In a corner of the brutal battlefield, smoke filled the air, with broken walls and debris scattered everywhere.
Doflamingo knelt on the shattered ice, blood continuously seeping from the corner of his mouth.
Having endured successive fierce assaults from multiple powerful opponents, this Seven Warlord of the Sea was already severely wounded.
He casually wiped the blood from his lips, letting out a low chuckle from his throat:
"Fufufufufu... Is this how it ends?
Whitebeard, the man who once dominated the seas and stood at the pinnacle of the old era as the world's strongest, actually sealed by White Dove?"
Not far away, Gecko Moria narrowed his eyes, staring intently at the massive sphere hovering over the inner bay.
"That White Dove... he's ridiculously strong," Moria muttered under his breath. "Such a bizarre technique, even Whitebeard couldn't withstand it. How many in the entire sea could possibly resist it?"
As his thoughts raced, a mad idea quietly took root in his mind:
"If Whitebeard is truly trapped in that strange seal and suffocates to death... would I have a chance to secretly claim his corpse?"
Whitebeard, the world's strongest man, possessed an incredibly formidable physique.
If he could take possession of that body, he could create a zombie even more powerful than the giants!
At this thought, Moria's gaze grew increasingly fervent.
The atmosphere across Marineford grew tense due to Whitebeard's sealing.
Everyone's eyes were locked on the center of the inner bay.
Just then, Sengoku stepped over the scattered debris and quickly approached Ivan.
Up close, Ivan's dire condition became unmistakably clear.
He swayed unsteadily, his face as pale as paper, devoid of any color.
Using Planetary Devastation to seal Whitebeard had pushed him far beyond his limits, draining the last of his stamina.
Sengoku frowned deeply, his expression filled with concern, and asked gravely:
"Ivan, are you all right? Can your body hold up? Can you completely trap Whitebeard?"
This was the most critical question at hand.
If Whitebeard could be utterly defeated, the morale of the Whitebeard Pirates would instantly crumble.
At that point, the outcome of this war would be decisively settled.
Ivan slowly shook his head, taking several heavy breaths before replying in a hoarse voice:
"No... Whitebeard is still struggling inside Planetary Devastation. His Vibration Power is continuously breaking down the seal's structure... I can barely hold on any longer."
The moment his words fell—
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
A series of deep, thunderous roars erupted from within the Planetary Devastation, piercing through the thick layers of rock and ice, clearly reaching everyone's ears.
The members of the Whitebeard Pirates, who had been filled with despair, instantly perked up upon hearing the familiar vibrations.
Marco abruptly looked up, bursting into loud, ecstatic laughter:
"Hahahahaha, I knew it! There's no way the old man would fall so easily!
The world's strongest man would never be trapped by some mere seal!"
Diamond Jozu clenched his fists, his deep voice brimming with excitement:
"That's right! The old man has weathered countless battles. A simple cage like this could never hold him!"
Rhythmic and powerful resonant sounds continued to emanate from within the sphere, one after another.
That was the ultimate application of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit, using its own vibration frequency to continuously match and dismantle the interlocking structure of Planetary Devastation, breaking apart the connections between ice and rock.
Crack… crack, crack, crack…
Fine fissures rapidly spread across the entire massive sphere. The originally solid and thick barrier began to crumble incessantly.
In just a few breaths, accompanied by a deafening explosion, shattered ice and rocks suddenly scattered in all directions.
The heavy sealing barrier collapsed with a thunderous roar, completely disintegrating.
A towering figure stepped out from the swirling dust, treading upon the fragments scattered in the air.
Whitebeard, now freed, looked drastically different, appearing exceptionally disheveled.
His body was covered in countless wounds, with crimson blood soaking through his clothes and streaming down his burly frame.
Inside the Planetary Devastation, he had endured the extreme gravitational pull while constantly expending energy to break the seal, paying a tremendous price.
Yet even severely wounded, the emperor of the old era retained every ounce of his inherent dominance.
Whitebeard threw his head back and laughed heartily:
"Gurarararara, what terrifying power, brat!
If I hadn't used resonance to shatter the interlocking structure of Planetary Devastation, I might truly have met my end under that move of yours today!"
He gripped Murakumogiri tightly in his hand, his gaze firmly fixed on Ivan, whose aura had weakened:
"I must admit, you possess talent and strength beyond the ordinary. In this battle, you shone brightly enough.
However, this fight should come to a complete end here. In the end, I have won!"
Ivan swayed slightly, his condition weakened to the extreme, yet he still refused to bow his head.
His back straight, he calmly raised his eyes and spoke in a steady tone:
"Oh? Are you so certain the outcome is already decided?"
With that, he turned to look at Sengoku not far away and requested:
"Fleet Admiral, I need a large amount of food—high-calorie meat, the more the better. Give it to me now."
After continuous high-intensity combat, his stamina had long been completely depleted. Only by consuming large quantities of food to replenish energy could he briefly restore his combat strength and sustain the upcoming battle.
As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of golden light appeared, and Kizaru instantly arrived, conjuring a large pile of freshly roasted meat out of thin air.
Still wearing his lazy, nonchalant smile, he drawled:
"Leave it to me~ The Marine logistics reserves are plentiful. These ingredients should be enough to replenish your consumption."
Without time for pleasantries, Ivan immediately reached out, took the meat, and began devouring it ravenously, chewing and swallowing in large mouthfuls. He mumbled indistinctly in a low voice:
"Enough, enough. Thank you."
The rich aroma of meat filled the air as high-calorie energy rapidly surged into his body, gradually reviving his depleted stamina.
After a brief replenishment, Ivan slowly stopped eating, lifted his gaze to Whitebeard, and his expression suddenly turned grave:
"Whitebeard, do you truly believe everything ends here?
All of you are now far from the center of the inner bay. Given the current situation…
It seems I can finally use that move."
As these words fell, the entire battlefield fell into dead silence.
Whitebeard's pupils abruptly contracted as he growled in a low voice:
"What? You still have a move stronger than Planetary Devastation?"
At that moment, whether it was Sengoku, Garp, Aokiji, or Kizaru, all were shaken to the core, their eyes collectively focusing on Ivan.
Even Akainu, who had just struggled to his feet from the ruins, was utterly stunned.
He had witnessed firsthand the devastating power of Planetary Devastation, believing it to be Ivan's ultimate trump card. Yet, he never imagined that Ivan still held an even stronger killing move.
The captains of the Whitebeard Pirates turned pale, their hearts, which had just settled, instantly leaping back into their throats.
Without another word, Ivan unleashed Conqueror's Haki Lightning.
Slowly raising his hand high above his head, his deep, resonant shout echoed across all of Marineford:
"Behold, Tengai Shinsei!"
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