two streams of cold energy froze together.
Under the continuous bombardnt of Yasakani no Magatama and teor Volcano, Hanfeng Linlin had suffered trendous consumption despite not being directly hit.
And now, he was facing another full-powered attack from an Admiral-level powerhouse.
After repeated collisions, that lingering strand of cold finally condensed back into Hanfeng Linlin's form.
The enormous drain had made it impossible for him to maintain that ethereal ice state any longer.
Within the frozen world, the clash of the two cold forces created dead zones in the air, freezing all vitality completely as ice crystals and snowflakes drifted down.
The violent collision lasted for more than ten seconds before the two forces of frost finally cald.
"Hah… hah…"
At the center of the cold, Hanfeng Linlin could no longer maintain his previous cold arrogance. His arms hung slightly, and he breathed heavily.
In his current state, he was not even at the level of a Four Emperor, yet he had continuously clashed with the ultimate techniques of three Admirals. The consumption was truly terrifying.
If he faced the three Admirals again like this, he likely wouldn't last long.
"The Grand Marshal has yet to succeed… No matter what, even if I die, I must hold them here!"
A firm light flashed through Hanfeng Linlin's eyes.
He understood that with his strength, if he forcefully fought three powerful Admirals, he would undoubtedly lose in the end.
However, he obeyed Defying the Heavens' orders absolutely.
Since Defying the Heavens had ordered them to do everything they could to buy ti, then even if Hanfeng Linlin knew he was no match, he would not retreat a single step.
"Breaking the Limit Cold Wind! Frost Blade!"
Slowly raising his head, Hanfeng Linlin's eyes flashed with cold light. His gaze pierced through the sky, firm and unshakable.
Clenching both hands in the air, he gave a low shout and advanced instead of retreating.
"Buzz—buzz—buzz…"
The void trembled.
Streams of bone-chilling cold gathered behind him, gradually forming a massive ice blade hundreds of ters long.
The giant blade condensed from freezing energy was completely crystal-clear, as though carved by the hand of a god.
Waves of frost drifted from the ice blade as it gathered its full power.
Then the blade descended.
Its boundless force split space in two, leaving glaring ice crystals along both sides of the torn void.
"teor Volcano!"
Fury surged. Magma erupted.
Scorching magma condensed into massive fists, dozens of them covering the entire sky. With Akainu's swing, they descended violently.
"Rumble—!"
The full-powered teor Volcano slamd heavily into the giant ice blade. Each exploding magma fist released terrifying force, continuously detonating the void.
The continuous chain of explosions swallowed the entire frost blade, with dense shockwaves bursting outward as layers of white cold energy spread across the sky.
Across an area of several thousand ters, the collision between the two forces repeated the cycle of freezing and evaporation over and over.
At the center of the violent explosion, the giant ice blade continued to tear through everything without stopping, still descending with unstoppable montum.
"Yata Mirror!"
A path of light suddenly descended behind Hanfeng Linlin. Imdiately afterward, Kizaru transford into photons and raced along it at extre speed.
"Ice Block! Ice Wall!"
Ahead, as the violent explosions subsided, Aokiji spread his hands and shot forward. Pushing both palms out in front of him, he released bone-chilling cold that gradually condensed into an ice wall stretching thousands of ters.
The ice wall, over a hundred ters tall and dozens of ters thick, stood across the void, shocking beyond words.
The visual impact once again made countless lower-level people across the sea understand the terror of the Marines' highest combat power.
"Slash—!"
The frost blade slamd heavily into the ice barrier that stretched thousands of ters across the sky. Unmatched sharpness and freezing energy intertwined.
After enduring the terrifying explosions, patches of blackened scorch marks stood out clearly on the frost blade.
The unstoppable frost blade crashed into the ice barrier dozens of ters thick. The mont it fell, it tore through layers of ice fragnts.
But behind the barrier, Aokiji's hands continued releasing raging cold energy, quickly forming even more barriers, forcibly resisting the frost blade's assault.
Golden light erupted.
Kizaru, transford into photons, followed the path of light at incredible speed. In the blink of an eye, he appeared behind Hanfeng Linlin.
His body glowing with golden radiance, Kizaru lightly grasped the void with his right hand, and countless photons gathered into a long sword.
"Ama no Murakumo Sword!"
The sword of light, condensed from countless photons, was gripped tightly in Kizaru's hand. At the sa ti, strands of jet-black Armant Haki spread over the blade of light.
Its power beca even more terrifying.
Without the slightest hesitation, seizing the mont while Hanfeng Linlin was controlling the giant frost blade and locked in a stalemate with Aokiji, Kizaru slashed down.
Although he was not so famous great swordsman, as an Admiral of Marine Headquarters, every aspect of his ability stood near the peak of the sea.
With one slash, space shattered instantly. Tiny fragnts floated chaotically in the air as an unstoppable edge seed ready to tear everything apart.
The golden light grew closer and brighter in Hanfeng Linlin's pupils. His expression sharpened, and he did not dare be careless. He imdiately stopped controlling the giant frost blade.
"Whoosh—!"
Without Hanfeng Linlin's control, the frost blade clashing with the ice barrier instantly lost its montum. In the blink of an eye, it turned into snowflakes that scattered through the sky and gradually disappeared.
In that brief mont, Hanfeng Linlin transford into countless ice crystals while lightly moving his hands.
"Buzz—buzz—buzz…"
Endless ice crystals gathered behind him, forming one ice blade after another.
Hundreds, even thousands, of ice blades shot forward at extre speed, trailing wisps of white cold air.
"Clang—clang—clang…"
The ice blades ford a killing formation, impressive in appearance, but their power was ultimately limited.
Before Kizaru's Armant Haki-coated sword of light, even the sharp aura alone made it difficult for those ice blades to approach.
Like rotten wood crushed before overwhelming force, the light surged forward unstoppably.
Very quickly, it shattered the ice blade formation Hanfeng Linlin had created and slashed toward him as he was about to fully disperse.
Fortunately—
The ice blade killing formation had still served so purpose, delaying Kizaru for a brief mont and buying Hanfeng Linlin a little ti.
"Slash—!"
Light flashed past, its edge tearing through the sky.
The sword of light cut forward without obstruction, easily opening a massive wound in the void.
Kizaru clicked his tongue slightly, his pupils narrowing.
With his Observation Haki, he could clearly sense that his sword had missed.
"Missed again?"
"This guy's ability is really troubleso."
On the other side, Akainu, who had long been waiting for an opportunity, transford into magma and rushed after Hanfeng Linlin the mont he withdrew from the battle.
"Here?"
A flash of cold killing intent appeared at the corner of Akainu's mouth. Scorching magma surged around his right fist, slowly condensing into a rolling magma mass over a hundred ters in diater.
The churning magma released waves of scorching heat, raising the temperature of the surrounding air and creating clouds of white steam.
Locking onto an area with Observation Haki, Akainu's expression turned ferocious as he smashed his fist down.
"Hanfeng Linlin!"
Not far away, Ironblood Wushuang stared at Hanfeng Linlin as he gradually fell into disadvantage and cried out in alarm.
The weapons on his hands, the Devastating Claws, flickered with light. Sharp winds raged around him as his legs stomped heavily against the void, preparing to shoot forward.
"Poison Dragon!"
A flash of purple appeared.
A dragon ford entirely from venom rose violently, corroding the air as it charged toward Ironblood Wushuang, blocking his path.
"Devastating Iron Claw!"
Ironblood Wushuang's expression tightened, and his movents stalled. Crossing both hands before his chest, visible sharpness spread outward.
That visible edge quickly condensed before him into fang-like pillars, tearing apart the incoming poison dragon.
Droplets of purple venom scattered like toxic rain, falling into the sea below. In an instant, that entire stretch of sea was dyed purple.
Bubbles symbolizing deadly poison slowly rose as the area within a thousand ters was turned into a dead zone by the toxic aftermath.
"You… should worry about how to escape first."
An icy voice rang out from where the poison dragon had co from.
Wearing a black warden uniform, Magellan stepped through the air with Moonwalk, slowly ascending into the sky. His cold eyes locked onto Ironblood Wushuang.
He had not gone down into the depths of Impel Down.
But he had roughly seen the miserable tragedy below.
From Level Two to Level Six, five full levels—
Every monitoring room and office had been destroyed, and every jailer had been slaughtered.
Although the culprit behind all of this was not Ironblood Wushuang before him, it was still a warrior of the sa Nether Race.
Magellan had served as the warden of Impel Down for so many years and cared deeply about that prison.
Now, not only had Impel Down been breached, but so many of his forr subordinates had been massacred.
His hatred for the Nether Race had directly surpassed even Akainu's.
"Magellan?"
Commander CP0-7 and CP0 Agent Six were both sowhat surprised when they saw Magellan suddenly appear.
Shouldn't Magellan have been on Impel Down's plaza, responsible for suppressing the prison?
Why had he suddenly appeared here?
Was it the Five Elders' order?
Or had sothing else happened with the Nether Race?
"Commander CP0-7. Agent Six."
Magellan nodded slightly toward the two of them, then said with a grave expression,
"Impel Down has been invaded by a Nether Race warrior."
"The Five Elders ordered to assist you. We must defeat these three Nether Race generals before the warrior inside Impel Down leaves."
"Then we are to use all our strength to hold back the Nether Race warrior inside Impel Down. There can be no mistakes."
"What?"
"Impel Down was invaded by a Nether Race warrior?"
Their pupils shrank sharply.
Even the usually calm Commander CP0-7 and CP0 Agent Six felt a chill run through their hearts.
At the beginning, so many of them had been gathered in Impel Down.
Even a Four Emperor-level powerhouse should not have been able to infiltrate silently.
When exactly had it happened?
"Could it be… after all of us left?"
"These three… were only bait?"
Suddenly, Commander CP0-7 cried out in shock, his eyes reflecting the figures of Hanfeng Linlin and the others in disbelief.
Under the gazes of Commander CP0-7 and Agent Six, Magellan nodded heavily and continued,
"From the very beginning, this was all a sche of the Nether Race. These three Nether Race generals were ant to stall us and buy ti for the warrior who infiltrated Impel Down."
"So we must end this quickly."
"Even if the Nether Race warrior who infiltrated Impel Down is only one person."
"What?"
"The Nether Race's target was Impel Down from the very beginning?"
"Impel Down… it's only a prison. What could possibly attract the Nether Race enough for them to use three generals as bait?"
"Could there be mbers of the Nether Race imprisoned inside Impel Down?"
"The Nether Race's appearance really isn't simple… From the mont they rejected the World Governnt, it was obvious they had their own objective."
Across the seas, with Magellan's appearance and the words he spoke, another storm erupted.
Countless people could not help but gasp in astonishnt as the doubts in their hearts gradually cleared.
As expected.
Everything the Nether Race had done was not aningless.
They had a clear objective of their own from the start.
"As expected!"
"Captain… Impel Down may very well be like Laugh Tale, a place extrely important to the Nether Race four thousand years ago."
"That's why they didn't hesitate to use three Nether Race generals as bait to buy ti while acting secretly!"
In the waters of the Red-Haired Pirates, aboard the Red Force, Beckman turned toward Shanks and spoke repeatedly.
In the New World, within the territory of one of the Four Emperors—
Everything had unfolded exactly as Shanks had guessed.
The Nether Race's objective—
Was Impel Down itself!
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