Chapter 59: An Embarrassed Admiral Kizaru — Rok's True Strength!
HUMMMMM—
When the thunder roared again, accompanied by a blood-red flash that lit up all of Marineford,
the Admiral who had "defeated" Rok just minutes ago — Kizaru — instinctively raised both hands in surrender.
"That's a scary attack, Rok…!"
Even Kizaru, one of the three supreme combatants of the Marines, did not dare to block the incoming slash head-on!
Because this one strike was horrifying.
The pressure alone carved a kilometer-long canyon into the frozen battlefield before it even landed!
BOOM!
Under the eyes of the entire world,
Rok's Blood Moon Divine Evasion, wrapped in thunder and Armament Haki, shattered Kizaru's light-kicks like glass and kept going!
Helpless, Kizaru turned into pure light and fled upward in frantic zigzags, forced all the way into the sky — looking utterly pathetic.
At this moment,
Rok once again became the center of the entire war.
Whitebeard, Sengoku, Garp — every top-tier fighter was stunned.
How had Rok's strength skyrocketed this much in minutes?!
Forget the fact that his speed had casually blown past Aokiji's blockade.
Forcing Kizaru, the man famous for running away when outmatched, into an embarrassing retreat?
That was something only a handful of monsters in the world could do.
Even Whitebeard and Sengoku had to re-evaluate the young man.
Especially Fleet Admiral Sengoku.
The wise old strategist's face was black with rage.
He glanced back at Saint Shalria sitting calmly in the VIP seats, eyes filled with resentment.
Damn it all.
Rok was supposed to be the future face of the Marines!
Now he had become their greatest enemy.
What a cruel twist of fate.
Compared to Sengoku,
Whitebeard was having the time of his life.
The worse it was for the Marines, the happier he was.
And this kid? An absolute gem.
Even Whitebeard had to admit — Rok was the most monstrous rookie he had seen in decades.
Young Whitebeard? Young Roger?
They paled slightly in comparison.
With a monster like this, the new era would be glorious.
All the old powers were going to suffer.
"Gurarararara!"
"Sengoku, I heard that kid used to be one of yours."
"The Marines really are becoming more and more useless. You drive away a talent like that and still claim you're not just dogs of the World Government and Celestial Dragons?!"
Whitebeard laughed openly, mocking Sengoku without restraint.
Then he looked at Rok again, eyes full of appreciation.
What a shame.
If he had met this kid earlier, he would've made him a son without hesitation.
…
"Whew… looks like I need to seriously develop these powers."
In the center of the frozen battlefield,
Rok stared at the thousand-meter scar his slash had carved into the ice and sighed inwardly.
After eating two divine fruits, his strength had exploded!
Now he could fight Akainu, the most destructive Admiral, head-on.
But it still wasn't enough.
Give him time to master his new powers?
Crushing Admirals would be inevitable.
Of course, right now, beating them was still hard.
Logically, Blood Moon Divine Evasion should have heavily injured Kizaru at minimum.
Yet a full minute had passed.
The aftershock had faded.
With Kizaru's speed, he should've been back by now.
Where the hell was he…?
"Rok!!!"
Just then,
Straw Hat Luffy came barreling over, eyes sparkling.
"How did you get this strong?!"
Even Luffy was shocked.
He used to think they were close in strength.
Now? He felt two whole tiers behind.
"Hahaha! You'll catch up soon enough, Luffy. You saw Nami and Robin, right?"
"Yep! So, Rok — help me save Ace!!"
Luffy didn't hesitate to ask.
He knew it wasn't Rok's fight, but he needed the help.
"Fire Fist Ace, huh?"
"You go on ahead, Luffy. Some people can only be defeated by you."
Rok winked and glanced at Garp, who was now standing on the execution platform.
Even with his new power, fighting Garp wasn't on today's to-do list.
As for Ace?
Not really his problem.
But a favor never hurt.
Of course… favors come with conditions.
WHOOSH!
To everyone's shock,
Rok suddenly teleported in a flash of lightning — directly onto the Moby Dick.
Sengoku's heart nearly stopped.
Rok was already Admiral-level.
If he fully allied with Whitebeard… the Marines were screwed.
"Hm? Kid, you need something?"
Whitebeard raised an eyebrow, curious.
By all rights, Rok should be escaping with his friends right now.
Yet here he was.
Clearly plotting something.
Whitebeard was more amused than wary.
He really liked this brat.
"Edward Newgate — Whitebeard. I'll be direct."
"Your chances of winning this war? Less than 10%."
"Not only Ace — you, the legendary pirate, have already accepted death today, haven't you?"
"I can change that ending."
"I can help you."
"But I have one condition."
Facing the man known as the Strongest in the World,
Rok stood calm and unshaken, aura not losing in the slightest.
"Oh?"
"Gurarararara…"
"Kid, do you know who I am?"
"I am
Whitebeard — Edward Newgate!"
CLANG!
Whitebeard slammed his bisento into the deck, laughing proudly.
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