Chapter 1512 The Float Fruit Lifts Marineford

Golden Lion's maniacal laughter grew increasingly hysterical, his eyes filled with destructive madness. "You Navy scum, do you think I'm still the Golden Lion I was twenty years ago?!"

Before the Conqueror's Haki emanating from him had completely subsided, an even more bizarre and chilling power began to spread out from him.

"I awakened my Devil Fruit earlier than Newgate. Let the Navy accept a sea burial along with your beliefs," Shiki said, opening his arms as if embracing the entire battlefield.

Having dealt with all the Marines, including Artoria Pendragon, Shiki had fulfilled his promise to the World Government, and the Celestial Dragons' treasure seemed within reach.

The next instant, all the marines and pirates still fighting clearly felt an unusual tremor beneath their feet.

"Hmm, what's going on?"

"Another earthquake struck, and the white-bearded old man is back in action?"

"Something's not right... this feeling is wrong!"

It started as a slight tremor, but it quickly turned into a violent, continuous shaking. It wasn't an earthquake that swayed from side to side, but rather a feeling of... being lifted upwards!

To people's horror, the rocks and ice blocks that had been shattered by the aftershocks of the battle were now floating up slowly, defying all logic.

It wasn't just the debris; the entire surface of Marineford Square was groaning under the weight.

It was as if an invisible hand was reaching out from beneath the island, trying to uproot this land that had borne countless lives and wills.

"Fly, Marineford! Let the Navy give you the most solemn funeral!" Amidst the Golden Lion's maniacal laughter, an unforgettable scene unfolded—BOOM! ...

Amidst the Golden Lion's maniacal laughter that seemed to pierce the heavens, Marineford, the magnificent fortress symbolizing the absolute justice of the navy, groaned under its own weight, like the breaking spine of a giant.

The massive cracks spread and expanded across the plaza at a visible speed. Beneath the cracks, there was no longer solid earth, but rather the ever-deepening, dark sea!

The sturdy coastal fortifications that once surrounded the square are now like a biscuit broken in two by a giant's brute force. Large chunks of rocks and reinforced concrete have been peeled off and fallen from the edge of the island, splashing white sprays into the sea.

Beneath the surface of the sea, it was as if the end of the world had come. The pirate ships that were not lifted fell into the deep sea along with their crew.

The massive island base was forcibly pulled from the seabed, creating a terrifying vacuum.

The surrounding seawater roared deafeningly, rushing madly into the huge gap, forming several bottomless, wildly spinning whirlpools.

The vortex pulled everything that came near it. Several unfortunate naval vessels that were trying to get away from the battlefield were dragged into the abyss by an invisible force before they could even utter a cry of pain.

The seawater was violently churned, and turbid mud and sand tumbled up. Countless marine creatures scattered in terror, only to be swept away by even stronger undercurrents.

The island's rise caused violent turbulence, and both naval and pirate forces on the battlefield fell like leaves in a storm, sliding along the sloping ground towards the edge of the abyss.

Screams, the sound of weapons flying out of hands, and the sound of buildings collapsing were incessant. "The island is rising, hold on tight and don't fall!"

"Hold on to me and don't let go..."

"Ah... someone save me!" Some unlucky souls on the edge of the island, whether pirates or marines, fell into the deep sea from Marineford without being able to grab onto anything.

Whitebeard plunged the Murakumogiri deep into the keel of the Moby Dick. The massive ship creaked and groaned as it tilted, but his mountain-like figure remained as steady as a rock, his eyes fixed on the scene of the world collapsing.

Shiki, that madman, is truly unimaginable when he goes mad. Although Law cured his captain's physical illness, he could never cure the Golden Lion's mental illness.

Since their reunion, Whitebeard could sense a strong self-destructive tendency in Shiki, the kind of resentment that comes from someone who had lived enough and wanted to take everyone down with him.

In just one minute, under the watchful eyes of countless desperate gazes, the massive island of Marineford had completely detached itself from the sea.

Trailing countless torrents of seawater like giant waterfalls from the bottom, it floats tens of meters above the sea surface.

From a distance, it looked like a scene from mythology: a massive island, along with the war, life, and death on it, forcibly taken from the ocean and suspended in the sky.

Because the Float Fruit was fully awakened, the Golden Lion hovered directly above Marineford, his wild golden hair flying like a lion's mane, and he spread his arms like a demon god who would destroy the world.

"Go to hell with your navy, take your laughable justice and sink into darkness forever!"

He didn't care about allies at all; the survival of the Whitebeard Pirates was none of his concern. The desire for destruction had already filled his mind.

Most despairingly, Marineford, suspended in mid-air, began to slowly, yet undeniably, tilt.

The side where the execution platform was located gradually rose up, while the opposite side pressed down heavily. It seemed that the Golden Lion wanted to completely overturn the entire Navy Headquarters like dumping garbage.

All the creatures above, along with their unwavering beliefs and glory, were buried in the unfathomable, whirlpool-filled, icy waters below.

Faced with Shiki the Golden Lion's mad act, which could be described as world-destroying, even the Navy Admirals became more solemn than ever before.

If Marineford continues to tilt and capsize, all the elite naval personnel on board, including themselves, will face certain death at sea.

"This is ridiculous... Golden Lion has gone too far," Kizaru Borsalino said with a smirk, his tone still carrying his usual flippant tone.

But the moment he finished speaking, his figure transformed into a dazzling golden flash, disappearing from beside the other two generals. In an instant, he appeared on the edge of the island, which was tilting violently and about to break apart.

Dozens of naval soldiers clung in terror to protruding rocks or the edges of cracks in the ground, their bodies suspended in mid-air, with a drop of tens of meters below them and the roaring, swirling sea below, waiting to devour everything.

Kizaru's figure flashed rapidly along the edge of the treacherous island at a speed beyond the reach of the naked eye, refracted by light particles. He did not attack Shiki directly, but prioritized the rescue.

Those naval soldiers, whose lives hung by a thread, only felt a flash of golden light before their eyes, and an irresistible yet exceptionally gentle force enveloped them.

The next second, they were lifted up as if by an invisible hand and thrown precisely into the center of the island, a relatively high and temporarily stable area.

Kizaru's movements were incredibly fast, like a golden ghost darting through a dangerous area. Every time he appeared, one or more Marines who were about to fall off a cliff were saved.

As for the pirates who were also struggling on the edge, crying and sliding downwards, Kizaru didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, letting them fall into the sea below amidst their desperate curses.

"It's Admiral Kizaru!"

"We're...we're saved!"

The rescued naval soldiers collapsed in the safe area, still shaken. Looking at the golden flash that had been frantically "reaping" the lives of their comrades on the verge of death, they were filled with relief at surviving the ordeal and awe at the admiral's strength.

However, an even greater crisis was just beginning. Sakazuki and Kuzan simultaneously sensed a huge shadow suddenly appear in the airspace directly above Marineford.