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Chapter 876: Hesitation-to-Commit-to-Numbers Philosophy
Chapter 876: Hesitation-to-Commit-to-Numbers Philosophy
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Edward Weibull’s body erupted with crimson blossoms as smoke engulfed him from the blasts.
If these were ordinary bullets or cannonballs, he wouldn’t even flinch—but these attacks carried Haki, and that made all the difference.
“That hurts!” Edward Weibull roared. The shockwave from his voice blew the smoke aside, revealing his body surging with Haki. The sheer quality of his Haki blocked the explosives and volleys launched by the Navy commanders.
But—
Boom!
A Jutte slammed into his abdomen, its Haki piercing through like a spear. The attacker was a ponytailed Vice Admiral Kuro recognized—a man who’d survived the Top War by mastering his Iron Body technique.
A single Vice Admiral’s Haki couldn’t break through Edward Weibull’s defenses, but—
Boom!
Boom! Boom! Boom!!
A dozen Vice Admirals followed up instantly after the ponytailed officer’s strike. Fists, feet, and blades—each laced with Haki—pounded into Edward Weibull’s midsection.
Bang!!
The combined assault erupted in a deafening blast. Edward Weibull’s Haki-coated abdomen caved inward, forcing a pained cry from him as his body staggered backward.
Though Haki acted as an invisible armor, amplifying defense and offense, it wasn’t invincible. Pain and injury were inevitable when the force was overwhelming.
“This hurts like hell!!!”
Edward Weibull bellowed. He raised his Nitoryu blade, its edge swirling with white winds, ready to cleave downward.
“Meteor!”
“Canine Fang Divine Claw!”
Slash!
Two afterimages flickered from his arms. Togeko slashed his right hand clean, while Dalmatian’s twin claws shredded Edward Weibull’s left arm, sending a crimson wisp spiraling. The force of the blows weakened his strike, disrupting his attack mid-motion.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A barrage of cannonballs and bullets rained down, shaking Edward Weibull’s body as he collapsed to the ground.
Across the Navy’s bases, Base Commanders and local officers watched the battle unfold via live broadcast.
“Hmph.” A Commander exhaled smoke from his cigarette, grinning as Edward Weibull fell in the footage. “Not bad! Wish I could’ve been there—the distance’s a shame.”
Aboard a warship in the Grand Line, Doflamingo smirked at the projection from his Transponder Snail.
He had his own mission to handle, but the spectacle was still worth savoring.
At the Headquarters’ Fleet Admiral office, Sakazuki silently observed the footage. As Edward Weibull crumpled, a faint, shadowed smile curled the corners of his face.
…
“He’s down! Keep attacking!!”
Like a boss reduced to its last sliver of health, the crowd erupted in frenzied cheers.
The man’s strength was undeniable, but it meant nothing if he couldn’t use it. What good was raw power if he couldn’t land a hit?
Especially without Conqueror’s Haki to tip the scales.
With this many enemies, they could wear him down to death. Add in the Vice Admirals blocking his counterattacks—what was there to fear?
They were all Zeff’s disciples, once Navy recruits trained under him. Now they commanded branches or held high ranks. Without Zeff, none of them would exist.
Their mentor was dead—a death the Navy itself had caused. But the root of it all was this man.
No revenge was too extreme.
“That Hurts! That Hurts!”
Edward Weibull writhed on the ground, his arms slackening.
“Edward Weibull, activate Unified Haki defense over your entire body, now!!” Miss Bakin shouted from the rear.
His eyes flared. White mist erupted around him as Unified Haki surged across his form.
The Navy’s attacks faltered.
Thud!
Edward Weibull rose through the onslaught, his Nitoryu spinning into a circle. With a sharp crack, he gripped the blade with both hands, ready to slash.
Horizontal Slash!
Combined with Haki, this strike threatened to cut down countless foes.
“You think I’ll let that happen?”
Kuro clenched Autumn Water midair, its blade glowing golden. A radiant line cleaved downward, striking like a bolt of lightning.
“Ultimate Mystic Art!”
Hiss!!
The golden slash tore from Edward Weibull’s crown to his abdomen, shattering his Unified Haki like paper. A crimson line split his body, blood spraying like a fountain.
This time, no cry escaped him. The blow sent him staggering backward, his Haki defense shattered in an instant.
“Ghost Tale!”
Aokiji’s Moonstep flashed. Eight blades rained down, their Haki surging like ocean waves, all aimed at Edward Weibull’s skull.
“Rising Star Slash!”
Togeko materialized at the pirate’s neck, his blade igniting in a flash of light as it bit into flesh.
“Six Styles Mystic Art · Six King Fang Charge!”
Dalmatian struck from the other side, his Haki-laced claws unleashing a thunderous shockwave into Edward Weibull’s head.
Boom!!!
The trio’s attacks collided, sending Edward Weibull crashing down. His scalp bore eight gashes, his left neck torn open, his right skull dented inward.
“Finish him!!”
The remaining Vice Admirals surged forward in unison, raining down blows.
“Majia Majia!”
From the rear, Binz danced, summoning vines that coiled around Edward Weibull’s fallen form.
Ai En fired both pistols in a frenzy, her face flushed with fury.
They were Zeff’s final pupils—the last two left alive.
That face… she’d never forget it!
Edward Weibull—the man who’d severed their mentor’s arm, the one who’d followed orders from that old hag… Both were her sworn enemies!
The Navy wasn’t a machine—it was made of people.
People carried grudges. While some among the Navy’s elite might not hate Edward Weibull, they’d gladly pile onto him given the chance.
This wasn’t just about arresting a Seven Warlords of the Sea member who’d resisted capture and attacked the Navy.
This was vengeance.
The assembled Navy force wasn’t small. Discounting the common soldiers, over a hundred high-ranking officers had gathered. If skilled fighters kept him occupied, grinding down a Seven Warlords-level foe wasn’t impossible.
Who said numbers didn’t matter? When in doubt, overwhelm with sheer force.
(End of Chapter)
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