A New Path - Chapter 215

The call for a retreat caused a storm of chaos bigger than before. The Whitebeard alliance lost almost all coordination and each crew went their separate ways. Not to say they were losing, because they weren’t thanks to the Gotei commanders coming in and keeping the Admirals busy. Whitebeard right now, stood on the helm of his ship looking down on Garp and Sengoku. Beside him stood Kenshin, with a hallow smile.

Both sides were waiting for the other one to make the first move. “Garp, how do you think you stand against Kenshin?”

“With no interruptions, I might be able to beat him. But, I definitely can’t kill him, that’s asking too much.”

“That’s all I need. We two will keep them busy while Bradley takes back Ace. Is that clear?”

“Crystal!” Bradley stood beside them with his hands cupped behind his back.

“When I give the signal, we go,” Sengoku spoke in a whisper.

“Before that, you might wanna look at that,” Bradley said and pointed upwards.

From above the clouds, three flying ships came floating down. They were huge and their incredible size caused massive shadows to cover the land. Marine and pirate alike all stopped to observe the unthinkable take place.

“He’s here!” Garp said quietly. His eyes glued to the flag those ships were flying. Everyone in the world recognized that flag. The Admirals, the commanders of both Whitebeard and Gotei, as well as the Warlords, everyone stopped what they were doing.

“HAHAHA THE BOSS HAS ARRIVED! TIME TO BEGIN!” Doflamingo suddenly went from zero to a hundred and before anyone could register what he meant, he spread his arms and the slaughter began. The slaughter of the navy soldiers that is. His strings went wild and immediately he created a river of blood around him with the use of the marine army.

“DOFLAMINGO! YOU SCUM!” Vice-Admiral Onigumi dashed at him with fully dilated eyes. He couldn’t believe that in just seconds he saw countless marines cut to pieces by this madman. But, this man didn’t get far. A couple strings appeared from nowhere and cut the vice-admiral up into four pieces.

“I HAVE ARRIVED!” Lubbock’s voice echoed out as above the battlefield on strings mysteriously hanging in the air stood the remaining commanders, and with them stood also Amell. The strings were practically invisible so it looked to most that they were simply standing in mid-air.

“AMELL!” Another vice-admiral by the name of John Giant threw a fist against the emperor. Thanks to John being an actual giant, his fist was huge in comparison to the tiny people standing in the air- “YOU’LL PAY FOR THAT!” His rage over the loss of his great friend just now overtook his mind and he attacked in a blind rage.

“Forgive me for what we’re about to do.” Amell stared at the incoming fist and it stopped. John the giant lost control of his body and he froze.

“Captain’s blood bending sure is scary!” Lubbock waved his finger and John got sliced up in hundreds of pieces. His cut-up body parts rained down on the marines below and crushed some of them to death.

Sengoku and Garp stood still with wide eyes. In seconds they lost two vice-admirals and hundreds of marine rookies. Doflamingo was still slaughtering and Kizaru and Aokiji were caught up in their own fighting.

“Garp, stop Doflamingo!” Garp moved instantly towards the warlord with the pure intent to end his life in seconds. Amell didn’t bother with it, he had planned for everything. He didn’t come here with the intent to let the Marines have a fighting chance.

“Go!” Amell signalled with his hand, and from the ships jumped so many people that you couldn’t see the sky anymore. They covered the sky, and among this huge army was the inner circle members of Amell’s division. First one to land on the ground was Albion. The strongest physical fighter inside the Gotei.

“Tiny people! Albion is here to destroy! Come to me!” He roared so loudly that he shook the ground.

“YOU!” A voice made of pure rage came from behind and Albion turned around to see a man with white hair standing there staring at him. “IT WAS YOU, WASN’T IT!” His body turned to smoke and he flew at Albion with no regard for his own health.

“Little smoke man is first!” Albion and the man clashed and with no surprise to it, Albion won. When their fists met you could hear something break, and it turned out to be the man’s hand.

“So weak! So boring!” Albion hung his head, seemingly genuinely disappointed. “You’re not fun. Bring me someone stronger now!” He took a giant step forward and brough his hands together to crush the man made up of smoke.

From behind him, vice-admiral Momonga dashed in and delivered a sword strike to Albion’s back. “Smoker, are you alright? Pull back, this is not someone you can take on.” Momonga jumped back to avoid a kick from Albion,

“THAT HURT, YOU LITTLE SHIT!” On Albion’s back was a long scar, thought very shallow as it wasn’t easy to break through that defence.

“HE KILLED TASHIGI! I will see him cut to pieces.” Smoker gripped his weapon tight and moved in to fight again. Momonga not seeing any other choice also moved in. They were now fighting two on one, with them dodging for their lives as one kick or punch from Albion would probably kill them. They had superior speed, but that proved useless as they couldn’t do any real damage to his skin.

While that fight was going on, the hundreds of thousands of Gotei soldiers had all landed on the ground and started their assault. They were all elites so the Marines stood no chance against them. They moved in squads and they left thousands of dead marines in their path. Sengoku stood there gritting his teeth. He didn’t know what to do. The army of the Gotei was not something he expected. He knew they were many, just not that they all were this well trained and disciplined. His army stood no chance, and he was losing men every second.

“AMELL, STOP THIS INSANITY!” He yelled to the emperor who watched this with a stoic expression.

“Sengoku, the world needs a better future, and that does not lie with you. The world government as you running errands for scum worse than the worst pirates. You are the ones who should have done something a long time ago. You preach justice, but you’re nothing but guard dogs for sadistic scum.” Amell’s tone was harsh. If Robin overheard this or anyone else in his family, they wouldn’t believe this to be him. This was his hidden side. The one who could do anything for the greater good. Even if that thing was a mass slaughter of navy.

Sengoku couldn’t find the words to refute. He looked at Bradley, “Use everything you have. Kill them all!” His rage had boiled over and he was ready to give his life for this.

“No!” Bradley said calmly with his hands cupped behind his back.

“What?!” Sengoku turned around completely stunned at the unexpected response.

“As the Thirteenth commander, I am sworn by law to always act in accordance with the Gotei.” During the single second it took Sengoku to comprehend what was being said, Bradley drew his sword and pierced the Fleet-admiral’s heart. “I always respected you, but I was never loyal to you.” He said and twisted the sword before pulling it out and allowing a river of blood to pour out on the ice.

“I-I can’t b-believe… this i-is happening… G-Garp, s…Save y-yourself” Sengoku fell forward, dead.

“Father, shall we proceed?” Bradley looked up, slightly emotional. He wasn’t loyal to the marines, but he had just killed a man he could call a friend and someone he respected to a certain extent. He wasn’t ice-cold inside, so some emotions were expected to bubble up.

“Yes! No survivors, and leave Garp to me.” Amell said right as Garp came flying towards him. Amell raised his leg with his high flexebility and clashed feet to fist. Their clash erupted a shockwave so massive the other commanders standing next to Amell was blown away, though not really hurt.

“You surprise me! Who is he? No way you would send just a commander inside the marines for this long, is he your son?” Garp’s tone was dark, very dark. He oozed killing intent, but the remaining calming aura around him is what was truly scary. The fact that he could remain somewhat clear-headed and calm spoke of what an incredible fighter and veteran he was.

“That’s right. Bradley is my eldest son. You’re smart, and I applaud you for being this calm.” Amell floated in air while Garp stood on the ground. The strings had broken apart during their clash.

“Fourteen years. You planted him fourteen years ago. We truly underestimated how patient and dangerous you are.”

“Most do. I never did show my strength to you. So, as a show of respect, I will allow you to see the true me.” Amell’s aura erupted in a never-before-seen massive explosion. Immediately everyone on the battlefield, including all the commanders, even Bradley were blown away and fainted in the process. The icy battlefield completely evaporated, the remaining marines caught on fire as he commanded the cosmic energy to burn everyone alive, though they died so quickly that they couldn’t feel any pain. Something he did out of mercy, he still didn’t enjoy torture. The pressure crushed Marineford completely and the island started sinking. Amell used his bending to keep the Gotei army safe, but even some of the New World pirates who were a little too close to marineford evaporated.

After five seconds of that, his aura died down, and all that was left around them were the rubble that was previously the HQ of the Marines. The Gotei army were all unconscious but alive and he sent hem up towards the ship using his air bending. The straw hats were gone with their ship, thanks to Vash helping them. All of Amell’s allies were unconscious but alive. Kizaru was dead, Amell had killed him during that eruption. Aokiji was supposed to be dead, but Cal protected him by wrapping him in a magic barrier to stop Amell’s bending from affecting him. This meant that Cal took the brunt of it and lost consciousness.

“Another great man lost.” Amell spoke softly, “Hopefully I can someday forgive myself for what I did here today.” He reverted to his soft-hearted self and stared blankly at the ocean. He had just killed thousands of marines and even though no one would say anything since this was war. He had to live with it.

“This war is over! Now, the question is. How have my actions here today shaped fate? I can no longer rely on my knowledge from before my reincarnation nor the system I command. From here on out, not even I know what will transpire.” Amell placed his palm together to say a silent prayer for both the pirates and marines who lost their lives here today.

War is always ugly, but Amell wholeheartedly believed that his actions here today stopped even more bloodshed in the future. This world would be much brighter when he ruled it instead of the people fueled by greed.

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