One Piece Thundergod Marine

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"That Bastard… the gap is just too vast..."

Sabo lay weakly on the ground, his eyes filled with unwillingness.

He didn't place all his hopes on Kuma, not out of distrust, but because he understood the terrifying nature of **Soryu (Azure Dragon)**. 

It turned out he was right. The appearance of one of the **Shichibukai**, the "Surgeon of Death," signaled that Rowen had been prepared all along.

It was his collaboration with the **Marine Ghost Sword** that entangled Kuma in a fierce battle, wasting the precious opportunity to send Luffy away.

At the same time, having **Ain** deal with **Sanji**, who would never kick a woman, fully showcased their understanding of the **Straw Hats**. Their arrangements were like a fishing net hidden in mud; before they realized it, this group of fish had unknowingly swum right into it.

If Luffy and the others hadn't set sail not long ago and their bounties hadn't been low enough to draw Sengoku and the government's full attention, ordering **Soryu (Azure Dragon)** to capture them alive, Sabo wouldn't have had any thoughts of rescuing them.

But… the situation was now even worse.

They had ultimately underestimated **Soryu (Azure Dragon)**'s terrifying capabilities.

Beyond his cunning, what mattered more was his strength!

A monster capable of single-handedly slaying a monster like **Big Mom**; even with Ace and him working together, there was simply no chance.

Watching the figure over there, who seemed to have lost his reason and was recklessly attacking despite his bodily injuries, a flicker of hesitation crossed Sabo's eyes. He then turned to Kuma and asked, 

"Cough, Cough... Kuma, is that thing ready?"

Neither he nor Ace was the final trump card; Sabo wasn't overly confident about their ability to take Luffy away. The third preparation was Sabo's real trump card.

Without this small measure of caution, he would never be able to succeed Dragon and take on the heavy burden of being the Revolutionary Army Leader.

It wasn't a lack of trust in his own people, but rather a trust in his enemy: **Soryu (Azure Dragon)** would never let them succeed so easily.

"It needs... a little more time…" 

Kuma replied mechanically, his tone showing no fluctuation despite the pain he was in.

"Specifically?"

"... Five minutes."

Sabo took a deep breath and stood up, locking eyes with **Soryu (Azure Dragon)**, who had turned his gaze toward him. He gritted his teeth and struggled to his feet.

"Let me know when the time is up."

Kuma closed his eyes and nodded.

"I understand."

The third preparation— or rather, the second preparation— was the real reason Kuma was surprised to see Sabo here.

The only thing that was unexpected in this plan was the arrival of Sabo and Ace.

"It seems like you prepared something else; are you interested in sharing?" 

As soon as he spoke, Rowen's figure appeared behind Sabo.

His towering frame of nearly three meters loomed over him, casting a shadow that symbolized death.

"Well… you'll find out about that soon enough."

"Is that so?" 

Rowen glanced at the immobile Kuma, not withdrawing the **Thunder Halberd** that had pinned him to the ground, and said flatly, "It's a pity I don't have that patience."

**Bang!!!**

With a heavy punch, Sabo raised his arms but let out a painful grunt as he was sent flying.

The slight crack of bones was glaringly obvious at this moment; Sabo clearly realized that the previous blow had incapacitated his hands, and another hit would undoubtedly break them on the spot.

But in fact… there were still seven blows left!

**Military Wrist Extreme Fist: Thunder God's Eight Gates!**

**Bang!!**

The second punch directly penetrated its target's chest, but it wasn't Sabo's; it was Ace's.

During the time Rowen had disappeared, Ace quickly turned around and found the opponent's whereabouts. Without any hesitation, he charged forward, bracing himself to take the attack head-on.

**Fire Fist!**

Ignoring his body being pierced, Ace roared like a beast, swinging his fist to unleash his signature technique.

Though it was called a fire "fist," Ace executed this move with claw-like hands.

The explosive flames transformed into a three-meter-tall claw, sending forth waves of scorching heat that were terrifyingly intense.

However, this wasn't enough to deal with Rowen!

Without any other techniques, Rowen stepped forward, facing the incoming flames without flinching. He punched straight out with a powerful **Bang**.

**Boom!**

The empty space erupted with a thundering sound, and the jet-like shockwave generated immediately blew the fiery claw away, dispersing it like an exploding firework.

Ace's entire form was obliterated on the spot, turning into a scattering of flames that spread in all directions.

"If it weren't for the loss of reason as a trade-off, this ability would truly be invincible."

Sensing the still-vibrant life force within the flames, Rowen frowned slightly.

Even being blown apart by **Busoshoku Haki** (Armament Haki) didn't inflict any injury on him; this **Awakening Raging** state was genuinely unreasonable.

He wasn't human, merely a humanoid puppet of the **Mera-Mera Fruit**.

Fortunately, it was precisely because of this trait that he became even more severely restrained by elemental weaknesses.

The **Yukionna** Monet incarnation's snowman, even with just the weak flame of a matchstick, could inflict serious injury, and exposed to the blazing sun, it would slowly melt back into the self-enclosed state that had frozen itself, preserving its existence.

Would a **Yuki Yuki No Mi** (Snow-Snow Fruit) Ability user fear a matchstick under normal circumstances? 

That was absurd!

The same applied to Ace as a Fire Human, but the problem was… aside from seawater, Rowen had no means to directly counter the flames.

Unless he could lure him to the sea and use **Wind Treading Class Fish-Man Karate** to pull him into the ocean.

But with Rowen's overwhelming advantage in strength, why would he do that?

"Tell me what you've prepared, and I can give you a quick end, Sabo!"

Having blown Ace away, Rowen took another step forward, his body gliding like a dragon, every step shaking the ground as he unleashed thunderous punches.

**Creak!**

Before the tremor appeared, there was a crisp sound of bones breaking. Sabo's face twitched as he stepped onto Rowen's knee and violently retreated to avoid the impending fourth punch.

**Thunder God's Eight Gates**: each punch is stronger than the last.

The final eighth punch could even make a hole in **Steel Balloon** **Big Mom**; Sabo had lost all courage to resist after the fourth punch.

**Busoshoku Haki** (Armament Haki) wasn't all-powerful; when the level difference was too great, having it or not made no difference.

It was clear to any observer that unless everyone at G-10 worked together—Kuma, **Mihawk**, Ace, and Sabo forming a super elite team, while **Dante**, **Law**, **Ain**, and others refrained from acting—there would be no possibility of contending with Rowen.

Thus, Rowen truly couldn't understand where they got the courage to claim they would take Luffy away.

The Revolutionary Army's four commanders had the heavy responsibility of leading the resistance activities in the **Four Seas Organization**, and their existence was as fixed in place as Sengoku at headquarters; they wouldn't just show up at G-10 to assist Sabo in rescuing someone.

Having overheard the conversation, Rowen suddenly had an epiphany.

There must be something he hadn't thought of that served as their trump card for a comeback.

"Compared to the humiliation of being publicly executed, dying at my hands would be more fitting for your status."

Public execution was a warning issued by the government to countless wanted criminals; the person executed was merely the sacrificial chicken to warn the monkeys, and it was far from glorious.

Looking through the historical figures, the only one who broke this rule was **Roger**.

"Sorry, I didn't come here on behalf of the Revolutionary Army, so I'm indifferent to it."

A faint smile graced Sabo's lips, and the steadfast determination in his eyes was moving.

At that moment, he wasn't the new leader of the Revolutionary Army; he was just an older brother wanting to take his younger brother away.

"So… no conversation then?"

Rowen's gaze turned cold. Suddenly, he twisted his body, his right fist resting at his waist, and unleashed a powerful **Bang**.

**Boom!!**

Once again, Ace charged in but was blasted apart again; this time, he was smashed into pieces even more thoroughly. It would likely take him 1 to 2 minutes to recover.

"No, naturally there is!!"

At that moment, a clear shout resonated throughout G-10. Rowen frowned silently, his fist halting before Sabo, as he turned to look toward the top of the fortress.

"Nico Robin…"

"I see, so this is your trump card?!"

**(End of Chapter)**