Pirates: Building a Pirate Family

In that instant, a muffled sound echoed, and Luffy was sent flying backward as if struck by a tremendous force.

A sharp ice spike pierced deeply into Luffy's arm, and fresh blood gushed from the wound, instantly staining his sleeve crimson.

"Aaaah... it hurts, it hurts so much!"

Luffy fell to the ground in agony, howling and rolling around.

Aokiji calmly walked up to Luffy, looked down at him, then reached out, grasped the base of the ice spike, and forcefully yanked it out of Luffy's arm.

As the ice spike was removed, another spurt of blood erupted, splattering onto the ground and forming a shocking pool of blood.

"Although your grandfather was kind to me, things have come to this point, and I truly am sorry. This path is a dead end you've chosen as a man!"

Aokiji said with a grim expression, slowly raising the glistening ice spike in his hand, poised to stab it down at Luffy.

However, at this critical, life-or-death moment, a clear and resounding bird's cry echoed through the sky.

Aokiji's heart jolted, and he instinctively turned his head to look. Marco was rushing toward him like lightning, one of his large feet wrapped in fierce wind, kicking straight at him.

In that instant, a crisp "crack" was heard, and the incredibly hard ice spike in Aokiji's hand snapped in two.

Moreover, the force of Marco's kick didn't diminish at all, hitting Aokiji in the waist like a cannonball.

Aokiji didn't even have time to react, and he flew backward like a kite with a broken string, unable to resist.

Then, with another loud "bang," Aokiji crashed heavily into a nearby wall, raising a cloud of dust.

This sudden turn of events stunned everyone present.

Especially Whitebeard, whose usually calm eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a hint of indescribable surprise.

Clearly, even this great pirate who shook the seas hadn't anticipated that Marco's kick would have such power, easily sending a Navy Admiral flying.

Marco himself was equally astonished, staring blankly at his foot, seemingly unable to believe what had just happened.

After all, even he hadn't imagined that this seemingly ordinary kick could produce such an amazing effect.

At this moment, Luffy finally escaped from the brink of death.

He looked at Marco with lingering fear and gratitude, quickly thanking him, "Thank you for saving me! If you hadn't intervened in time, I'm afraid I would have died here today."

Faced with Luffy's thanks, Marco seemed a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and replied with a smile, "It's nothing, just a small favor. You're Ace's brother, and his brother is my brother!"

But just as the two were talking, unusual movements suddenly appeared on the sea.

The once calm sea was now boiling as if stirred, creating waves upon waves.

Everyone looked closely and saw that a mysterious ship, which had been hidden deep in the seabed, had started up at some point.

It was rapidly breaking through the surface of the water at lightning speed, heading quickly towards where they were.

"Damn it, the Whitebeard Pirates still had ships hidden at the bottom of the sea!"

Sengoku's expression suddenly changed, his brows furrowing tightly together, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

He secretly cried out in his heart, realizing that the other side had kept such a trick up their sleeve.

Just then, a loud crashing sound was heard, and a huge ship suddenly rushed out from under the sea, like a fierce dragon emerging from the water.

The seawater was violently churning, forming a huge vortex, and the crew members who were struggling to survive in the sea were quickly picked up by this suddenly appearing ship.

Then, the ship rushed straight towards the giant Oars behind him with lightning speed and quickly reached the port.

The members of the Whitebeard Pirates cheered loudly, their morale greatly boosted.

They waved the weapons in their hands, shouting and cheering. Whitebeard, standing at the bow of the ship, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a smug smile.

"Gurahaha... I never said that we only deployed these few ships this time!"

Whitebeard laughed loudly, looking provocatively at Marshal Sengoku on the opposite wall.

Hearing this, Sengoku's face became even more gloomy. He roared, "Quick, fire the cannons! Don't let them get close to the port!"

As his order was issued, the gunners on the wall immediately took action, adjusting the direction of the cannons and aiming at the rapidly approaching ship.

In an instant, countless cannonballs rained down on the sea.

However, surprisingly, this ship demonstrated extremely flexible maneuvering skills.

It dodged left and right, skillfully avoiding the whistling cannonballs, like a swallow dancing in a storm.

Seeing this scene, Sengoku couldn't help but feel anxious.

He suddenly realized that attacking the ship like this wouldn't solve the problem at all.

So, he made a decisive decision and shouted loudly, "Stop shooting at the ship! Concentrate fire on Oars!"

Before he could finish speaking, Whitebeard smiled lightly, saying nonchalantly, "Realizing it now? Unfortunately, it's too late!"

At the same time as he spoke, the ship had already successfully arrived behind Oars.

"Everyone, let's go!" Oars stretched out his hands without hesitation, firmly grasping the ship.

Then, he used all his strength to swing it fiercely, lifting the entire ship, along with the Whitebeard Pirates members on board, high into the air, pushing it quickly towards the Marine Plaza like a moving hill.

Instantly, all the remaining crew members of the Whitebeard Pirates were sent to Marine Plaza.

"We've finally entered the plaza!"

Along with this cry, the entire Whitebeard Pirates surged into Marine Plaza like a raging tide.

Shouts erupted from the crowd: "Rescue Ace!", "Occupy Marine Headquarters!", "Wait for me, Ace!"

The impassioned shouts echoed through the sky, as if to break through the firmament.

At this time, the faces of the Marines were ashen, like dark clouds before a storm.

Garp stood high up, staring intently at the pirates rushing into the plaza like wolves and tigers, his face becoming increasingly gloomy.