"What is that thing!?"
The purple light blooming above Marineford shone in everyone's eyes, and through the live broadcast projection, people all over the world were now able to witness that dangerous yet beautiful scene.
"Is this the Marine's latest technology?"
"Or did another Admiral make a move?"
On a large tree on Sabaody Archipelago, a white-haired figure sat atop the giant tree. It was Rayleigh, who had fought Renji that day.
At this moment, he stared intently at the screen. With his decades of blood-soaked battle experience, he knew that the dazzling purple light wasn't a show. Its power was definitely far beyond common sense. It had even reached a level of power that could threaten the Four Emperors.
"Who could it be? Aokiji is impossible, and Akainu and Kizaru's abilities are different from this. Has Marine produced another extraordinary individual?"
At this thought, Rayleigh couldn't help but recall the young Marine with cyan eyes from a few days ago.
"It couldn't be that kid, could it? No! He shouldn't have grown to this extent in just a few days."
On the battlefield of Marineford.
The dazzling purple above their heads was like a second sun rising. Especially after Kuzan used his ability to freeze the entire battlefield, through continuous mirror reflections, the purple light almost illuminated every corner of the battlefield.
Moria was puzzled by this purple light. Logically, there shouldn't be anyone in Marine who could use this technique.
Doflamingo spread his hands and laughed loudly. "Fufufufu! Who's making a move now? Marine?!"
Even Hancock, whose thoughts were immersed in Luffy, couldn't help but have her thoughts pulled back by this fluctuation. Her captivating eyes revealed intense confusion and shock.
"Could this be Vegapunk's latest technology?"
Kuma held a book, his mouth slightly open. After activating the special x-ray mode of his mechanical eyes, he could see that within the purple light, there was Renji's figure.
Mihawk, who usually looked down on the world, actually had a hint of shock flash in his eyes at this moment. As the world's greatest swordsman, his insight and judgment were beyond what ordinary people could imagine.
Even from a long distance, he knew how terrifying the power contained within this purple light would be once it erupted.
Kuzan looked up at the sky with his hands in his pockets. "That's quite a momentum."
Below the execution platform, Borsalino's sunglasses were even reflecting purple. "Yo... That's terrifying, Renji."
Sakazuki smiled. "Whitebeard, let's see how you respond."
Sengoku's mouth was wide open. "Who is that? Looking at the target… is it attacking Whitebeard? But the intention is too obvious."
Ace, kneeling on the ground in shackles, had a grim expression. "Pops!"
Even Garp, who was picking his nose, stopped what he was doing and stared blankly at mid-air.
"It certainly has the momentum of Roger back in the day. Is there such a person in Marine? How come I didn't know?"
Amidst the discussions, the purple light fluctuations generated by the collision of the red and blue light spheres grew increasingly intense. The surging, distorted purple, as if carrying an extremely eerie aura, made even the battle-hardened commanders of the Whitebeard Pirates feel intense unease after seeing it.
Among them, Marco, who had been observing the entire battlefield, had an especially solemn expression.
"This thing was made by that Marine rookie?Are you kidding me? Even I feel danger."
Whitebeard's eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze fixed on the gradually expanding purple.
The energy pressure formed by this purple reminded him of the great battle of yesteryear, and the technique used by that arrogant hero, the Pirate King Gol D. Roger.
Divine Departure!
A technique that could only be unleashed by combining top-tier Conqueror's Haki with top-tier swordsmanship.
And now, this unknown brat before him made him feel the same oppressive sensation as facing that move back them.
"Gurararara!"
While wary, Whitebeard also grew increasingly excited.
High in the sky.
Renji's hair was wild, and the purple energy in his control was condensed to the extreme. The next moment, it bloomed brilliantly.
Buzz!
A massive purple light sphere instantly shot out, leaving a visible dark purple distortion in its wake, as if space itself couldn't withstand this energy and was collapsing under its pressure.
The next second, Purple arrived before Whitebeard with astonishing speed. The latter's pupils were completely consumed by this purple light in that instant.
"Immortal Thistle!"
A phoenix, burning with blue flames, streaked across the sky. Its two wings, ignited with immortal fire, spun wildly at high speed, condensing into an indestructible shield.
Marco stared intently at the approaching purple, his eyes showing confidence. After all, with this move, relying on his immortal flames and powerful Haki, even if someone like Kaido came, he wouldn't be able to break through in a short time.
Purple and Marco collided head-on. The scene was like a gigantic, high-speed train carrying violent lightning crossing a wormhole, crashing into a lean, exotic beast with burning fiery feathers.
Clang!
The illusory mass of Hollow Technique: Purple erupted. With just a touch, it melted half of Marco's face. But under the effect of the blue flames of resurrection, that half of his face, which should have melted, actually began to recover.
Seeing this, Marco smiled. He had already felt the power of this purple light. Its power was formidable, but as long as it couldn't break through his defense immediately, he would win.
"Even a Four Emperors-level attack won't get through me… Hmm!?"
Before he could finish speaking, Marco realized something was wrong.
This attack… what's going on!?
Why is the pain so intense?
In his alarm, Marco discovered that the power of this attack was far more than what it seemed on the surface.
Logically, even if this purple light was very powerful, it shouldn't have reached the point where he couldn't withstand it, but the regeneration speed of his blue flames of resurrection… why had it become so slow?
It was as if some kind of power was suppressing the regeneration.
However, others didn't know Marco's predicament. The scene they saw was Marco enduring this seemingly world-destroying attack with his body.
The Marine soldiers looked grim. "It's the Whitebeard Pirates' First Division Commander! Phoenix Marco!"
The pirates cheered and encouraged him, "Well done, Commander Marco!"
Sakazuki frowned. Marco's defensive ability was beyond his expectations. If they were to face off later, he would have to increase the dosage of Hellhound.
Sengoku gritted his teeth, regretting that this move couldn't take effect. "So close, just a little more and we could have directly taken down their commander."
Whitebeard, seeing Marco block the attack, showed a proud smile. "As expected of my son, Marco, you did… Hmm!?"
Before Whitebeard could finish speaking, an abrupt change occurred in the colliding scene in the sky.
The purple light, after a moment of intense friction, suddenly crushed through.
"Pops, watch out."