#1451 - Chapter 1461: The Battle of Mariner (Seventy-three)

He never expected that even after his life ended, Oz would still do his best to contribute his last strength to rescuing him.

This deep affection moved Ace deeply and also made his heart ache.

"There's no other way!"

Fleet Admiral Sengoku frowned tightly, his face full of gravity.

He knew that the current situation was imminent and allowed no hesitation.

He took a deep breath and decisively ordered, "Begin, Sakazuki!"

His voice exploded in the air like thunder.

Akainu, standing below the execution platform, slowly began to walk forward.

Each step seemed to carry a heavy pressure, making people feel his powerful aura.

When he reached the front of the harbor, he suddenly stopped.

Immediately afterward, his arms instantly changed. His normal arms quickly elementalized, turning into scorching hot magma arms, billowing with thick smoke and sparks.

"Meteor Volcano!"

Akainu's eyes widened, and he shouted.

As his roar sounded, he suddenly raised his arms high, aiming at the sky.

In an instant, countless huge magma bullets spewed out of his hands like raindrops.

These magma bullets dragged long tails of flame, rushing towards the sky at an astonishing speed.

This spectacular and terrifying scene attracted the attention of everyone present. People looked up, gazing at the sky shrouded in a fiery red light.

"The magma is going to the sky!"

Luffy's eyes widened as he looked up at the magma flying all over the sky, his face showing surprise.

At the same time, Whitebeard, with his rich experience, instantly understood Akainu's intention.

After all, as old opponents for many years, they knew each other's tactics and thoughts like the back of their hands.

"Not good!"

Whitebeard secretly cried out in his heart, realizing that Akainu wanted to use Meteor Volcano to create large-scale destruction and chaos, thereby disrupting his own formation.

Thinking of this, Whitebeard didn't hesitate to raise his giant sword named Murakumogiri and roared loudly around him, "Quickly, everyone advance towards the harbor! We can't stay in the bay!"

His voice was as loud as a bell, spreading throughout the battlefield.

The members of the Whitebeard Pirates, hearing their leader's call, quickly took action, rushing towards the harbor.

In the next instant, the already fiery red sky began to flicker with dazzling red light without warning.

"What... what exactly is that?"

A pirate who was slightly slow to react stared at the sky, his face full of disbelief.

Everyone looked in the direction he was pointing, and saw clusters of magma shaped like huge fists appearing in the sky, falling rapidly at an alarming speed.

Accompanying the falling magma fists were sharp and ear-piercing whistling sounds that seemed to tear through the sky.

Witnessing such a terrifying scene, the eyes of many Whitebeard Pirates members were first filled with doubt, but soon this doubt was replaced by extreme horror.

At this time, Sengoku, located on the execution platform, watched all of this with cold eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a smug smile: "Haha, you have nowhere to escape! First, melt all the seawater in this area, and then destroy their lair in one fell swoop!"

Although the situation in front of him was not as perfect as his original plan, it was good enough for the current situation.

No sooner said than done, in the next moment, those molten fists that fell like meteors slammed heavily on the ice surface.

The powerful impact of the collision caused countless fragments to splash everywhere, including both hot magma fragments and cold ice debris.

These splashing fragments were irregular, and both the pirates nearby and the onlookers further away were caught off guard.

Then, one after another magma, like extraterrestrial meteorites, continued to fall from the sky, hitting the ships on the ice.

Only a series of deafening noises were heard, and those extremely strong ships were shattered under the fierce impact of the magma. The people on board were either killed on the spot or fell into the sea, their fate unknown.

For a time, screams of misery and desperate wails resounded throughout the bay, making people shudder.

This tragic and bloody scene completely shocked Luffy, who was seeing such a large-scale battle scene for the first time, and he stood there dumbfounded, unable to recover for a long time.

The magma fist, like a huge meteorite burning with raging flames, slammed heavily on the ice with the force of thunder.

In an instant, only a deafening noise was heard, and the ice surface exploded like a lit powder keg, with countless ice shards splashing everywhere.

Then, the originally hard ice surface began to melt rapidly into water, as if by magic.

The ice that covered the entire bay, like an indestructible city wall, had no resistance in front of this hot magma, and in the blink of an eye, it all turned into boiling water.

Hot steam filled the air, shrouding the entire bay in a layer of hazy mist.

At this time, the members of the Whitebeard Pirates standing on the ice all widened their eyes, staring in horror at the rapidly melting seawater in front of them.

They watched as the ice under their feet gradually disappeared, replaced by increasingly deep seawater, and the fear in their hearts spread like weeds.

As the ice melted, many people's ankles were already deeply submerged in the water.

"The ice is melting!"

Someone shouted this sentence first, their voice full of despair and panic.

In the next second, as if in response to this cry, everyone fell into the sea one after another like unbalanced puppets.

Fortunately, most of these pirates were proficient in swimming and were still able to maintain a certain degree of mobility in the water.

However, those members with Devil Fruit abilities were not so lucky.

"Not good, the water is hot!"

Soon, a member of the Whitebeard Pirates was the first to notice something was wrong and exclaimed loudly.

Before he could finish speaking, the others also reacted and felt the abnormal temperature of the seawater.

"Hot, hot, hot! The magma has boiled the seawater!"

For a time, cries of alarm rose and fell, and the members of the Whitebeard Pirates struggled painfully in the scalding seawater.

"Get to the shore!"

Some pirates near the shore made a decisive decision and swam desperately towards the shore.

They used all their strength to fight to the death against the raging waves and scorching water temperature.