"I'm going to rest for a bit too. Kuro, you stay here and keep watch."
Kizaru patted his mouth and said to Kuro, "Call me if you need anything."
"Tch, I was thinking of going to rest, but you go first, we'll switch shifts tomorrow."
Kuro, with a cigar in his mouth, crossed his arms and stared at the island.
The battle continues.
On the fourth day, Kuro went to rest, slept all day, and then stayed up all night with Kizaru to keep watch.
On the fifth day, the battle on the island intensified, resembling an apocalypse, with large numbers of volcanic bombs and ice blocks formed by the extreme cold blooming haphazardly across the island.
This time, both Sengoku and Garp took action to suppress the leaked power that had spread overseas.
The two were locked in a fierce battle, and no one on the island could enter.
On the sixth day, the intensity of the battle eased considerably.
On the seventh day, the fighting intensified once again.
On the eighth day, even just looking at the island from the outside, one could smell a fierce aura. The sea monsters nearby had long since fled to who-knows-where.
"Tsk, isn't this going a bit too far..."
Kuro said with some reluctance, "We're all colleagues, let's just leave it at that."
The two men fighting fiercely in the center of the island were covered in wounds and blood. Although the intensity of the battle was not as great as before, it was still brutal enough.
Those injuries cannot be fully healed with simple treatment.
That timeframe has already passed.
"The struggle between ideas cannot be settled with a mere mention, and this is where your weakness lies."
Tsuru glanced at Kuro and said calmly, "In this increasingly turbulent sea, it's hard to survive without faith."
Kuro shrugged noncommittally, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said with a forced smile, "Grandma Tsuru, don't pay attention to me, look over there first."
On the ninth day, the two sides' auras reached a critical point. They stopped using natural-type techniques to clash and instead engaged in direct combat, mixing their abilities with physical skills.
Both sides were almost exhausted.
On the tenth day, this aura had reached a critical point.
Until the early morning of the eleventh day.
"Sakazuki!!!"
Aokiji roared, his hand transforming into an icy claw, and swiftly clawed at Akainu's face.
"Kuzan!!!"
Lava erupted from Akainu's fist, forming a lava claw that slammed towards Aokiji with incredible speed.
"Haunted Dog!!"
boom!!!
The ice claws left two gashes on Akainu's face and punched a hole in his ear.
At the same time, the incredibly fast lava claws slammed towards Aokiji's chest.
At this critical moment, Aokiji moved to the left, and the Lava Claw struck his leg. With a loud bang, Aokiji's leg exploded, and he fell to the ground.
Akainu swayed unsteadily, clenching his fists, looking at the fallen Aokiji with a complicated expression.
"You... bastard!"
Bang...
After saying that, he knelt down on the ground, panting heavily, and had no more strength left.
Both sides were completely exhausted.
"Medical team!" Sengoku immediately shouted, "Go up and provide assistance!"
"I doubt they can get in. Let me do it."
Kizaru transformed into a streak of yellow light and plunged into the interior of the island.
Kuro also transformed into a blur and followed.
Before long, Kizaru, supporting Akainu, and Kuro, with Aokiji, returned to the ship.
The battle for the position of Fleet Admiral lasted for ten days and ten nights, with Akainu emerging victorious by a narrow margin.
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