#1496 - The Battle of Marineford (118)
He frowned, asking with confusion, "What exactly did Whitebeard drink just now? Why has his aura changed so drastically?"
The other four Gorosei also exchanged glances, at a loss for words regarding the sudden change before them.
The hideous and terrifying wounds all over Whitebeard's body had miraculously vanished without a trace.
This shocking transformation left the Gorosei present dumbfounded, completely unable to believe the sight before their eyes.
What kind of miraculous potion could produce such unbelievable effects, actually allowing someone severely injured and on the verge of death to completely recover in an instant?
Could it be some rare Devil Fruit?
Impossible!
The Gorosei racked their brains, but no matter how hard they pondered, they couldn't imagine any Devil Fruit possessing such powerful and heaven-defying abilities, allowing someone to not only heal their injuries but also further enhance their own strength in such a short period.
This extraordinary event completely shattered their long-held understanding of power and rules, causing a deep sense of unease to arise in the hearts of the Gorosei, who were usually accustomed to controlling every situation.
Just this small bottle of potion instantly restored Whitebeard, who was already on the verge of death from serious injuries, to his prime.
This was truly terrifying. If such a potion were to be widely disseminated, whether the entire world could continue to be controlled by the World Government would likely become an unknown.
After all, a potion that could quickly restore injuries and enhance strength in a short period would undoubtedly attract countless ambitious individuals, who would chase after it like moths to a flame.
Thinking of this, the Gorosei deeply realized that the seriousness of the situation had far exceeded their expectations.
"No matter the cost, we must thoroughly investigate the source and origin of that mysterious potion! We absolutely cannot let it fall into the hands of the common people, especially the Rockefeller Kingdom!"
Saint Saturn's expression was grave, and a hint of undisguised horror was revealed in his eyes.
In fact, a bold guess had been lurking deep within his heart.
He wondered to himself, could this mysterious potion actually originate from that Rockefeller Kingdom?
After all, just a week ago, the renowned Whitebeard Pirates had had an intersection with Napoleon of the Rockefeller Kingdom.
Therefore, a deep worry welled up in his heart: could that strange and powerful potion have been passed to Whitebeard by Charlotte through Napoleon's hands?
If that were the case, how many unknown secrets was the Rockefeller Kingdom still concealing?
Recalling the past, the Gorosei had always been wary of the Rockefeller Kingdom, but this wariness was only directed at one person—Rockefeller Charlotte.
For no other reason than Charlotte's terrifying strength, which exceeded common imagination, filled the Gorosei with fear.
His tyrannical and invincible combat power was enough to break through all constraints and rules in the world, granting him the ability to challenge the existing order.
It was precisely for this reason that the Gorosei had always been wary of Charlotte.
However, although the Rockefeller Kingdom possessed many world-shaking powerhouses such as Esdeath, Caesar, Tesla, and Barrett, in the Gorosei's view, these powerhouses had ultimately failed to transcend the realm of rules.
As long as they were still bound by the rules, the World Government firmly believed that it had sufficient strength and means to wipe them out one by one.
But today, the sudden appearance of this mysterious potion was like a bolt from the blue, completely shattering the Gorosei's long-held stereotypes and fixed impressions of Charlotte and the Rockefeller Kingdom.
Everyone couldn't help but wonder: how many unknown secrets were still hidden within the Rockefeller Kingdom?
These secrets were unknown even to the World Government, which controlled the world order.
And this unknown often triggers deep fear, even the Gorosei, who wielded immense power and shook the four seas, were not immune.
At this moment, Marine Headquarters—Marineford—had become the focus of world attention.
Countless eyes around the globe were tightly focused on this place, and their gazes invariably fell on that towering figure standing proudly in the center of the battlefield.
"Huff... Huff..."
Garp gasped for breath, his chest rising and falling violently, and beads of sweat as big as beans slid down his forehead.
Although he was still some distance away from Whitebeard at this time, his gaze was always firmly locked on this powerful enemy in front of him, and he dared not slack off in the slightest.
Looking at Whitebeard on the other side, the situation was actually not much better.
The earth-shattering slash just now, which could be called the pinnacle of skill, was amazingly powerful, but at the same time, it greatly consumed his own physical strength and energy.
His originally straight body was now involuntarily bent slightly, as if burdened with a thousand pounds.
"Fifty-five minutes!"
Whitebeard suddenly spoke, his deep and thick voice like a thunderclap, resounding in everyone's ears.
Garp and Sengoku were both stunned when they heard this. They looked at each other, obviously not understanding what Whitebeard's words meant.
However, Whitebeard had no time to pay attention to the reactions of the two. He waved his arm and once again raised the giant sword named Murakumogiri high in his hand.
"Marineford, disappear completely from this world today!"
As Whitebeard's roar sounded, he charged towards Garp and Sengoku like a madman.
At this time, Whitebeard was like a rampaging behemoth. Every time the Murakumogiri in his hand was swung, it would create a vibration strong enough to destroy a large island.
Faced with such a terrifying offensive, Sengoku and Garp did not dare to take it lightly.
They knew very well that if this vibration were allowed to fall, the entire Marine Headquarters would probably be destroyed.
