Chapter 270: Shiki Goes Berserk
"Doesn't this mean… the Marines can reap all the benefits while they fight?"
The officers' eyes gleamed with excitement as they turned toward Fleet Admiral Kong.
Kong felt speechless.
Could they let him finish talking first?!
"Alright! Let me finish my damn sentence! Everyone, calm down!"
He knocked on the table, his tone filled with annoyance.
Sensing the admiral's displeasure, everyone quickly sat upright, waiting for his next words.
"Although Roger and Shiki are fighting, things changed unexpectedly when another person joined the battle!"
Kong's words piqued everyone's curiosity.
He then turned toward Vice Admiral Tsuru.
"Tsuru! Do you remember Patrick Redfield, the Red Count? The one who fought Rockefeller Charlotte in Water 7 six years ago?"
"Redfield? That swordmaster who could rival Charlotte?"
Tsuru asked, frowning.
Kong nodded.
"Exactly! It's him!"
The room fell silent.
Tsuru stood up and handed out some documents.
Among them was a bounty poster.
"Patrick Redfield, the Red Count! Six years ago, he battled Charlotte in Water 7, proving himself to be an extraordinary swordsman.
"But later, he stormed through the World Government's exclusive passage, shattering an 800-year-old precedent!
"After that, CP0 hunted him down, but he vanished. People believed he was either secretly executed or died from his wounds.
"But now… Garp has encountered him!"
Tsuru explained, her tone serious.
The gathered Marines felt a chill.
Another monstrous pirate had appeared.
"Indeed! As Tsuru said, Redfield's sudden arrival caught everyone off guard.
"Right now, Garp is fighting him, and it's an even match.
"I'm concerned about Garp's safety, so I gathered you all to discuss our next move."
Kong looked at the group.
"Fleet Admiral! We should immediately dispatch Admiral Sengoku to assist!
"If we're lucky, we can capture them all!"
Tsuru spoke firmly.
Kong nodded in agreement.
"Alright! But I won't send Sengoku alone.
"I'm sending a task force with him. You all will go too! We must capture these pirates!"
He looked toward the assembled Marine Vice Admirals.
"Yes, sir!"
The Vice Admirals rose from their seats and rushed out toward the port.
The entire Marine Headquarters buzzed with activity.
Everyone knew—the Marines were making a big move.
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New World
"Cough… cough! Vice Admiral Garp… what a terrifying man!"
Redfield leaped onto a Flying Pirates ship, slashing down a pirate in his way.
He turned to look at Garp, standing on his small boat.
Garp grinned, his overwhelming aura radiating across the battlefield.
"Stop running, kid! Feel the wrath of my Iron Fist!"
Garp kicked off the deck, launching himself like a cannonball toward Redfield.
Redfield's expression darkened.
Bloody and battered, he quickly swung his sword-like umbrella.
But Garp's jet-black fists crushed the attack effortlessly.
"Damn it!"
Redfield's frustration grew.
He slashed again, but Garp blocked every strike with ease.
Even though Redfield relied on speed, Garp's sheer power made up for the difference.
With every clash, Redfield's wounds multiplied.
"Damn you! My new clothes are ruined! You owe me, pirate!"
Garp shouted angrily as his uniform tore apart.
Redfield's eyebrow twitched.
"What kind of monster is this guy?!
"Why do my attacks do nothing?!"
He knew Garp wasn't a Devil Fruit user.
Yet his body felt harder than steel!
Garp suddenly got serious.
His fists rained down like a storm, each one coated in Armament Haki.
"Gah!"
Redfield's entire body turned black and blue from the impacts.
"Damn it!"
Redfield gritted his teeth.
He clashed head-on with Garp's Haki-infused punch.
The force shattered the Flying Pirates' nearby ships.
Shiki noticed immediately.
"DAMN IT! STOP FIGHTING ON MY SHIPS!"
Shiki cursed loudly.
He was already furious dealing with Roger.
Now, Garp and Redfield's battle was wrecking his fleet.
"Damn you all!"
Shiki finally lost it.
His swords slashed wildly, attacking everyone in his rage.
"Not good!"
Garp saw one of Shiki's deadly slashes heading toward his Marine ship.
There were still hundreds of Marines on board!
"You're not escaping!"
Redfield blocked Garp's path, his face bruised but eyes fierce.
"Get out of my way, pirate!"
For the first time, Garp genuinely got angry.
His fist glowed with black lightning, Haki exploding outward.
"Galaxy Impact!"
Redfield barely had time to react.
"Scarlet Strike!"
The two Haki-infused attacks collided.
Redfield barely withstood the force, but Garp rushed past him.
With no time left, Garp did the only thing he could.
"Iron Body!"
He threw himself in front of Shiki's attack, using his own body to block it.
BOOM!
A massive explosion shook the sea.
"Vice Admiral Garp!"
The Marines shouted in horror.
As the dust cleared, Garp stood on the destroyed deck, his body covered in blood.
His breathing was heavy, but his determination didn't waver.
"SHIKI!!!"
A furious roar echoed.
Garp kicked off, leaping straight at Shiki.
The berserk Shiki grinned, lifting his swords.
"Come at me, Marine! I'll cut you down next!"
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