Marine Headquarters was in utter chaos. The battlefield had erupted into a full-blown melee.
"Damn it! Hawkeye, the Pirate Empress, and all these Shichibukai—none of them follow orders! Every one of them just does whatever they please! And that bastard Moria… is he trying to rebel now?!"
Vice Admiral Doberman's veins bulged in frustration as he watched Gecko Moria suddenly turn his attacks against the Marines.
"M-Master Moriaaa!"
Perona, the "Ghost Princess," widened her tearful eyes, her voice trembling as she called out to him.
"Don't cry, don't cry, Perona! I've already dealt with all those jerks who bullied you!"
Moria was flustered, scratching his head in confusion as he tried to calm the crying girl.
Despite his earlier harsh words—declaring that he wanted nothing more to do with her—he couldn't just stand by and watch Perona being targeted by Marines and government agents. Against his better judgment, he rushed to her defense.
"Lord Moria, you're such an idiot!"
Perona sniffled and pounded her small pink fists against his chest in mock anger.
"Uh-huh…"
The Fairy Tail girls who witnessed the scene couldn't help but smile knowingly.
"All right, let's begin!"
Vivi's expression turned serious as she faced the former Warlord, Crocodile, standing not far ahead.
"Last time, our guild master dealt with you in seconds," Juvia said sharply. "This time, the president's too busy to bother with you. So it's up to us to finish this!"
"I won't let you ever set foot in Vivi's homeland again and wreak havoc there!"
Nami declared firmly, her voice steady with resolve.
"Hmph. That's about right," Robin added with a faint smile.
"Sorry, boss," said little Miss Goldenweek coolly, her eyes focused.
Except for Sugisawa Yuuto and Erza, nearly all the original Alabasta crew members had gathered again on the battlefield.
Crocodile sneered, his cigar tip glowing faintly in the chaos.
He had escaped from Impel Down alongside Blackbeard, drawn here by the chance to take Whitebeard's head for himself. But he hadn't expected to run into them again.
"A bunch of young girls think they can take me down?" he said coldly, his tone laced with contempt. "You're delusional."
"You'll find out soon enough whether we're delusional or not," Juvia snapped, raising her hand.
Streams of water formed in midair—pure magic condensed into shimmering spheres. She cast a water buff, enhancing Nami, Vivi, and Robin's strength and defense.
"Crocodile, this time I'll defeat you with my own hands!" Vivi declared, eyes blazing with determination.
"If you think you can, then come and try!"
Crocodile's right arm morphed into swirling sand as he lunged forward.
"Desert Spada!!!"
Boom!
A colossal sand blade erupted, slicing through the battlefield and leaving a deep trench in its wake.
"Earth Waves!!!"
Nami, clad in her Taurus Celestial Spirit outfit, cracked her whip. Invisible shockwaves rippled outward, intercepting the sand strike.
At the same time, Robin moved her hands in a flowing motion.
"Magic of the Woods—Bloom!"
Tree-like arms surged up from the ground, combining with Nami's wave to deflect Crocodile's attack.
"Sables!!!"
Crocodile swept his arm again, conjuring a massive sandstorm that roared toward the girls.
He thought the sheer force of the storm would buy him a moment to plan his next move—an opening to retreat or regroup.
But the next instant—
A dazzling flash cut straight through the swirling sands.
"Wha—?!" Crocodile's eyes widened.
Vivi burst through the storm, her body glowing with celestial energy. She had transformed into her Scorpio Star Spirit form.
"Sagittarius Form—Star Shooting: Burst!"
The sky exploded.
Boom! Rumble!
Shockwaves tore across the battlefield, throwing sand and debris in every direction.
"Unbelievable!!!"
At Sabaody Archipelago's Live Broadcast Square, tens of thousands of spectators—reporters, citizens, and onlookers—watched in awe.
"They're really living up to the name Fairy Tail! Incredible!"
"Yeah! That's Crocodile—the former Warlord! And he can barely fight back!"
"This is insane!"
"What amazes me even more is that mysterious power they use—it's definitely not a Devil Fruit ability. It looks just like… magic!"
The crowd erupted in disbelief. The idea of "magic" existing in this world seemed almost too fantastical to accept.
Just as the audience buzzed with shock, one of the three massive live broadcast screens flickered and switched.
"Look! The fight between Jura of Rock Iron and the giant wolf Fenrir—there's going to be a winner!"