"The Eight-Foot Jade Curved Jewel!"
Before he could finish speaking, Kizaru appeared in the sky above Marineford.
In the next instant, as if the sun were breaking through the sky, endless golden light surged forth from his body, shining brightly and almost blinding people.
He wore his signature coat of justice, the hem of which fluttered wildly, yet his figure floated lightly like a ghost, as if he had transcended the constraints of gravity.
"What a blinding golden light! Isn't that Admiral Kizaru's technique? Could it be that Admiral Kizaru has also been resurrected?!"
Some of the more dovish navy members exclaimed in surprise, as they were quite familiar with Kizaru.
The golden light gave them a strange sense of familiarity, but also a bad feeling.
Akainu, who was besieging Garp, was startled and stared in disbelief at the ball of light in the sky that resembled a small sun.
At the same time, he felt a bone-chilling cold from the ground and his eyes widened.
"Those are Kizaru and Aokiji!"
Suddenly, something occurred to him, and a terrifying thought exploded in his mind.
Kizaru died at that person's hands, as did Aokiji and Garp.
But they all came back to life, and none of them had any independent consciousness; they were controlled like puppets.
Before Akainu could continue thinking, the golden light in the sky became violent.
Kizaru crossed his hands behind his ears, his long, slender fingers twirling, and dazzling particles of light began to gather wildly at his fingertips.
With a sudden swing of his arm, the light projectiles seemed to come alive, whistling sharply as they shot down from the sky like meteors chasing the moon.
At first, there were only a few scattered beams of light, but in an instant, they turned into a dense rain of bullets, the light crisscrossing and cutting the sky into pieces.
The pirates and the navy on the ground were still fighting when suddenly they looked up and saw that the overwhelming light bullets had descended like the end of the world.
Faced with the indiscriminate attack, both pirates and marines were terrified, their faces turning deathly pale.
Before the light blast arrived, the shockwave and intense heat hit them first, tearing their clothes off, making their hair fly wildly, and scorching their faces.
Some people stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with disbelief, as if they could not comprehend this terrifying attack that had come out of nowhere.
Some people instinctively raised their weapons in an attempt to block, but their thin swords were instantly melted into molten iron in front of the light bullets.
"How is this possible! How is Kizaru still alive!" A pirate captain roared, his voice filled with terror, but his legs seemed to be nailed to the spot, unable to move an inch.
The next instant, a beam of light struck him precisely in the chest.
In an instant, the light bullet exploded, and the light expanded rapidly into a spherical shape.
The surging energy, like a hungry beast breaking free of its cage, instantly devoured the pirate's body.
A deafening "boom" resounded, like a thunderclap exploding in their ears, and the blinding light caused those around them to be temporarily blinded.
At the epicenter of the explosion, the air was scorched by the high temperature, hissing and distorting rapidly, forming a visible vortex.
Everything around was mercilessly drawn into this energy meat grinder.
The pirate's body was instantly torn to pieces, his flesh and blood turning into a bloody mist under the light and impact, and his bones being blasted into powder.
Scattered and splashed, like eerie blood-red snowflakes drifting away in the lingering power of the light bullet.
Immediately afterwards, more light bullets rained down, exploding one after another among the pirates.
In an instant, explosions rose and fell, creating a deafening symphony of destruction.
The light blast exploded in the dense crowd, and several pirates were caught in it at the same time, their limbs being torn off by the violent force.
Limbs and torn clothing flew everywhere, mixed with dust and sand, and the stench of blood filled the air, pungent and strong.
Each explosion was accompanied by a violent tremor of the ground, which was shattered and cracked in a spiderweb pattern.
Dirt flew everywhere, scratching the cheeks of those fleeing in despair.
The firelight and golden light intertwined, illuminating the distorted, fear-filled faces of the pirates and marines.
Just as everyone was stunned and at a loss by Kizaru's attack, Aokiji on the ground also made his move.
He slowly rose from the ground, a chilling aura surging around him, his eyes gleaming with a cold light that seemed capable of freezing even the soul.
Kneel on one knee, press your palms firmly against the ground, and then slap them hard.
Ice Age!
In an instant, a visible icy blue chill spread rapidly in a ring around him.
Wherever it went, the water vapor instantly condensed into ice crystals, with a continuous "crackling" sound, as if the gates of a frozen hell had been opened wide.
In the blink of an eye, the ground was covered by a thick layer of ice, and the layers of ice crystals grew wildly like thorns, trapping the pirates' panicked escape.
Even the seawater in the cracks between the plots of land was not spared; the waves instantly froze, the crests of the waves were frozen into ice sculptures, and what floated on them was also instantly frozen, lifelike.
Pirates and marines watched in horror as their comrade was instantly frozen in ice, his body still in a struggling posture, the fear on his face seemingly frozen in time.
Those who were lucky enough not to be frozen scrambled and rolled on the ice, their shoes scraping against the ice with a desperate sound, slipping and falling, unable to get up again.
"It's all over, all over!" An old pirate collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down his face, instantly freezing into ice beads on his cheeks.
With Kizaru's energy blasts from the sky and Aokiji's chilling aura on the ground, they had nowhere to escape.
The light in everyone's eyes gradually faded, their fighting spirit completely crushed by the terrifying power of Kizaru and Aokiji's combined strength.
The sudden attack interrupted the battle once again, and even Figarand Garin and Roger stopped fighting.
"Those are Kizaru and Aokiji. Aren't they already dead? There shouldn't even be any corpses left. Why are these dead people coming back to life?"
A question arose in everyone's mind once again.
They initially thought it was Rocks who resurrected Roger and the others, since he was the only one among them who had independent consciousness.
But gradually they discovered that Rocks' memories seemed to be stuck in the Valley of the Gods period, and he knew nothing about what happened afterward.
Moreover, his resurrection was no different from that of Roger and others, clearly indicating that it was done by a single person.
Who exactly has the ability to resurrect those who have long since died or those who have recently died?
First, that person must have the strength to suppress people like Rocks, otherwise they wouldn't be willing to be puppets.
Suddenly, a candidate appeared in the minds of the Red-Haired Pirates and the five Marine Admirals at the same time.
"Could it be...that guy?!"
Mysterious and powerful enough to suppress Garp and others, there is only one possible candidate in recent times.
That's the mysterious person who appeared in the Sabaody Archipelago!
He single-handedly killed Kizaru, Aokiji, and Garp, so his strength is beyond doubt.
Even if the Navy launches a Buster Call and sinks the Sabaody Archipelago, it may not be able to kill him.
The navy thus became his enemy.
Then it makes perfect sense that he resurrected Rocks and other powerful figures to seek revenge against the Navy.
Beckman's hands trembled as he took the cigarette from his mouth, his face pale, the suffocating pressure making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
"Roger and the others have been resurrected? Could it really be that guy's doing?!"
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