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To enter Fish-Man Island from the New World, one must navigate a specific ocean current to find the correct channel.
Without this route, even with a coated hull, locating Fish-Man Island was impossible.
On this day, over a dozen ships from the Whitebeard Pirates had gathered in the waters near the crucial current.
This was not the entirety of their forces.
Counting all their allied pirate crews, the Whitebeard Pirates boasted tens of thousands of mbers.
Still, the sight of this fleet was intimidating nonetheless.
All the captains participated in the mission, bringing along all the elites of their squads.
With Whitebeard and Sasuke among them, they were confident in facing even a direct confrontation with the Marines.
However, Sasuke was far from optimistic.
No matter how nurous the pawns were, they remained pawns.
The number of ants no matter how much, cannot topple a god.
Recalling the taunting expression of Colt during their last contact, Sasuke was sure that Colt had already set his traps, waiting for Whitebeard to walk into them step by step.
Snap!
A hand clapped Sasuke's shoulder.
"Hey, Sasuke, we're almost there! Stop wearing that grim look!"
The voice belonged to Marco, who had been observing Sasuke's behavior.
Marco couldn't fathom what could make Sasuke so wary.
If Kisa had such a powerful backing, why would he settle for being a Shichibukai, a lackey of the World Governnt?
"Idiot, do you think the world is that simple?"
Sasuke sighed at Marco's naivety.
Over ti, Sasuke had discovered a fatal flaw in the Whitebeard Pirates-their unshakable arrogance.
More accurately, it wasn't arrogance but blind faith in Whitebeard, the so-called strongest man in the world.
Marco and the others believed that as long as Whitebeard stood, no force in the world could make them fear them.
This faith was justified in the past when Whitebeard's strength shielded them from danger. But now? Things were different.
Sasuke understood the iron order Colt imposed and how the ninja world had bent to his will. Here, too, escape was not an option.
Sasuke opened his mouth to speak but suddenly froze.
His Observation Haki detected a change-a thick fog rising over the sea at an unimaginable speed.
"What's going on?"
Marco sensed it too and quickly joined Whitebeard with Sasuke.
"Gurarara! I can't say for sure, but soone else among you might know, isn't that right, Sasuke?"
Whitebeard turned to look at Sasuke.
"Mist Shinobi Technique. A unique technique of the Mist Village used for assassination," Sasuke said grimly.
The Chakra lingering in the air revealed their assailant's identity.
What surprised Sasuke was their boldness in taking the offensive.
Whitebeard detached the IV tube from his arm, standing tall with an imposing presence.
Grasping his weapon, his right hand swung it powerfully, stirring a fierce wind as his voice roared across the sea:
"Gurarara! Little ones! The enemy is here-go find them!"
The Moby Dick and nearby ships erupted in roars of acknowledgnt.
Led by Jinbei, the Fish-Man crew leaped into the waters, searching for Kisa.
In the fog's heart, Kisa stood calmly on the water, using the Mist Shinobi Technique to monitor the Whitebeard Pirates.
"The sea is truly a paradise for Water Style ninjas. If the ninja world had such landscapes, the Land of Water wouldn't have been so weak," Kisa mused.
The limited seas in the ninja world had restrained Water Style ninjas from reaching their full potential as most fights were done on land.
But here, the oceans were boundless, offering endless opportunities.
"You already possess a terrifying trump card. Why play these gas?"
The voice of Three-Tails echoed within Kisa's mind, laced with confusion.
Three-Tails knew the terrifying power Kisa now wielded thanks to him. Why not use it to annihilate the Whitebeard Pirates outright?
"This is the difference between humans and you tailed beasts," Kisa chuckled.
"You go through things blindly, but I want to prove my worth and complete my tasks flawlessly. If Colt-sama resolved everything himself, what value would I have as his
subordinate?"
Three-Tails snorted.
"You think you can handle that old man and the Uchiha kid over there so easily?"
Without Sasuke and Whitebeard, Kisa might have stood a chance, especially with the
Three-Tails' support.
But against both of them? Impossible.
So, he didn't understand what Kisa was talking about. Might as well press your advantage from the start and deal so heavy damage.
"Of course not. Whitebeard's [Tremor-Tremor Fruit] can restrain both you and , and Uchiha Sasuke's power is beyond comprehension," Kisa admitted, his expression grave.
He began forming hand seals.
It was ti to take things seriously.
"Isobu, lend your Chakra. Let the world witness the might of a Tailed Beast."
"At the very least, I'm going to let the Whitebeard Pirates rember the na Kisa Hoshigaki from now until their death!"
Moved by Kisa's ambition, Three-Tails relented, its long-dormant spirit stirring with
excitent.
"Fine. Let's make so noise!"
A sky-blue Chakra cloak enveloped Kisa, forming an armor-like shield around him.
The Perfect Jinchuriki form.
Their Chakras fused, creating imnse power.
The sea churned violently from the energy fluctuations.
Kisa's eyes lit up, surprised by his unexpected transformation.
Slamming his hands onto the water's surface, Kisa roared:
"Water Release: Great Exploding Water Colliding Wave!" (Suiton: Dai Bakusui Shōha)
A colossal wave, hundreds of ters high, surged forward like a bloodthirsty beast, crashing toward the Whitebeard Pirates' fleet.
The Moby Dick trembled under the wave's looming shadow, and Whitebeard's face turned
stern.
"Marco! Call Jinbei and the others back-now!"
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