Reborn as Marco phoenix after loss to Blackbeard Pirates

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Poof!

Marco's imposing chest, armored with formidable Haki, was slashed open by Drought Jack's twin blades.

As the flesh split apart, the deep blue flames of regeneration ignited, surging with power. Simultaneously, Marco's hands, one radiating an intense polar blue and the other a searing polar red, compressed their energy to the limit and plunged into Drought Jack's flesh. These opposing forces, charged with destructive might, pierced Jack's seemingly invincible body. The dual-colored spheres of annihilation fire were driven into his flesh, triggering a devastating reaction.

Starting from where the two destructive flames had been embedded, Drought Jack's body began to disintegrate, unraveling in waves of unimaginable destruction. His flesh was being consumed from the inside out—overwhelming and terrifying to behold.

"Boom~~!"

At that instant, the incredibly strong metal jawpiece Drought Jack wore shattered with a deafening crack, revealing his jagged, death-stained teeth.

A gruesome and horrifying sight.

Wracked with excruciating pain, Drought Jack's eyes bulged as he gritted his teeth. This was, without a doubt, the first time he had ever suffered such a grievous blow.

Meanwhile...

"Whoooosh~~!"

The clash between these two vice-emperor-level titans sent a chilling shockwave through the air, like the muffled roar of a torpedo exploding underwater. In an instant, the entire battlefield erupted in a blinding explosion, its sheer brilliance impossible for anyone to look at directly.

"Crack~!!"

Above the battlefield, a massive collapse occurred as gigantic slabs of earth and stone were torn apart, lifted high into the air, only to be annihilated into dust as they were blown away. This incredible force ravaged everything within nearly a kilometer of the battle, sweeping away the very earth and rock in its path. Even the enormous ancient trees were reduced to nothing, shattered by the overwhelming impact.

From the depths of the forest, the desperate howls and screeches of countless beasts echoed, their cries drowned by the chaos.

The entire island trembled violently, as a massive fissure tore through the land, spreading further and further into its heart.

"Terrifying!"

The pirates watching from afar could only gasp in horror at the apocalyptic display before them—the pinnacle clash of vice-emperor-level power in a life-or-death struggle.

Boom~~!

Then, like rolling thunder, a series of deafening explosions ripped through the sky, reverberating across the sea and sending towering waves crashing outward.

Boom~~!!

Drought Jack was hurled backward, his massive body—a living mountain—flung across the island. As he crashed through the earth, smoke and debris billowed in his wake, the ground trembling beneath him.

Crash~~!

Marco too was sent flying, but even as he tumbled through the air, he regained his balance, his flaming wings spreading wide. With a single, mighty beat, he soared into the sky once more. His enormous wings, spanning over forty meters, cast an immense shadow, dominating the battlefield as flames flickered around him.

Thunderous~~!

Back where they had clashed, the devastation continued to spread. From the point of their collision all the way to the port, the island itself was falling apart.

Bottomless cracks snaked across the ground in every direction.

The entire area had collapsed, with massive chunks of earth and rock sinking into the sea. Seawater surged upward, rising in violent waves that crashed against the remains of the island.

In just moments, a large portion of the island had been swallowed by the sea.

Witnessing this cataclysmic scene, the pirates—already numb with fear—felt their hearts tighten. The sheer scale of this world-shattering battle left them trembling, a primal terror clawing at their insides.

"A battle between vice-emperor-level monsters... such utter devastation!"

This thought echoed in the minds of everyone watching.

"Drought Jack... his chest is split wide open, with two massive holes—his flesh and blood completely obliterated! This is... Marco's doing. It's terrifying!"

Crocodile, who had retreated to a distant hill, stared wide-eyed at Drought Jack, who lay among the ruins of countless ancient trees, his voice shaky and his scalp tingling with shock.

Just as he said, Drought Jack's chest bore two colossal wounds—one emitting a freezing white mist, while the other billowed with smoke and flames. The flesh around these wounds had been entirely destroyed—there was nothing left.

Seeing Drought Jack in such a wretched state, a collective gasp echoed through the battlefield:

"Shhh!"

This notorious murderer, with a bounty exceeding 800 million, gasped in disbelief.

"Marco… since when did he become this strong!?"

Having clashed with the Whitebeard Pirates and fought Marco multiple times, he was stunned to realize, for the first time today, that Marco had not only perfected his Phoenix Devil Fruit powers but had also evolved his techniques into relentless, world-shattering moves.

"Marco… completely unscathed?!?"

Nearby, several pirates tilted their heads, staring at Marco, who hovered in the air, his wings aflutter. They couldn't suppress their shock.

Crocodile quickly lifted his gaze toward the sky. When he saw the dark blue regeneration flames on Marco's chest slowly extinguishing and the wound closing rapidly, his mind reeled as if struck by three thousand bolts of lightning. His head buzzed uncontrollably.

"Impossible! This is impossible!"

"A fierce, vice-emperor-level battle… how can injuries inflicted in such a fight heal so fast?!"

"Even with the Phoenix's regeneration flames, recovering from wounds caused by a vice-emperor in such a short time is unheard of!"

Marco's regeneration flames were known for their ability to heal wounds, restore injuries, and harness the Phoenix's immortal regeneration ability.

They could even negate damage from enemies. But the kind of wounds left by a life-and-death battle at the vice-emperor level… they shouldn't be recoverable so swiftly!

Especially the lethal, devastating slash from Drought Jack—a blow imbued with extreme power and destructive force. It should've been impossible to heal so quickly.

Yet…

How?

How had Marco managed it?

Shock.

Awe.

Every emotion tied to disbelief surged in the hearts of the surrounding pirates.

"Has a major event already begun!?"

"It seems like it's in full swing now! The island… huge parts of it have already sunk! Who's fighting Marco?"

In the distance, several large pirate ships approached, and the crew on the decks, holding binoculars, gazed at the collapsing island in astonishment.

For a moment, they were all struck silent by the sheer magnitude of the devastation.

"Look! In the air… That's Marco, the Phoenix!"

Someone on the ship pointed skyward and cried out.

Everyone turned their gaze upwards, witnessing Marco, his massive flaming wings spread wide. They were left speechless, unable to shake their shock for what seemed like an eternity.

"Quick! Write a report—this is world-shaking news!"

On the deck, a bird-like reporter known as Morgans squawked excitedly.

"Editor-in-Chief, we've captured groundbreaking news!"

"It's sent! Our circulation will explode this time!"

Several crew members marveled, awestruck by what they were witnessing.

"Out of the way!" Morgans flapped its wings, sending a few subordinates flying. "Forget writing and publishing! It's too slow! Get the photography Den Den Mushi out now! Broadcast this event live! I want to send the New World into total shock!"