One Piece: Curse of Immortality

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"Don't be rash, Garp, we're both old men! It's time this world made way for the young ones," Sengoku said in a low voice from behind him. 

"I know!" Garp's voice was deep. "Arashi's strength is unprecedented in the history of the Marines, and even we don't know where his limits are." 

"As old geezers who have already retired from the era, perhaps what we should be thinking about is how not to hold back these young people who are fighting for their ideals." 

Sengoku's voice was filled with emotion. Although Garp still felt uneasy in his heart, he still nodded. 

The group moved quickly. From the constantly shaking prison area with its spreading cracks, they soon ran toward the edge of Onigashima.

And upon arriving there, they clearly saw an area in the distance that was not frozen, with a small boat on it. 

On the deck, a man in a panda hat was leaning against the ship's railing, holding a longsword in his arms, while a panda-man stood beside him, looking around. 

At the bow of the ship, a short man with a cigar in his mouth, who looked like a mafia boss, immediately noticed them and waved. 

"Capone Bege!" Sengoku recognized the identity of the short mafia boss at the bow with a single glance. 

"This year's Supernova, Trafalgar Law!" Rob Lucci nodded. "They are indeed the special operations team sent to rescue us." 

"For the sake of a secure rescue, they are not in Marine uniforms, but they are our people." Tsuru also spoke up at this time, a touch of emotion in her voice.

"Arashi, he sent such a young team to be in charge of rescuing us?" Her tone held no anger or disdain, but rather great admiration. 

"Law is a doctor with exquisite medical skills. He is the user of the Op-Op Fruit," Lucci said. 

When he had returned to Dressrosa, his body had also been treated by Law. Therefore, he had great trust in him. "The user of the Op-Op Fruit?" 

"I seem to remember Rosinante mentioning him," Sengoku murmured. 

As he spoke, his gaze couldn't help but shift, searching for Rosinante on the battlefield. 

Soon, he found his figure. "That guy's opponent is?!" In an instant, Sengoku's expression changed slightly, his eyes growing serious.

Because he quickly discovered that Rosinante's opponent at that moment was a member of the God's Knights. 

"He can already face an opponent of this level?" Sengoku said softly. 

Unbeknownst to him, the little one he had adopted back then had already grown into a strong man who could stand on his own.

The power of time was truly something one could never guard against. Capone Bege steered the ship, approaching them. 

At this moment, Garp turned his head again, staring at the blooming mushroom cloud in the central battlefield. 

The crimson, fiery sky had gradually subsided, returning to normal, only to be covered by large swathes of dust and smoke, making it appear very gloomy. 

That battlefield was also obscured by the pervasive flames and smoke, making it impossible to see the specific situation within. 

Suddenly, the clouds began to roll. Inside, it was as if long, earthworm-like monsters were surging and spreading, causing the clouds of smoke to twist and fluctuate. 

"VMMM!" 

Then, a majestic aura burst forth. Large patches of smoke were blown away, and the flames were split in two. 

That chaotic battlefield became clear at this moment. Garp's pupils contracted, and the others beside him all widened their eyes, staring intently at that area.

I saw a figure, wreathed in flames, step forward. His form was majestic, over ten meters tall, with bulging muscles. His face was like a mask, revealing only cold, hard eyes, and his limbs were as thick as celestial pillars. 

Ribbons of energy circled his neck and limbs, and a halo of lightning hung behind his head. 

At this moment, lightning and fire merged, making him look like a god descending from the ninth heaven, his entire being exuding an endless majesty. 

"Arashi!" Garp uttered the man's name with a tremor in his voice. 

At that moment, he clenched his fists again and couldn't help but take several steps forward, about to charge toward that battlefield. 

But just then, Sengoku grabbed his wrist from behind. "What are you doing, Garp!" Sengoku shouted. 

"My beloved student is injured, and it's a grievous injury like never before! How can I stand by and watch!"

Garp roared, tears welling up in both his eyes. Yes, Arashi was injured, and it was a shocking, breathtakingly severe wound! 

Although his body was still majestic, his chest had been torn open with two large holes, where flames were burning away his flesh. 

On his limbs, the flesh of his hands had been completely burned away by the fire, revealing the stark white bones of his arms and fingers. 

His entire body was covered in injuries from that massive explosion. These were fatal wounds! He could even lose his life because of them. 

Saint Garling and the others, hiding behind rocks, watched the figure walk out of the flames and dust, their pupils contracting at that moment. 

"To think he sustained such severe injuries. Marshall D. Teach truly cannot be underestimated," Saint Saturn thought with shock in his heart. 

A tiny pellet, flicked from the hand. Yet it was able to unleash such terrifying power that even a powerhouse like Arashi couldn't withstand it head-on and had to suffer immense damage. 

"Zehahahahaha! That blow didn't feel good, did it, Arashi!" Marshall D. Teach burst out laughing, his entire demeanor abnormally excited and crazed. 

The massive explosion seemed to have ignited the last shred of reason in his heart, making him no longer fearful, but twisted and fanatical. 

"It didn't feel good, I almost died, you know," Arashi said faintly as he slowly raised his head. His body trembled, and the flames were extinguished. 

An invisible force covered the burning wounds and holes, and then, visibly, the flesh and blood began to regenerate. 

In just two or three breaths, a perfectly intact body appeared before everyone's eyes once more. 

"The immortal body!" Those four words appeared in the minds of Saint Saturn and his group. In an instant.

Their expressions turned ugly again, becoming even more grave and grim. Marshall D. Teach's laughter also came to an abrupt halt. 

How were they supposed to deal with an unkillable Arashi? Suddenly! The flames behind Arashi began to surge violently, as if blown by a great, formless wind, flickering intensely. 

Then, the ground beneath him exploded. At the same time, the fully restored Arashi gave a mighty flap of his two wings. 

"VMMM!" 

A fierce wind swept across half the sky. His figure, in a single instant, shot toward Marshall D. Teach. 

"He's coming for me!" Marshall D. Teach roared. He flipped his hand, four pellets, identical to the last, held between his fingers. 

"Thousand-fold amplification! Special cannonballs, chain bombardment!" With a great roar, he threw the four pellets at Arashi. At the same time, from his left hand.

The power of the Dark-Dark Fruit surged, pulling at Arashi once more. He wanted to use this perfect combination to land another heavy blow. 

"Run!" 

Not far away, Shanks and Mihawk's expressions changed drastically the moment they saw the pellets between his fingers, and they instantly began to move away. 

Saint Saturn and Saint Garling did the same. Without a doubt, if such cannonballs were to explode truly, they could blast anyone nearby into the sky. 

"Zehahahaha!" 

Marshall D. Teach's laughter was incredibly wild. His left hand was aimed at Arashi, and the four cannonballs had already left his hand. 

But this time, the way Arashi dealt with it greatly shocked him. 

The figure flying towards him paused for a moment, and his face began to stretch and expand rapidly, transforming in the blink of an eye into a whale's head a thousand meters in size. 

"This is beast transformation!" Saint Saturn roared. 

The next second, the giant Kunpeng head opened its massive mouth and swallowed the four cannonballs, which were rapidly expanding but had not yet reached their final size, all at once. 

The cannonballs vanished, and no even larger explosion occurred. This scene stunned everyone. 

"What in the world is hidden in that guy's stomach?" Mihawk's scalp tingled. 

"This is impossible!" Marshall D. Teach, however, roared, his face full of disbelief. 

"Nothing is impossible! You know nothing of my power!" Arashi's head returned to its optimal form. 

With just a gentle flap of his wings, he broke free from Marshall D. Teach's pull. "It's over! He's coming straight for me!" Marshall D. Teach's face changed. 

At his opponent's extreme speed, he probably wouldn't have time to react. "SWISH!" Like a shooting star, a violent gale.

In an instant, it struck him in the face. Marshall D. Teach looked up, and what met his eyes was a large hand pressing down, fingers spread wide. 

"CRACKLE!" 

Dazzling lightning, incredibly brilliant and beautiful, seemed to transform into a giant world tree. 

Countless descending bolts of lightning were its branches, and as they flickered intensely, they changed from blue to purple. 

Purple lightning! Charming and dreamlike, yet extremely dangerous. 

He even saw fruits blooming on the branches, spheres of incandescent lightning that radiated a white light. That tree was not large. 

Nurtured in lightning, as if about to give birth to all things in the world, it was held in Arashi's palm. 

"Yggdrasil!" 

Arashi said softly, as if a celestial god were issuing a decree. 

Then, Marshall D. Teach's vision suddenly brightened, and he saw the most dazzling light of his entire life. He saw the light!

Though his body was darkness, at this moment, it was as if he had received salvation from a god. 

The Yggdrasil descended gently, pressed upon his head, and then bloomed upon his forehead, its thousands of silky tassels hanging down. 

Marshall D. Teach was blooming, transforming into a great tree that blossomed on Onigashima. 

"RUMBLE!" 

Countless bolts of thunder, at this moment, swept out, spreading in all directions, in the blink of an eye covering thousands, tens of thousands of meters, descending from the sky and striking the ground. 

Blackbeard, at the very center, trembled continuously, bombarded by ten thousand bolts of lightning, his entire body smoking. 

This was a punishment of being struck by ten thousand thunders! Even watching from afar, it sent a chill down the spines of Saint Saturn and the others. 

Suddenly, Saint Saturn noticed that Arashi had turned his head, his eyes fixed on their location. "The next target is us!" Saint Saturn immediately shouted.

Saint Garling instantly became alert and cast his gaze upon Shanks and Mihawk in the distance. 

Having been hit head-on by that mysterious tree of lightning, they could no longer count on Marshall D. Teach. 

This meant that the only ones left who could still fight were the four of them. 

It was hard to imagine that not long after the battle had begun, their side, which had seemed to be the stronger one, was continuously losing members. 

Suddenly, Saint Saturn's sharp eyes noticed Arashi opening his mouth at that moment. Four beads were spat out from his mouth. 

"What is that?" Saint Saturn's heart trembled, a bad premonition striking him intuitively. 

"SWOOSH~" 

A piercing whistle sounded in the air. In less than a second, the expressions of both Saint Saturn and Saint Garling changed drastically. 

It was because they saw four black cannonballs, each over a hundred meters in size, whistling towards them through the void.

And this was only the beginning; the black cannonballs were still expanding. "It's the cannonballs Blackbeard fired earlier!" Garling reacted and shouted. 

"Get out of the way!" Saint Saturn roared. The two of them twisted their bodies, trying to avoid the attack. 

Arashi could spit out attacks and objects he had swallowed, completely intact, to attack others. Such an ability was simply horrifying. 

"SWISH!" 

The four gigantic cannonballs, like four looming black mountains, fell upon their heads and then exploded with a deafening boom. 

Four mushroom clouds collided, twisted, and merged. In a thousandth of a second, a massive shockwave radiated out across Onigashima. 

At this moment, the entire ground of Onigashima was swept clean, the soil rising in great waves like a tsunami. "CRACK!" And under this violent explosion.

The entire island of Onigashima was completely shattered. Massive cracks, dense and crisscrossing, ran through the entire island. 

Onigashima had collapsed, broken into nearly a hundred fragments. 

The island, which Kaido had lifted about twenty to thirty meters into the air, now plummeted down with a boom, crashing heavily onto the ice surface below. 

This scene was stunning. Crimson flames spread among the clouds, and the fractured island of Onigashima fell in a scattered rain. 

"It's as if the end of the world has arrived!" a Marine looked up, gazing at the falling island, and said in shock. 

"With the war at this point, who has won and who has lost?" someone asked nervously. An entire island was beaten to the point of collapse. 

What kind of great war was this? 

"RUMBLE!"

In a corner of the battlefield, a mountain of dust and debris from the fall collapsed.

A five-meter-tall samurai was about to swing his sword to continue cutting down the enemy before him.

But at that moment, his body shuddered, and his eyes stared intently at the mountain of earth in front of him. 

With a loud bang, accompanied by a terrifying aura, a massive figure broke free from within. A large amount of blood fell from his body, staining the ice red. 

"Worororororo! I thought I was dead for sure! I'm really lucky to be alive!" 

Hearing this, the samurai's face grew even colder, and he tightened his grip on the sword in his right hand. 

"Your assumption was correct. Today is indeed the day you die! Kaido!!!"

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