Redfield Appear

An overwhelming force surged from the spatial rift, like towering tidal waves, shaking the earth with thunderous roars.

The shockwaves swept outward, sending some Marines flying uncontrollably into the sky, their bodies defying gravity.

They tumbled wildly in the air as the ashen shockwaves resembled fallen clouds, reducing visibility to minimum.

"Clang!"

Soon, a deafening metallic clash rang out—Whitebeard's Tremor-Tremor Fruit power unleashed a colossal force that slammed mercilessly into the steel wall.

Instantly, the violent energy scattered in all directions, dispersing the ashen shockwaves within Marineford Bay and restoring the vision.

A massive fist imprint was now deeply embedded in the wall, its surface caved inward.

"Guh—!"

Akainu, struck head-on by Whitebeard's power, vomited a mouthful of blood.

His eyes bulged from their sockets under the sheer force of the assault.

Blood streamed down his forehead as his body curled into a ball, embedded within the giant fist imprint.

His eyes rolled slightly, still dazed from the devastating blow.

"It didn't break?!"

Whitebeard had nearly unleashed eighty percent of his strength in that strike—not just to kill Akainu, but also to shatter the steel wall in one punch.

To carve a path for the pirates.

"Akainu got smashed right into the wall by Pops!"

"Hah! As expected of Pops! Akainu's done for this time!"

"But damn, that wall's ridiculously tough! Even Pops power couldn't break it!"

"What the hell is it made of?!"

"..."

The moment Whitebeard threw his punch, the sheer ferocity of his power drew the pirates' attention.

Watching Akainu get utterly crushed by Whitebeard filled them with exhilaration.

Yet, more astonishing than that was the steel wall's absurd durability.

Even the terrifying might of Whitebeard's Tremor-Tremor Fruit couldn't destroy it.

Without breaking through this barrier, the pirates trapped in Marineford Bay would never reach the execution platform in the plaza.

"Then I'll finish off this Magma Brat first!" Whitebeard growled.

As he spoke, his aura surged violently.

His right fist clenched, muscles bulging as he prepared for another strike.

"Whoosh!!"

Just then, a crimson figure flashed into Marineford Bay like a phantom, darting past the steel wall in an instant.

Akainu, embedded in the wall, vanished without a trace.

The next moment—

He reappeared atop the fortress wall, standing beside a Cannon, gasping for breath, his face bloodied and battered.

Beside him stood a tall, slender man.

His white hair was braided into two strands draped over his shoulders.

He wore a plum-red shirt and blood-red trousers, with black dress shoes trimmed in gold.

A vast crimson cloak billowed behind him.

In his hand was a slender umbrella with a bat-shaped handle, a golden chain dangling from his lips as he smirked with eerie charm.

It was the legendary pirates from the Rocks era—Patrick Redfield!

Cough, cough—

"What took you so long?!"

Akainu seemed less authoritative than usual, with a hint of weariness in his demeanor.

He spoke to the remnant of the old era beside him, his tone carrying a slight reproach.

In the initial plan, he should have appeared on the Marine's side when the two factions clashed.

"I'm only cooperating with you! When I show up is my own business!"

"And if it weren't for me just now, could you have blocked Whitebeard's next strike?"

Redfield smirked arrogantly, speaking casually to Akainu, his arrogance on full display.

He was a man who once stood shoulder-to-shoulder with Roger and Whitebeard.

But forty years ago, during that encounter with Bob, Redfield was severely injured by a single punch from him and forced to flee in disgrace.

Over the years, through various treatments, most of his severe injuries had been healed, but some hidden injuries still remained.

These hidden injuries even affected his strength.

This ultimately led to his capture by high-ranking Marines and he got imprisoned in impel down later.

He harbored endless hatred towards Bob.

Yet he knew it was futile—because he could never escape Impel Down.

He had resigned himself to spending the rest of his life locked away in that prison.

But not long ago, a high-ranking Marines suddenly approached him, proposing a collaboration.

The goal was to aid the Marine in the battle at Marineford, targeting one of the three legendary pirates.

The condition was that, after the battle, Redfield would regain his freedom.

Moreover, if he agreed, they would grant him a Devil Fruit to restore him to his peak strength.

The Batto Batto no Mi, Mythical Zoan Type Model: Vampire!!

Now, having consumed the Devil Fruit, Redfield's aged body had rejuvenated and even his lingering injuries had vanished.

Yet, what he hadn't expected was that in this battle, aside from old rivals like Shiki, Whitebeard and Kaido…

Bob is also here—the monster who had condemned him to a life behind bars.

"Bob, this time, I will repay you for that punch!"

Redfield clenched his fist tightly as he glared at Bob in the distance, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

After eating the Devil Fruit, his confidence had soared and his strength surpassed even his former self.

"Leave Bob alone for now—he's not someone we can handle!"

"The Five Elders will deal with him. Focus on restraining Whitebeard!"

Sensing Redfield rage and his desire to fight Bob, Akainu quickly reminded him.

As someone who had participated in the God Valley incident—unlike Redfield—he understood Bob's terror far more keenly.

Hearing this, Redfield gave a slight nod.

He had struck a deal with the Marine, accepted their benefits and now had to make sacrifices—even if he despised taking orders from them.

"Gurarara! Redfield!"

"To think a pirate like you would side with the Marines!"

Whitebeard laughed heartily as he watched Redfield suddenly appear and rescue Akainu.

As a pirate who was once his equal, Whitebeard had always held a certain admiration for him.

After all, as someone who relied on no faction or organization, he had managed to stand shoulder to shoulder with Roger and himself.

However, after years apart, this great pirate had somehow transformed into a Marine lapdogs.

"Edward Newgate!"

"Today, I'll start by taking you down first!"

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