One Piece: Reborn and Skypiean

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Chapter 239

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As Amon fights against Whitebeard, Sengoku and Garp, the Sins are also busy.

They are confused as to what Amon has to do with Ace, but that's nothing new. They're used to Amon being closed off, not like he'll ever make a mistake.

Raki is now wreaking havoc in the form of his giant snake, next to Pluton who is now halfway on the ground.

Raki can destroy the island with his spam, but it will kill everyone. Not fun. So he instead went to help "True Motor", a fusion of Motor Gangs. The giant robot has been transformed into a giant Liger. He could still use the fruit, even in a combined form. His strength was increased many times, and he himself smashed the Pacifista to pieces.

Raki did not need to help him any longer. He realizes that Mihawk has left the battlefield completely, so he returns to his Hybrid form, making sure the transformation does not affect his head.

He instead went to help Yamato, who was fighting with Scopper Gaban. Raki is honestly surprised to see how an old man of that age can deal with Yamato, the girl who became the strongest woman for several months (before Raki himself became stronger, duh), and the, but it was clear that Yamato won.

He did not want to help her, and that was why he went to intervene. Not to 'help', but to upset her. Surprisingly, Yamato instead thanked him, and after a minute of fighting, Scopper Gaban was unconscious.

He made sure not to kill her. The Pirate King's left hand definitely had some interesting information that his brother would definitely want to know.

Just then, the man with gray hair, Silvers Rayleigh, appeared out of nowhere, and with Conqueror's Coating's punch, threw him almost into the sea.

'Now your daily bastard has an Advanced Conqueror Haki?!'

With a groan, he took a position with his sword. Slowly, haki condensed around him and two more heads appeared beside the original. Slowly, two pairs of hands and extra wings also appeared on his body.

This is his technique.

Its wings are spread out in space. Each wing became its own sharp sword.

"Style of 12 Swords." He muttered, his wings shining black. "Sky Sword, Form 7!"

Only in this technique could he use the 7th form. 12 his sword glowed, and he swung it towards the Dark Lord.

—★—

Wyper on the other hand had already won his fight. He was in the same position as Raki a few minutes ago, but he played the role of Mihawk.

Apparently, you really can't melt Magma by spewing fire on it, because it's already liquid. However, you can evaporate it .

Akainu, the Navy Dog, looked as if she had eaten a whole sour lemon, and her sharp wrinkles made it seem like she had just seen her house burn.

His right hand is not there, just gone, yawned. The tanned man in front of him did it easily. Like putting cheese in between sandwiches.

How can fire be hotter than magma? Akainu could not understand.

Wyper also did not give him a chance to understand, and even a chance to think more. He kicked it, his fist shining blue, as he prepared to punch Akainu.

Akainu had attacked him using different techniques, but none of his magma attacks, even those enhanced with Haki, could injure Wyper. His punches and kicks can do damage, but he doesn't get a chance to do that.

It was like fighting Hawkeye Mihawk with a wooden sword.

As a last resort, he tried to block the Fire Sultan Wyper's punch by raising one of his hands in front of him, but Wyper's extremely hot fist pierced through his arm like a truck through a paper wall.

Wyper's fist pierced through Akainu's chest, swinging it, as the Admiral looked at Wyper with wide eyes filled with fear and disbelief.

As Akainu slowly fell to the ground, her mouth gaping, at the same time, Rayleigh's severed head rolled on the ground several meters away from this place.

Before Raki or Wyper could sigh, they saw Whitebeard's dead body like a rock falling to the ground. Then with a gentle grin, Amon announced himself as the Strongest Man Still Alive.

—★—

The world itself is silent. The sound of the wind was the only thing people heard after Amon finished his words. The battlefield was filled with people who appeared to be 10 years old.

What the hell's going on? Is this a dream? Could this war, in which their brothers and comrades were killed, be just a hallucination?

“AMON!”

As Sengoku, the Golden Buddha leaps to Amon in his own giant form, they realize that this is not a nightmare.

Sengoku's palm attacked Amon, but he was too slow. The giant form of Sengoku slows down its speed, unlike other big guys like Kaido and Amon, as they are natural.

Amon stepped to the right, his leisure grin holding on. He moved one of Sengoku's palm attacks by swiping his hand, and instead attacked with his own technique.

His punch that was coated with Conqueror Haki landed on Sengoku's golden belly, as he felt it hit the inside of Sengoku.

Sengoku did not move in the slightest. Even the inside is made of gold in this form.

Amon just smiled.

"You know, gold is a very bad match for me."

It took a second for Sengoku's eyes to widen as he felt the overwhelming heat on the surface of his stomach.

A tremendous scream of agony escaped from his mouth, and Amon with his fists shining brightly, extremely hot and bright, threw a punch towards Sengoku.

Punch dents began to appear all over his body. Sengoku could still feel pain, but he clenched his teeth and tried to attack Amon using his Shock Wave but to no avail.

Amon had just moved away from his attack projectile, as if he could see all his attacks coming at him. Sengoku thought it was a Vision of the Future, but it was far from the truth. Amon did not have to rely on that for this weak attack.

"You motherfucker!"

Kaido ran back, his one eye gleaming furiously. The thunder dragon solidly fought Kaido for 20 seconds before he broke free and ran over here.

"Surge, Kaidou!"

yelled Garp, his fists covered in a special type of weapon. Instead of the usual Black Pitch layer, he had a shining silver layer.

Garp ran forward, white bursts coming out of his legs. He kicked the ground at a speed that no eye could follow. His movement speed was incredible, it was not something Amon expected. He should be at least several times faster than Kizaru from 3 years ago.

But he was still like a snail compared to Amon.

As Garp's punch passed through his neck, he threw his own punch into his stomach, which threw the man into the air. Ignoring Kaido and Sengoku's attacks, Amon appears behind him in the sky.

Amon doesn't want to kill GARP, but as it happens, he's too annoying not to die. So, he kicked the GARP side with all his strength—which was not enough to kill the man—and GARP exploded in midair, flying out of the Gate of Justice and falling in the sea in the distance.

That will keep him busy for a while.

"Rep!"

Sengoku shouted, but Kaido charged towards Amon.

Amon smiled again. Oh, he can kill Kaido, okay. He had already claimed the title of Strongest Man, why not the Strongest Being as well? He's not human anymore.

 Kaido flew away just as Amon teleported from there back then.

He appeared under Kaido, and threw a plasma javelin through the man's back. The javelin penetrated Kaido's body like tofu. His defense was strong, right, but he was invincible. At least not in this Hybrid Form.

Amon teleported behind her and kicked her back. His body crashed down, and hit Sengoku's body covered with knuckle dents.

"Don't you think you two are too weak for one of the strongest men who ever lived?"

Amon laughed a little. They both have good defense. They're both strong. But in fact, the two of them were lying on the ground, beaten all out by him.

Amon drew his sword.

"Why continue the war? Ace is dead. So is Whitebeard. I'm a busy man. Let me finish this here and now, how about that?"

He did not wait for their answer and raised his sword into the air. The two living legends stood up, gasping for breath, and gazed at his sword defiantly.

Amon grinned and swung his sword to the side.

Marco the Phoenix leapt into the air, his claws pointing towards Amon's neck, only shouting as a large incision appeared on his neck. He won't die with it. But healing from it will require a lot of stamina.

Over 80% of the Whitebeard Pirates and their alliance were killed. Marco was looking for an opportunity to kill Amon for revenge, but when he did, he was more or less One Shotted.

"King, Reo." Amon called out to the two figures.

King is busy with Raki, losing, and Reo is busy with Aokiji.

"I suggest you take your Captain away from my eyes. I will come to Wano in a month, with my Sins, and hunt him there. I feel like doing too many big things at once will ease the pressure a little."

Suggested orders for Reo and threats to the King .

Kaido groans at King, ordering him to continue fighting, but Reo pushes Aokiji for a bit, and runs to Kaido. Kaido growled loudly, but Reo lifted him up and jumped into the air. The king hesitated before following him.

Raki would have stopped him if not for the orders Amon had made.

"And Sengoku." Amon smile. "Don't you think enough of your men died?"

Sengoku frowned, panting.

Amon can calculate the exact number. "There were 100,000 Marines. Now, only 15,000 lives. Are you sure you want to continue this? You alone, against me, who can melt your gold in a second?"

Amon continued to smile as the battlefield became quiet.

"You want to stop... Now?"

Sengoku almost sounded angry.

"Yes." Yeah."

Amon shrugged his shoulders. Killing everyone from the Marines is not a good idea. Marie's family kept the balance of the world, which was in her favor. It will take at least 2 more years until he takes over the world. Until then, he needed a few others to guard his sandbox, this world.

Sengoku clenched his fists, a circular plate of shock waves appeared. Before he unleashed the power from his fist and sighed.

"Good."

Amon smiled gently, then disappeared.

He reappeared, this time he had a big fat man in his hand, who was hanging on his collar.

"Let me go!!"

It was Blackbeard.

Sengoku had noticed the pest before, but he had no free time for it.

With a bolt of lightning striking the ugly man's brain, he lost consciousness. Amon smile.

"If you don't mind, I'll take some bodies."

Amon said and then pointed his chin at Yona, who was now fine after drinking a drop of Healing Tears from the dwarf daughter he had brought from Dressrosa when he went and killed Doffy. That's why he took 5 seconds.

Yona nodded, her strength surged, and her shadow widened. Slowly, as Amon filled him with mental commands, he slowly took out a different corpse.

White mustache.

Rayleighs.

Akainu

Us card.

Zoju.

Doffy.

He had also taken the best of the previous Life Corpse Army, like Big Mom, along with many other powerful people. They'll be very useful.

He could not absorb the living creatures within his possessions, so Amon had to set aside a few more clones for Marco, Scopper Gaban, and a few more people.

Whitebeard's pirates, who began to shout when Whitebeard's body was eaten by Yona, began to shout louder.

With the Haki explosion of Conqueror Amon, most of them fainted, and the rest kept their mouths shut.

Amon's smile widened, as he saw dozens of Ammon carrying fruit baskets in their hands, taking refuge in the ruined Marineford, and even above the clouds. Far from everyone's sight.

"I've gained more than enough."

He did not have all the fruits, but only the fruits that he had the information on. But that's enough.

"I've got Blackbeard, Whitebeard, and Marco. Then who else?"

'ah!' leave him and Amon shrugs. He created 9 more clones, and took Sins and Yamato.

Then Amon winked at Sengoku.

"Then, Fleet Admiral, we will meet soon. Imminent. May you not melt like cotton candy next time."

While chuckling, as he grabbed each Sin in a different pose, making sure to hold Raki, Amon's body moved one by one.

In the next instant, only the Whitebeard Pirates remained, surrounded by Marines.

Sengoku sighed deeply, the distant memory of Whitebeard returning to his mind, just as someone jumped out of the frozen sea, punching him to pieces.

"Where is he?!"

garp shouted, his eyes red.

Sengoku breathed again. To be honest, he was very tired.