Chapter 227: Byakuya Join The Battle

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The ferocious tiger continued its charge, seemingly intent on trapping King completely. 

However, this time, King was prepared. He quickly flapped his wings, dodging the tiger's pounce. 

Though he felt his body sink slightly, there was no major impact. The purple tiger leaped skyward and eventually disappeared.

King sneered coldly. "Fujitora, do you think the same trick will work on me twice? Today, I will take your life and settle the score from before."

Instead of being intimidated by King's threat, Fujitora responded with a calm smile. 

"The same trick wouldn't work on you twice, true… but who told you this was the same move?"

King was momentarily taken aback, not understanding Fujitora's meaning. 

But before he could react, Fujitora swung his cane sword downward and uttered in a deep voice—

"Gravity: Universal Pull!"

A sudden, deafening roar echoed from above. Instinctively, everyone looked up, only to be struck with sheer terror.

Three massive meteors, each over a thousand meters in diameter, were plummeting from the sky at an alarming speed. 

The blackened rocks, set ablaze due to their friction with the atmosphere, glowed ominously as they descended, exuding an overwhelming dread.

Viewers watching the battle unfold through live broadcasts collectively gasped. 

The ability to pull meteors from space with sheer power alone… was beyond comprehension. 

Only now did they truly grasp how terrifying Fujitora's strength was.

Fujitora had already calculated his move carefully. It might not have as much impact if he split the meteors to target all three pirate factions. 

Instead, he decided to concentrate all three on a single target. If he was lucky, he might even take out a few key figures.

And since King had been the first to provoke him, he became Fujitora's primary target.

As the meteors fell, King instinctively tried to flee. But an invisible force bound his body, drastically slowing his movements.

Realizing escape was impossible, King clenched his teeth, gathering every ounce of strength. 

Like two massive blades over twenty meters long, his wings slashed wildly at the incoming meteors, leaving deep gashes in the burning rock.

Crack!

With immense effort, King managed to shatter the first meteor. But before he could celebrate, the second one came crashing down. 

He had no time to dodge. It struck him directly. Even though he shielded himself with his wings, the sheer impact left his entire body with fractures.

And then came the third.

King panicked. If he took another direct hit, his injuries would take far too long to recover from.

Just as the meteor was about to crush him, Kaido, watching from below, let out a grunt of displeasure. 

He wasn't satisfied with King's performance but wouldn't let him die.

Kaido bent his knees slightly before launching himself into the air with an immense force that the front half of the ship plunged into the water, tilting its stern skyward. 

The crew barely managed to hang onto the railings to avoid being thrown off.

Kaido shot toward King's position, his massive left hand grabbing hold of King's battered form. At the same time, his right fist swung forward—

BOOM!

A single punch shattered the thousand-meter-wide meteor, sending debris flying in all directions. 

The sheer force of the impact was greater than even the strongest sword slashes. Kaido landed back on the ship, nearly tossing King off.

King, ashamed, lowered his head. "Forgive me, Kaido-sama… I have disgraced you."

Kaido, however, didn't seem overly concerned. His gaze shifted toward the Marine fortress and the lone, unyielding figure standing atop its walls. 

"This isn't your disgrace. That man… he's just stronger than you."

Big Mom narrowed her eyes at Fujitora. If they wanted to kill Byakuya, they must deal with this man first.

Although the battle between Fujitora and the Beasts Pirates had been brief, it was thrilling to watch. 

This was a clash of the sea's strongest warriors—where every attack carried devastating power.

Fujitora could sense that Kaido had shattered his meteor with a single punch. His expression grew grim. 

If Kaido alone was this troublesome, how much stronger was Whitebeard, the Strongest in the World?

A man who had dominated an entire era…

At that moment, Whitebeard slowly stood up, raising his massive naginata, Murakumogiri. He pointed its blade directly at Fujitora. 

The sheer pressure emanating from him was suffocating—even someone as strong as Fujitora felt an immense weight pressing down on him.

This was the aura of a man who had sat on the throne of invincibility for decades.

"You've got guts," Whitebeard said in a deep voice. "Facing a battle, you can't possibly win, yet refusing to flee… I can respect that." 

"But two of my sons died at Byakuya's hands. There must be an explanation for that."

His voice carried an undeniable weight. "I'll give you three hours."

"If Byakuya doesn't show up within that time…" Whitebeard's eyes turned ice-cold. "Then all of you will die."

As his words fell, he turned to Big Mom and Kaido, his sharp gaze sweeping over them. "Anyone who moves before the time is up… will be my enemy."

"If that happens, don't blame me when my blade doesn't recognize old friends."

The entire battlefield fell into a chilling silence.

For one man to impose his will upon both Big Mom and Kaido… in this world, only Edward Newgate could do such a thing.

Big Mom and Kaido were displeased with Whitebeard's declaration, but neither spoke against him. 

Their alliance had no clear leader, but his words carried weight, given that Whitebeard was the strongest among them.

That didn't mean Kaido and Big Mom would simply obey him.

If Whitebeard suffered serious injuries in this battle, then long before Teach could make a move, they would be the first to end his reign and divide up the remnants of his empire.

For now, however, their objective remained the same—to kill Byakuya and eradicate the Night Organization.

If Byakuya never showed up, slaughtering the Marines of G-5 a hundred times over wouldn't make any difference.

Right now, Byakuya was on his way, and his enemies had surrounded G-5 without launching an attack, intending to draw him in. 

It would completely disrupt their original plan if they destroyed the G-5 base and forced Byakuya to flee.

Every second felt like an eternity as time passed under this oppressive atmosphere. 

For the Marines, every moment was sheer torment—three hours was both their countdown to survival and their march toward death. 

As the deadline approached, unease spread among the soldiers like wildfire. Even Ferguson and the others had no idea when Byakuya would return.

However, Ain and Tashigi firmly believed that Byakuya would come to save them—just as he had when the Beasts Pirates besieged them.

With less than ten minutes remaining, Byakuya was still nowhere to be seen. At this point, Issho abandoned all hope and resolved to fight.

Countless spectators watching the live broadcast began to comment:

"I never thought Marine Admiral Byakuya would turn out to be such a coward, afraid to face death."

"Honestly, I can understand. He's only twenty years old—why should he throw away his life in a hopeless battle?"

"Hmph! He may not want to die, but because of him, the entire G-5 base will perish!"

Within moments, the world erupted in criticism against Byakuya.

As the three-hour mark hit, Whitebeard sighed to himself.

"I thought Byakuya was a young hero—becoming an admiral at just twenty and achieving so many astonishing feats." 

"But to think he would abandon his comrades just to save his own life... I had once wanted to meet him."

The deadline had passed. Whitebeard turned to the unwavering figure of Issho standing atop the fortress walls. 

A flicker of admiration flashed in his eyes, but he was a man of his word. Ace and Thatch's deaths still needed revenge.

"Time's up. Byakuya hasn't shown himself—you may prepare your last words."

The massive blade, Murakumogiri, trembled slightly in Whitebeard's grasp as the power of his Devil Fruit surged. 

The force was so overwhelming that the space around him rippled like waves on the ocean.

To his side, Big Mom and Kaido also readied themselves for battle. If all three fought at full strength, even Issho couldn't escape death.

However, just as Whitebeard was about to strike, a loud, familiar laugh echoed through the battlefield.

"Hahahaha! Whitebeard, it's been years since we last fought. How much of your strength do you still have left?"

Everyone turned toward the source of the voice. A ship was approaching, and three figures were known all too well to the world.

The Marine Hero—Garp.

The Marine Instructor—Zephyr.

The Marine Admiral—Kuzan.

There was no doubt about it—they were here to help defend G-5 and protect Byakuya.

Yet, the irony was not lost on anyone—so many people were willing to fight and die for Byakuya, yet the man himself was still nowhere to be seen.

Garp turned to Zephyr and said in a low voice, "I'll handle Whitebeard. You and Kuzan take on Kaido, and Issho can deal with Big Mom." 

"Sigh... after putting in so much effort for that brat Byakuya, he better let my grandson go."

"Don't worry—he'll let him go!" Zephyr pounded his chest in assurance.

Whitebeard's deep voice carried across the battlefield:

"Garp, are you sure you want to get involved in this? Ace died at Byakuya's hands."

Garp's expression was firm. "Until I hear the truth from Byakuya himself, I won't jump to conclusions."

He knew what had happened but didn't believe Byakuya had any reason to specifically target Ace. He needed to hear it from Byakuya's mouth.

"If that's the case… let's see if your fists are still as hard as they were back then!"

Whitebeard shifted Murakumogiri's angle and swung it toward Garp. 

The force of his quake-infused slash tore through the air, sending out an enormous shockwave. 

The sheer pressure shattered the very space in its path, leaving pitch-black cracks in reality.

Faced with Whitebeard's full-power attack, Garp dared not take it lightly. His fist instantly became clad in Armament Haki as he prepared to strike back.

But just as he was about to move, a shadow flashed before his eyes.

To the shock of everyone watching, the figure raised a hand and swatted at the shockwave.

The space where the massive attack had passed through shattered, forming a colossal black hole. 

Seawater rushed in violently, but no matter how much poured into it, the void seemed infinite, never filling up.

Only after a long moment did the black hole gradually shrink and disappear.

Everyone finally realized—that the figure standing there was the one they had been waiting for all this time.

Byakuya.

He glanced at the three Emperor-led pirate crews and spoke calmly:

"You were looking for me, weren't you? Well… I'm here now."

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