Vice-captain of Whitebeard pirates

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"No, go and save Sengoku!" Tsuru exclaimed, panic clear on her face.

She directed this urgent command at Porusalino beside her. She had been keeping track of time in her mind, and ten minutes had passed since Porusalino's ability had expired.

Tsuru was genuinely alarmed. When a Devil Fruit user comes into contact with seawater, not only do their powers become ineffective, but they also lose their strength entirely.

This was the situation Sengoku found himself in at that moment. After falling into the water, he nearly lost the ability to keep himself afloat and was on the brink of sinking into the sea.

Porusalino's body emitted a dazzling golden light. Feeling the familiar power return, tears filled his eyes.

He was back; his powers were restored.

However, he couldn't allow himself to feel overwhelmed right now; he had to rescue Sengoku.

Sakazuki was so intimidated by Larson that he stood frozen in place, afraid to move. Garp and Zephyr were also unable to detach themselves from their fight against Whitebeard. Although he was extremely reluctant to face Larson again, he was the only one left who could save Sengoku.

The golden light erupted, a beam shining toward Sengoku. In the next moment, Porusalino disappeared, reappearing at the end of the golden light directly in front of Sengoku.

He reached for Sengoku's clothing, intending to pull him out of the water, but a flash of golden light flickered above him. This familiar sight sent a chill down Porusalino's spine.

In the golden light, Larson wore a playful grin. "What do you want to do?"

He had one minute remaining to copy the Shining Fruit.

Without thinking, Porusalino released his hold on Sengoku's clothes and darted away like a frightened bird, fleeing dozens of meters back. Sengoku, who had just emerged from the water, fell back in again.

There was no choice; if he took Sengoku with him, his speed would be severely hampered. If he failed to save Sengoku, he might fall into Larson's trap as well.

Sengoku plunged back into the water. "..."

If he made it back to the naval headquarters safely, he planned to reconsider the promotions of Sakazuki and Porusalino to lieutenant generals.

However, this time, he managed to grasp onto the ice and was not as embarrassed as he had been before.

Sengoku clung to the ice, gasping for air. Larson regarded him with a condescending gaze, contemplating whether killing Sengoku now would affect the future balance of power at sea.

As he pondered this, he raised the sword in his hand.

"Not good!"

Seeing his movements, Sengoku and Porusalino, who were still on board with Tsuru, paled in alarm, rushing toward Larson simultaneously.

In a flash of golden light, Porusalino arrived in front of Larson, wielding a Tiancong Sword in an attempt to stop him. However, an ice wall suddenly shot up from the ground, blocking him.

The Frozen Fruit, Kuzan's ability, had come into play.

The ice wall was so solid that it scarcely cracked even under Porusalino's attack.

The sword slowly descended toward Sengoku, who lay on the ice, as well as Porusalino, who continued to cleave through the ice wall, Sakazuki, who was preparing to unleash the Meteor Volcano, and Tsuru, whose expression shifted dramatically.

In that moment, it felt as if the eyes of the entire world were focused on the sword in Larson's hand.

"Hehe, you're quite capable," Whitebeard remarked, grinning. He hadn't expected Larson to best Sengoku so quickly.

"Sengoku is in danger, Zephyr!"

"I know," Zephyr replied, suddenly dashing toward Larson, only to be met with Whitebeard's furious roar as he swung his naginata.

"Bang!"

Garp intercepted Whitebeard's attack, the dark purple Haki enveloping his wrist clashing against Whitebeard's naginata, creating a shower of sparks.

Whitebeard scoffed, "You think you can stop me, too?"

Garp's resolve was firm, "You won't know until you try."

Zephyr kept using his Shave to close the distance to Larson, but he was still too far away, making it impossible to intervene in time.

What to do? They couldn't allow Sengoku to meet such an end!

Zefa nearly felt his hair fall out in frustration, but in such brief moments, he couldn't concoct any effective plans. Everything appeared locked in a stalemate.

Time seemed to freeze.

"Please wait!"

A voice suddenly resonated in everyone's ears. Upon hearing it, the color drained from Larson's face, while Tsuru's expression lit up with hope.

But Larson's movements did not cease.

In the distance, Gion finally arrived, shouting at the top of her lungs, "Dad!"

Tsuru's expression turned startled, but Larson only showed mild impatience.

Sengoku better die.

The arrival of Gion had yet to deter Larson. Seeing the sword about to fall, Sengoku's eyes brimmed with defiance.

In that final moment, two icicles surged upward on either side of the ice. The ice formations swiftly propped up and intercepted Larson's descending blade. Before Larson could exert force, the icicles moved, restraining him and freezing him into an ice sculpture in an instant.

With a crack, Porusalino finally shattered the ice wall into pieces. He seized Sengoku's clothing, pulling him out of the water.

Typically, this would have been the best opportunity to strike Larson, but after rescuing Sengoku, Porusalino chose not to attack. Instead, he retreated dozens of meters away.

He was terrified of Larson.

Click, click!

Cracks appeared in the ice surrounding Larson's body, and the ice exploded moments later. Larson stood there unscathed.

Not far away, Kuzan squatted on the ground, panting slightly. He gazed at Larson from a distance, fear etched in his features.

He had exerted himself to the utmost, yet he could only freeze Larson for a fleeting second…

At this moment, Larson cast his gaze toward Kuzan and Gion, sighing helplessly.

Kuzan and Gion were here, so Marco and Plank must be in peril as well.

Not good!

The back of Larson's neck tingled, and he summoned Susanoo again, disregarding his physical fatigue.

Boom!

Zephyr, having appeared above Larson without warning, delivered a punch to Susanoo. A crack instantly formed across Susanoo's body.

The ice beneath Larson began to fracture, and with Zephyr continued assault, the enormous Susanoo plunged into the water.

Porusalino's eyes lit up as he rushed toward Larson, crossing his arms in front of his chest and forming a seal. "Eight-foot Mirror Magatama!"

Spheres of golden light were launched at Larson, causing ice to explode into fragments.

Gion, witnessing this scene, was too late to intervene. She knelt on the ice, eyes blank, unable to fathom what was unfolding before her.

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