One Piece: Reborn and Skypiean

238

Chapter 238

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He was wrong .

Jewellery Bonney watched Amon's speech. His body slowly became hot in anger and fury, his eyes teary.

A strange combination of anger and rage burned his heart and he clenched his fists tighter than ever. His overgrown nails stuck into his palms, causing blood to start dripping.

It wasn't Blackbeard he had to kill, it was this bastard, this bastard, this monster . He needs to somehow kill her, somehow reach her home and bury her under the clouds. He'll take revenge for

A warm hand fell on his shoulder just as the coldness ran down his spine.

"Don't talk."

The same voice that played on the big screen in the air muttered in his ears.

He realized what was happening in an instant.

Bonney was over 800 years old, right, but she was brainwashed her entire life to serve the Nobles. Recently his brain returned to normal, but he was still nothing more than a child in the head.

But as she felt the palm on her open shoulder start tickling, buzzing, even she could tell something was wrong . He's fucked.

With one of Amon's clones here, he'll definitely die-off

His consciousness faded with an electric strike attacking his brain. Before the surrounding crowd could even realize anything, his body disappeared from his place along with the man behind him.

Bonney doesn't know, but Amon has a lot of plans for her. He was the Factory of Immortality, and it did not cause him to do anything hard unlike the Op-Op no Mi.

As Amon soared through the sky, bringing the unconscious Bonney to Skypiea, another thought flashed through his mind.

'Oh right, I have to bring the fruit to the house of the deceased demon fruit.'

He had almost forgotten about it in the heat of the battle, in his sensation. He immediately scattered dozens of electric bolts from his body each making another Amon in a split second, at lightning speed.

A few seconds later, they all disappeared to pick up fruit from a farm in Skypiea.

—★—

Tremor Whitebeard's layered fist shot forward, along with Garp's Ryo-coated punch.

Amon did not try to dodge, he received the attack with a grin, and the next second, his body spread into a bolt of lightning.

"Yahaha!"

Ammon's laughter came from behind them, as the two turned around, their eyes brighter than fire, hotter than the sun.

"That's a clone, you old monsters."

Amon who was wearing a long white coat avoided one of Sengoku's punches easily as if he was walking on the side of a lake.

He then kicked and floated in the sky, beyond the general reach of Sengoku. He raised his hand forward to pull Kiyu, his sword, towards him using his Magnetism.

With a sword in his hand and a gentle grin on his face, unlike the previous Executor of Ammon, Amon turned his gaze around the battlefield.

Sin met his gaze as he nodded at them.

In the next instant, Raki screeched in his zoan form and Wyper kicked Akainu who had molten lava dripping from his melting right arm .

Other sins followed the attack that struck the enemy whose eyes until now were focused on Amon, and soon after, the war began again.

A group of Marines and Pirates besieged the entire Motorcycle Gang, which took a strange pose before their bodies flew towards each other like magnets and stuck together. Not long after, their bodies fused, becoming increasingly larger, and about 4 seconds later, the 25-foot-tall giant robot stood upright.

Immediately, a laser beam shone behind him and hit his back, a group of Pacisfasta came into sight.

Amon could not observe the battle for more than 9 seconds before the GARP again leapt into the air, its feet kicking into the air as if it were a solid object.

"I never thought you would die in my hands the first time we met!" He shouted, his eyes were red and covered in tears as he held back his snot. "I'll have lunch with your heart!"

On Garp's direct approach, Amon only chuckled while preparing his body to make a gap for Garp's punch to pass. But it was a bad move. Although he emptied a single spot on his Logia body, Garp's punch hit that point and his entire chest became covered with pain.

'What was that?!'

Amon did not wait for a response and immediately dodged the next attack by teleporting away. He wiped his bloody lips with a laugh.

"Ah, you dirty old man." He sighed. "I've never thought a person like you would have a trick under your sleeve."

Amon always thought of Garp as a straight man, and he was. This must be the Supreme Haki of Garp that Shanks had talked about.

Whitebeard instead rushed to Amon, this time Amon did not care to dodge and retaliated with his own attack.

He could finish off Whitebeard and Garp after entering lightning speed, but it would not be pleasant and the river would not be able to catch how he dealt with the strongest people in this world.

Moreover, he did not plan to kill GARP. The direct death of GARP did not benefit him at this time, instead it would hinder some of his plans. Now, there's another new reason, that special Haki. He also needs to learn it.

Ignoring that thought, he focused on the approaching Whitebeard.

The strongest man alive swung his dragon down, the tip of his blade shining with Tremor, further sharpening the cutting power of his blade.

Amon stepped to the right and dodged the attack as if dodging a fallen leaf.

Then he swung his arm backwards. His fist glowed red, and as he swung his fist forward, a mixture of orange and red light, Plasma, left it in the form of a flying fist projectile.

Whitebeard dodged one of the fists, then the other, then the other three fists. His eyes shone silver as he did so, obviously using Haki's Observation.

But just as Amon was grinning, a plasma fist smashed into his face, taking a piece of the left side of his face with him.

Whitebeard's eyes widened. Not because of surprise, but because of anger. With a shrieked cry, as if he was unleashing an ancient power, the tip of his naginata shone a deep purple like crackling black lightning formed around him.

Conqueror Layer.

There is no need to take extra risks after seeing the GARP technique.

Whitebeard coughed up blood immediately. That single pull of his Haki must have severely damaged his health.

He leans on his weapon when Amon tries to move, but Monkey D. Garp jumped to Whitebeard's side.

"Oi, the New Gate." Garp's eyes were blindfolded by Amon. "You know I don't like you, right?"

Even among his anger, Whitebeard chuckled at hearing that. He knows where he's headed.

"It looks like you won't be able to get out alive today, and I don't plan to either. Even if the two of us have to work together, and even the lives of both of us, let's give this kid a lesson that his parents forgot to give."

That's a funny statement. Amon just laughed.

As Garp and Whitebeard stormed him, Sengoku joined in the middle of the road. His body was still the size of a human but his skin was golden, shining .

Sengoku will be a problem. The golden skin was as hard as, if not harder than, the scales of Kaido in its Dragon form. That was how he could become Whitebeard's rival at all. Only the strongest defense could match the most destructive force. No one with a normal body would be able to do so.

Whitebeard and Sengoku exchanged glances, imaginary lightning crackling between them, before turning forward and using their respective attacks on Amon.

Naginata Whitebeard moved down her neck. Sengoku-coated palms reached out to his chest, and Garp's fist hit his chin.

Amon didn't look tense at all. He even laughed.

Lightning twinkled around Amon's body and he raised his hand into the air, grabbed the electromagnetic field with his hand, and pulled it down. All this happens at lightning speed.

The next second, the world turned. The sound of a glass-like space crack rang out and with a burst of sheer force, the three old monsters were thrown away from Amon, each heading in a different direction.

From beneath them, as the cracks disappeared in the air, Amon came out without being scratched. He just tied his tie with a smile.

"Ups, am I overreacting?" Amon muttered, looking around.

He went to sea . His technique is a replica of Whitebeard's power. While it was weaker, Amon gave it his all.

That's why the town of marineford in the distance was blown to pieces . The battlefield split into pieces, the ground cracking unevenly. All the weak fighters were behind them, unable to manage their calm in the trembling world.

Amon expected the three people he sent flying to run here immediately. But instead, a man 3 times his body size appeared behind him. He held a thorny stick in his hand that crackled in black lightning.

King of the Beasts, Kaido bled from the side of his head. One of his eyes was closed, that was the eye he defeated from Mr. Fool . The man who is the real identity that he learned a few minutes ago.

"You…"

Amon grinned at the man. "Geez, have you defeated Big Mom? I smeared him a little bit with all that Germa tech, but he can only last 7 minutes? Sad."

Kaido raised his staff into the air slowly and swung it down, but the stick just floated in the air.

Furthermore, this time, Kaido felt a shadow looming over him.

Looking back, he met Amon who was several feet taller than him.

Kaido's eyes are locked on Amon's horns. She had ignored him until now, obviously just expecting them to be some kind of cosmetic. But now that he was staring at Amon's huge body, covered in his coat that grew with him, Kaido felt anger gushing through his veins.

"You bastard, how you-"

"Surge, Kaido, bad boy!"

But before Kaido can kill this pest, Whitebeard runs towards Amon again. The dragon is again coated with Haki and Tremor Conquerors. He had a serious face like a stone as blood flowed down the left side of his face which melted .

Kaido was about to protest, but Amon moved before that.

Teleporting in front of Whitebeard, Amon raised his hand into the air. Purple lightning, extremely hot, coated his palms. With his horizontal hand, getting hotter even than Akainu's magma, Amon quickly slipped his hand into Whitebeard's approaching body, in his chest.

The approaching Whitebeard stopped moving, his Haki stopped channeling his weapon, the same as his Devil Fruit.

With wide eyes, blood splashed from his lips as Amon's big hand came out from his back, Whitebeard's beating heart on his hand.

Silence enveloped the place as Whitebeard's weapon fell to the ground and Amon took out his hand from inside his chest.

Whitebeard staggered backwards. No one else moved on the battlefield. Amon gripped the heart, and as if it was still inside Whitebeard's chest, he groaned.

With an expressionless face, Amon channeled electricity into the lump of flesh as it evaporated in the air.

The strongest man alive was still standing, trembling, with his heart now shattered. He glanced at Amon, then Ace's corpse as blood dripped from his stretched lips. He grinned at the same time and knelt down.

"I…"

He tried to speak, but only one word came out of his lips. Widened grating. Staring at Amon, the burning hatred still burning in his eyes, Whitebeard groaned and slowly slumped to the ground on his face.

Even in his death, his back did not touch the ground.

The silence just goes further.

Next, a half shining dragon rushed to Amon with a titan's shout.

"YOUYOUYOU!"

Kaido swung his wand, pouring all possible Haki, as it approached Amon's now enlarged back.

Without looking back, Amon raised his hand back, the thunder dragon left his palm, while devouring Kaido and flying him into the already ruined city.

Amon then flicked his finger, his face slowly regaining his smile.

Amon-2 appeared in the air, his camera focused on the real Amon's face grinning again.

"Now, because no one else is doing it, for the sake of politeness... I'm officially declaring myself the Strongest Person Still Alive."

The world shakes in a cheer of terror and fear. This was the moment when they realized the Pirate King Era had ended.