Marvel: Beginning with the Collection of Shinra Tensei

Whitebeard swung his supreme-grade blade, Murakumogiri, and in an instant, vanished from where he stood.

"So fast!"

Akainu barely had time to react. As molten magma formed his high-temperature armor, he sensed a presence behind him so intense it felt like it was searing his skin. A sharp blade was already descending toward him.

His survival instincts kicked in, moving his body faster than his mind could process. Akainu leapt away, but that split-second hesitation cost him dearly—Whitebeard's blade cleaved through and severed one of his arms.

"Father!"

The members of the Whitebeard Pirates cried out in astonished joy. They didn't know what had happened, but Whitebeard's body seemed to have returned to normal. His speed and power had reached levels they'd never witnessed before.

They had never seen Whitebeard launch such swift and ferocious attacks.

"Akainu, I don't want to kill you. I only came to take my people back," Whitebeard said calmly.

A quake-inducing force field emanated from Whitebeard, extending for three miles around him.

Everyone caught in the field felt an oppressive weight on their bodies, as if they were being crushed by a massive boulder.

"Keep dreaming! You think you can kill me? You're not worthy!"

Akainu wasn't one to back down. Torrents of scorching magma erupted from his body, reforming his severed arm and covering him entirely in molten lava, transforming him into a blazing figure of destruction.

"In that case, we fight!"

Whitebeard's cold shout reverberated across the battlefield, causing the surrounding space to tremble, with faint cracks appearing in the air itself.

The clash between the two was nothing short of cataclysmic. Whitebeard, wielding the power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit, unleashed devastating attacks. Every swing of his blade seemed to fracture even the fabric of space.

"What's going on? He should've been at death's door. How can he still possess such strength? If this continues, we'll lose!"

Sengoku, observing the battle, realized that Akainu was being overpowered. A plan formed in his mind, and he prepared to intervene.

However, as he took his first step forward, a dense white mist appeared between the two combatants. An ancient, snow-white blade, sheathed and unassuming, planted itself firmly in the ground.

From the blade emanated a domineering aura akin to Conqueror's Haki, radiating power and intensity.

Even with the sword still sheathed, its overwhelming energy carved out a boundary between Whitebeard and Akainu. The blade's aura was so sharp it stung the faces of anyone nearby.

Only those at Sengoku, Garp, or Kizaru's level could withstand the pressure. Ordinary marines found themselves paralyzed, unable to move.

"Tsk, tsk. Let them settle this on their own. No need for anyone else to interfere," Han Yu said with a smile, addressing Garp and Sengoku.

The snow-white blade was none other than Hyorinmaru, exuding an extreme cold that created an icy barrier around the battlefield.

One overly bold marine tried to step through the barrier, but as soon as he placed one leg inside, it began to freeze at a terrifying speed. Ice crept up his leg, searing him with an unbearable chill.

By the time his comrades pulled him back, his leg was completely frozen—both inside and out. That leg was as good as lost.

"Should we make a move?"

Garp stood beside Sengoku, staring at the crystalline barrier with a solemn expression.

Both men understood that sending ordinary marines would be futile. They'd only become cannon fodder.

"The issue lies with that young man. I'll test him myself," Sengoku growled under his breath.

A golden light erupted from Sengoku's body, enveloping him in a radiant protective layer. He activated his Devil Fruit powers, transforming into his mythical Buddha form.

A sharp sound split the air as Sengoku vanished, reappearing moments later just a short distance from Han Yu. Without hesitation, Sengoku hurled a glowing golden fist straight at him.

The fierce wind from the punch was enough to sting the face, but Han Yu remained unshaken.

Instead, the red-clad woman beside him raised her hands. Crimson energy surged from Wanda's palms, meeting Sengoku's golden fist head-on.

When the two forces collided, the one sent flying wasn't Wanda—it was Sengoku!

The force of her Chaos Magic blasted Sengoku hundreds of meters away.

"He already told you not to interfere. Could you please cooperate?"

Wanda playfully tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, her smile enchanting. It was a smile so captivating that, if not for the dire circumstances, someone might've rushed forward to propose to her on the spot.

"Garp!"

Iron Fist Garp's figure flickered, and he appeared behind Sengoku. With both hands, he pushed against Sengoku's body, finally halting the admiral, who had been blasted through multiple thick walls and was still flying backward.

"This kind of power… How is this possible? Who is that woman?!"

Garp said in disbelief. He had just helped Sengoku absorb the force of the impact, but the strength he felt wasn't weaker than one of his own serious punches!

Yet, Wanda's dainty face showed no sign that she had exerted much effort.

Both the marines and pirates around them were in shock. Sengoku was one of the top combatants among them. To be sent flying this far, and require Garp's help to stop, was a clear testament to Wanda's strength.

"Wanda, I'll treat this guy. You block their attacks for me. Pietro, you take action too. Be careful though; they aren't weak."

Han Yu directed his instructions to Wanda and Pietro, pointing at Ace, whose chest had been pierced.

"Heh, don't worry. I won't let their attacks get near you!"

Quicksilver grinned widely. After seeing his sister make a move, he couldn't wait any longer. With Han Yu's approval, he dashed forward.

On the battlefield of tens of thousands, some marines had aimed to shoot at Han Yu and the others, but before they could even touch the triggers, they suddenly found their hands empty.

"What's going on? Where's my gun?"

"My knife is gone!"

"Who took my pants?!"

Quicksilver held a pile of weapons in his arms, tossing them onto the ground. Among them was, indeed, a pair of pants...

"Haha, my hands are just too fast. Don't mind it!"

Quicksilver laughed, but there was no hint of apology in his expression.

Looking at Quicksilver having fun, Han Yu and Wanda exchanged glances, both seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes.

Han Yu cautioned, "Wanda, be careful."

"Don't worry. No one can get close to you!"

Wanda stood her ground, and no one dared approach to attack her. Her earlier strike on Sengoku had stunned everyone.

"This guy's injuries are so severe, taking the magic bean directly won't be enough. Looks like I'll have to assist it."

Han Yu examined Ace's wounds. His chest was fully pierced, and his internal organs had been burned.

Such injuries would be fatal in any world.

"Luckily, I reforged the magic beans. These injuries can still be healed, or else Ace might not survive this."

Han Yu took out a small bag, opened it, and poured a handful of magic beans into his hand. With his other hand, he pressed down on the beans, turning them into powder.

"Rise!"

Han Yu whispered, and with the help of his energy, the powder flowed toward the hole in Ace's chest.

The moment the green stream touched the wound, it began to repair the damaged tissue. Ace's chest wound visibly started to heal at an incredible speed.

"Here, take one as well. It will help restore your strength and heal your injuries."

Han Yu telepathically passed a magic bean to Luffy. After he ate it, Luffy's spirit instantly revived, and his energy surged.

No one dared attack Ace recklessly anymore. The woman who had just casually sent Sengoku flying could easily overpower anyone else, making them nothing more than cannon fodder.

Seeing Ace's energy gradually return to normal, Garp opened his mouth but said nothing. Only Sengoku, who stood nearby, noticed Garp's subtle expression.

Had Garp just... let out a sigh of relief?

Sengoku looked at the now-calmed Ace, then turned to Garp. The latter didn't say anything, but Sengoku sighed deeply before his tone shifted to one of resolve.

"We'll both go together. We can't let him get away with saving Ace so easily!"

With that, Sengoku launched himself forward. His Buddha form activated, and in an instant, he was like a divine being descending from the heavens. Armored and towering several meters taller, he transformed into a golden giant.

Garp paused for a moment, but the words "Justice" on his back drove him to step forward, moving into action.

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