Water 7 War IV

The scene transitions back to the chaotic melee where Buggy, Mugren, and Doringo struggle against the relentless tide of clones.

Mugren, wielding one clone like a battering ram, swung it into others with unrelenting force. "We gotta find the real body!" he shouted, his booming voice cutting through the noise.

"He's right, Buggy! This is getting~" Doringo's words were cut off as a clone landed a surprise blow, sending him sprawling across the icy ground. He collided with another clone, his frustration boiling over. "GETTING ANNOYING!" Doringo roared, spinning around to slice the clone clean in half, panting heavily. The sheer number of enemies was taking its toll.

Buggy slashed through a cluster of clones with Kitetsu, his mind racing. "Damn it, where's the real one? These clones are endless!" he thought, frustration evident on his face.

Not far away, the real Mace observed the chaos with gritted teeth. "Damn it! Where is Taylor? My clones are too weak to get any answers!" Frustrated, he scanned the battlefield and spotted Doringo, visibly fatigued. Seeing an opening, Mace smirked and leaped into action.

Mace moved with his mastery of the Rokushiki technique, his agility catching Doringo off guard. With a powerful swing, he struck Doringo hard in the ribs, sending him skidding across the battlefield. The clones swarmed Doringo, pinning him down.

"AUUGH!" Doringo cried out in pain as he struggled to free himself. Mace wasted no time, stepping forward to unleash a barrage of finger pistol strikes. His fingers, coated in Armament Haki, shot toward Doringo like bullets.

"Ugh!" Doringo grunted, managing to block one strike, but the others hit their mark. Pain seared through his chest, but his sharp eyes caught something vital. "There's the real one!" he yelled, pointing directly at Mace.

Mugren, bruised but undeterred, heard the call and growled.

{Rhino Ram!} 

He roared, his hulking frame charging forward like a juggernaut. He barreled through the clones in his path, his sheer force leaving a trail of destruction.

Mace, distracted by his assault on Doringo, turned too late to see Mugren's massive frame closing in. His eyes widened in shock as Mugren smashed into him with the force of a battering ram, using his arm as a shield.

"Fwaaau~!" Mace cried out in pain as the blow sent him hurtling across the battlefield.

Buggy, seizing the opportunity, weaved through the collapsing swarm of clones, his movements precise and calculated. As Mugren's attack sent Mace tumbling, Buggy leapt into the air, his serious expression replacing his usual cocky demeanor.

{Sutemi Giri!} - Death Defying Cut

Buggy roared, putting everything he had into the strike. His blade, Kitetsu, glowed with a crimson aura as streaks of Conqueror's Haki crackled at its tip. For the first time, Buggy instinctively infused his Armament with Conqueror's, creating a devastating combination.

The air around him sizzled with power as he brought the blade down in a single, decisive motion.

Mace, dazed from Mugren's hit, instinctively moved his head to avoid a fatal blow. But it wasn't enough. Buggy's blade struck true, slicing through Mace's neck and shoulder, carving downward through his torso.

The cut was deep and final. Mace's body twitched as his last words escaped his lips, bitter and filled with regret. "Taylor... Damn you... This... clown…" His voice faded as his body went limp, collapsing in two halves on the ground.

Buggy, panting heavily, his vision swimming, muttered through gritted teeth, "Huff... Huff... annoying bit~" before his body gave out, and he collapsed beside Mace's remains.

"Buggy!" Doringo and Mugren yelled in unison, their cries mixing relief and concern. Around them, Mace's clones turned into paper, dissolving and scattering into the wind, leaving the battlefield eerily quiet.

Mugren knelt, carefully picking up Buggy's unconscious body. "Good job, kid," he muttered, a rare note of admiration in his gruff voice.

Doringo, catching his breath and wiping the blood from his mouth, looked toward the distant sounds of battle where Roger and the others were fighting. "We've got no time to waste! Let's get to Roger and them, we might be too late!"

[War: Battlefield]

The battlefield of war raged on, its icy expanse shattered and chaotic. Roger and Garp, the two legendary rivals, clashed with devastating force. Their meeting sent shockwaves rippling through the frozen terrain. As Roger's Divine Judgement collided with Garp's counterstrike, a thunderous, 

**BOOM**

, it echoed across the icy battlefield, splitting the ice into a deep ravine. Aokiji's earlier Ice Age now served as a large battlefield. 

The weaker marines and rear admirals scrambled to stay clear of the colossal battle. Waves of energy sent many of them flying, while the strongest among them barely held their ground. Roger laughed with pure joy as he lunged forward, his blade sparking with Haki. "Wahahaha!! Garp! This is what I've been waiting for!"

Garp, grinning through gritted teeth, leapt to meet him. "Don't get cocky, Roger! I'm sending you to the depths today!"

Their clash was a spectacle of raw power, with the battlefield trembling beneath their feet. Ice cracked and shattered as their fists and weapons collided, each strike creating concussive blasts that swept across the battlefield like hurricanes.

[At Draco]

Meanwhile, Draco navigated the treacherous ice, his footing slipping slightly due to his sandals. Frustrated, he grumbled, "Who fights on ice in sandals?" Spotting a marine wearing sturdy boots, he wasted no time pummeling the unfortunate man, taking his footwear with a smirk. "Much better," he muttered, his confidence rising.

Draco's focus was interrupted by a booming voice. "DRACO!" Kong's guttural roar echoed across the battlefield. In his hybrid King Kong Ape Form, Kong barreled toward Draco like a raging beast, his sheer size and power shaking the ice beneath him.

Draco raised an eyebrow, muttering, "Whoo… That's one big ape," before charging forward to meet him.

The two clashed, but unlike Roger and Garp's earth-shaking duel, Draco's movements were calculated. At the last moment, Draco ducked under Kong's massive fist, his agility surpassing the brute strength of his opponent. He grabbed Kong's wrist and, with a show of overwhelming strength, hurled him into the air as if he were a mere toy.

Kong's eyes widened in disbelief as he soared through the sky, momentarily stunned. "How...?" he muttered before regaining his composure. But Draco wasn't done. Leaping into the air with frightening speed, Draco closed the distance in an instant.

Kong formed an X with his massive arms, bracing for impact. But before Draco could strike, a beam of light streaked toward him.

"Kizaru!" Draco snarled, recognizing the incoming laser. Without hesitation, he spun mid-air, kicking the beam away as if it were nothing. The redirected attack exploded among a group of marines, scattering them like leaves in the wind.

Kong used the distraction to cock his fist back, roaring,

{King Kong: Full Concussion!}

This was no ordinary attack. For the first time in decades, Kong unleashed his full strength, a punch capable of ending battles in a single strike.

The blow landed squarely on Draco's face, the force of it blasting him downward. Draco crashed into the icy ground, creating a massive crater that sent cracks radiating outward. Kong hovered in the air using geppo, his massive right hand pulsing with power.

Draco, at the bottom of the crater, wiped the ice shards from his face and gazed upward, his eyes filled with an almost childlike fascination. "What a cool fruit," he murmured. "King Kong… One of my favorite monsters."

Kong, watching cautiously, wondered if Draco was finished. But then, through the icy smoke and ice shards, Draco shot upward, his speed blinding.

"What?!" Kong barely had time to react before Draco closed the distance. Draco aimed an uppercut at Kong's chin, but the fleet admiral shifted at the last second. The punch landed on Kong's left shoulder instead.

Even so, the impact was catastrophic. The shockwave from Draco's punch disintegrated Kong's left arm, reducing it to nothing. Blood sprayed into the air as Kong roared in agony, his teeth clenched to suppress a scream.

"Che!" Kong groaned, staggering as he hovered, his missing arm a grim testament to Draco's monstrous strength.

From a distance, Akainu froze mid-step, his robotic arm trembling as the trauma of his own fight with Draco came rushing back. "No... No!" Akainu muttered, collapsing onto his knees. Covering his face with his hand, he shut his eyes tightly, the memories of Draco tearing his body apart haunting him. "Monster..."

Back in the air, Kong gritted his teeth and roared in defiance. "You won't take me down that easily!" He lashed out with a powerful kick, catching Draco off guard and sending him hurtling back toward the ground.

Draco landed gracefully this time, skidding to a halt on the ice. Kong, panting heavily and clutching his bleeding shoulder, descended to the battlefield. His massive frame loomed over the cracked ice as he knelt, his breath ragged.

"Huff… Huff..." Kong glared at Draco, his resolve hardening. "You leave me no choice..."

{King Kong: Full Ape!}

Kong's body began to contort, his form inflating like a balloon. His hybrid form transformed into his full Mythical Zoan state, a towering, feral King Kong. Despite the immense transformation, his missing arm remained a glaring weakness.

"WOOOOAAAA! AOOOHH!!" Kong bellowed, pounding his chest with his remaining arm, the sound echoing like thunder. His primal roar shook the battlefield as marines and pirates alike turned to witness the monstrous transformation.

Draco smirked, unfazed by the display of power. "You might've been my favorite monster in Monsterverse," he muttered, cracking his knuckles. "But I'm not here to admire you. I'll store your fruit for the future though..."

[At Enel]

The battlefield's chaos spread in every direction, the sheer intensity of Roger and Garp's clash reshaping the icy terrain. Enel stood atop a jagged tower of ice, observing the war's devastation with disdain. His eyes glowed faintly with electricity as he muttered to himself, "What a barbaric scene... How unworthy of a god."

Despite his elevated position, a group of marines began scaling the icy tower, determined to bring him down. Enel smirked, amused by their persistence.

"Hmm..." he hummed, raising his hand lazily before teleporting directly in front of the marines. "You insects dare climb toward me?" His voice dripped with arrogance.

Enel extended his hand, his fingers crackling with energy.

{Chained Vari!}

He shouted. A web of lightning bolts erupted from his fingertips, coursing through the marines and leaving them as charred husks.

"YAHAHAHA! That's what happens when you challenge a god!" Enel exclaimed, basking in his self-praise.

Unbeknownst to Enel, a marine had managed to sneak up on him, blade drawn and aimed for his back. With a fierce yell, she lunged and swung her sword through him—only for it to pass harmlessly through his body.

"Huh?" Enel turned, confused, his eyes landing on the marine. The young woman took a step back, her sword trembling in her hands.

"Logia!" she muttered, gritting her teeth. Recoiling slightly, she adjusted her grip, coating her blade with a dark sheen of Armament Haki.

"Haki, is it?" Enel thought to himself, narrowing his eyes.

"You dare raise your weapon against a god, woman?" Enel declared, his tone laced with irritation.

The marine gritted her teeth, dashing toward him again. "Shut up, you damned pirate!" she shouted, her blade aimed with precision.

Enel easily sidestepped her strike, his speed outmatching hers. "What a pity," he sneered, before delivering a sharp knee to her stomach. The marine doubled over in pain but twisted her body to launch another attack.

"Futile." Enel's golden staff intercepted her sword mid-swing. Sparks flew as their weapons clashed, Enel smirking all the while. "Tricks like that won't work on me!" With a powerful kick, he sent her flying, her body tumbling across the ice as she coughed up blood.

The marine lay crumpled on the ground, gasping for air. Enel stood over her, his golden staff glowing faintly as he channeled his power into it. Splitting the staff into two heated rods, he clanged them together, creating a sharp, zapping sound.

{Kiten!}

He roared. A massive lightning wolf materialized from his energy, lunging forward and engulfing the marine in a devastating explosion of light. When the attack subsided, only her charred remains lay on the ice.

"Tch." Enel clicked his tongue, unimpressed with his opponent's strength.

Suddenly, a force struck Enel from behind, sending him flying across the battlefield. Tumbling through the air, he quickly recovered, stabilizing himself with a burst of heat from his lightning powers. Landing on his feet, Enel skidded across the ice, his expression twisted in anger.

"Who dares attack me?!" he bellowed, turning to face his assailant.

Standing before him was a tall, composed marine with jet-black hair, neatly combed, and an air of eerie calm. The young man's marine coat billowed behind him as he drew his blade.

"Vice Admiral Void," the marine said, introducing himself in a cold, monotone voice.

A: If you know, you know ;-)

Enel glared at him, electricity crackling around his body. "A Vice Admiral, huh? You're no match for a god!" He extended his hand. 

{Vari!}

A bolt of lightning shot toward Void, crackling with deadly energy.

Void's response was swift and precise. Unsheathing his blade, he swung it upward in a fluid motion. As the blade sliced through the air, it created a swirling black void—a gaping socket of space that absorbed the attack entirely.

"What?!" Enel's eyes widened in disbelief.

Void wasted no time, vanishing with a quick soru and appearing directly in front of Enel. His blade gleamed as he executed an upward slash, cutting across Enel's chest.

"ARGH!" Enel cried out, stumbling backward as blood dripped from the fresh wound.

"Too slow," Void muttered, his voice devoid of emotion.

Snarling, Enel swung his golden staff in retaliation, aiming to crush the Vice Admiral. But Void raised his sword, effortlessly blocking the strike without moving an inch.

"You're weak," Void said, his tone dismissive.

Before Enel could react, Void delivered a powerful kick to his midsection, sending him hurtling across the battlefield once more. Sliding across the ice, Enel gasped for breath, his body battered and bruised.

"Damn it… Vice Admirals are this strong?" he thought, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Void stood motionless; his sword pointed downward as he stared at Enel. His cold demeanor was unshaken. "You've overestimated yourself, pirate. A god? You're nothing, I'm one of the 6 candidates to be Admiral!"

Enel's eyes narrowed, and his pride stung. "I'll make you regret those words!" he growled, sparks of electricity flaring around him as he prepared to unleash his full power.