On the battlefield, smoke filled the air, waves crashed against the broken ships, and the roar of cannons echoed incessantly.
Pirates charged forward with roars, sweeping in like raging beasts, and the Navy's defenses were on the verge of collapse.
Kuma was tall and imposing, his giant palms like iron hammers, each strike carrying the force of a thunderbolt.
His face was expressionless, his eyes firm, as he charged straight towards the densest group of pirates.
The pirates, seeing him charging like a fierce god, raised their weapons to meet him, but were suppressed by Kuma's powerful force and retreated steadily.
With each palm strike, several pirates flew out, crashing heavily to the ground, their fates unknown.
Toki Amatsuki wielded a long sword in her hand, the blade flashing with a cold light.
Her movements were light and swift, like a silver lightning bolt darting through the pirate ranks.
Each strike accurately pierced the enemy's vitals, blood splattering as the pirates fell one after another.
Her brow was furrowed, her eyes cold and stern, without the slightest hesitation, as if she had disregarded life and death.
Shiliew was a master swordsman, his long sword danced like the wind, and between the flashes of blades, pirates lost their lives.
His eyes were icy, his movements fluid, each strike releasing a terrifying killing intent.
Faced with the pirates' encirclement, he dealt with them calmly, like a bloodthirsty beast, mercilessly reaping the lives of his enemies.
Kuma, Toki Amatsuki, and Shiliew had given up leading their teams and charged directly into the pirate ranks.
Their joining greatly relieved the pressure on the front lines, but the number of enemies was too great, and the battle remained fierce.
The situation on the battlefield was still very grim, with pirates surging in like a tide, and the Navy facing tremendous pressure.
However, the valiant performance of Kuma, Toki Amatsuki, and Shiliew undoubtedly injected a powerful force into the Navy.
They fought against a hundred enemies each, doing their best to block the pirates' attack, buying valuable time for the Navy.
The intensity of the battle continued to escalate, and casualties on both sides continued to increase.
Kuma, Toki Amatsuki, and Shiliew were covered in wounds, but they still did not flinch, firmly guarding their positions.
As time went on, the pirates' offensive became more fierce, and the situation on the battlefield became more tense.
On the smoke-filled battlefield, the pirates and navy soldiers fought fiercely.
Suddenly, a shadow blocked the shockwave emitted by Kuma, and the vibrating air currents dispersed.
Charlotte Oven stood there, a grin on his face, his arms crossed in front of his chest, as if mocking Kuma's powerlessness.
"Are you underestimating us a little?"
Charlotte Oven's voice was deep, with a hint of arrogance.
Kuma frowned slightly, did not respond, and swung his palm again.
This strike was even more powerful, and a low rumble could be faintly heard in the air.
However, Oven just grinned, blocked with force, and once again defused Kuma's attack, but the hand blocking the attack was numb from the impact.
"You have to show some real skill, or it won't be any fun."
As Oven spoke, his figure flashed, rushing towards Kuma swiftly, and the two instantly became entangled.
At the same time, 'The Wildfire' King had already locked onto Shiliew.
King's black wings unfolded in the air, like a ghost in the night, swooping down on Shiliew.
Shiliew's eyes were icy, the long sword in his hand flashing with a cold light, and the two instantly clashed in the air, the blades intertwined, sparks flying.
"Your swordsmanship is good, but in front of me, it's not enough."
King sneered, his wings suddenly vibrated, bringing a gust of wind, trying to force Shiliew back.
Shiliew was not afraid, facing the wind, the long sword danced like a storm.
Each of his strikes was precise and fierce, not giving King any chance to breathe.
The two fought back and forth in mid-air, the battle becoming more intense.
On the other side, 'The Plague' Queen found Toki Amatsuki.
Queen's figure was huge, his eyes flashing with a sinister light.
He laughed and rushed towards Toki Amatsuki, the huge mechanical arm in his hand carrying the momentum of breaking through the air.
"I am Queen the Plague, I didn't expect my opponent to be you, let me see your strength!"
Queen's voice was like thunder, shaking the surrounding air.
Toki Amatsuki did not flinch, her eyes fixed on Queen, the long sword in her hand flashing with a cold light.
She lightly dodged Queen's attack, then quickly counterattacked, the blade cutting through the air, making a sharp whistling sound.
The battle between the two was full of speed and power, each move and each style containing powerful lethality.
The ministers of the Big Mom Pirates each found the admirals of the Navy, and the entire battlefield instantly split into countless intense battle scenes.
The fight between the pirates and the navy became more and more tragic, and the air was filled with the smell of blood and gunpowder.
The war was about to break out, and the entire battlefield was filled with the atmosphere of slaughter and death.
The battle between the Navy and the pirates became more and more fierce, and both sides tried their best to fight for victory.
On the battlefield, the fierce confrontation between the strong divided the battlefield into countless independent battle areas.
However, outside the shadows of these strong men, the battle between ordinary pirates and navy soldiers was even more tragic and chaotic.
Ordinary pirates waved the swords in their hands, let out bursts of bloodthirsty roars, and pounced towards the navy soldiers.
The navy soldiers also did not give in, raised their spears to meet them, the tip of the spear shining in the sun with a cold light.
The two sides clashed in screams, the collision of weapons made harsh metallic noises, and sparks flew everywhere.
A young navy soldier waved his sword, confronting a pirate with a face full of horizontal flesh.
The pirate grinned, raised the broadsword in his hand and chopped at the soldier, the young soldier barely raised his sword to block, the huge force shook his arms numb.
He gritted his teeth and fought back, the blade cut across the pirate's shoulder, bringing a splash of blood.
The pirate roared, staggered back, but quickly pounced again, his eyes full of ferocity.
In another battlefield, a veteran navy officer was fighting with several pirates.
However, the pirates surged in like a tide, the officer's physical strength gradually became unsustainable, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.
His breathing became rapid, but his eyes were still firm, it was just death.
Their G5 navy was not even afraid of living, how could they be afraid of death.
In the distance, pirates waved their muskets, aiming at the navy soldiers and shooting.
Many soldiers could not dodge, were shot and fell to the ground, blood gushing out.
They painfully covered their wounds, their eyes blurred, but he used his last strength to raise his gun and fight back, knocking down the pirate who shot him.
Life was frozen at this moment, and blood stained the land under his feet red.
In the battle between these ordinary people, there were no gorgeous moves, no dazzling light, only the most primitive fighting and the instinct to survive.
Every soldier is defending his beliefs and dignity with his life, whether it is a pirate or a navy, they have left their mark on this chaotic battlefield.
On the battlefield, blood stained the earth red, and corpses piled up like mountains.
The air was filled with the smell of blood and gunpowder, and screams and roars intertwined, forming a tragic war song.
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