Between the two ships, on the surface of the sea, in an instant, a circular shockwave exploded, and the sea was literally scraped away.
The warship tilted violently, and the Marines on the deck were blown away like fallen leaves; some crashed into the mast, while others rolled into the gun positions.
As the mutual cancellation of vibrations ended, a dead silence fell over the warship, and then—
"He... He blocked Whitebeard's attack?!"
"Impossible! That's the Tremor-Tremor Fruit, which can cause tsunamis!"
"What kind of monster is this guy from the West Blue?!"
The worldview of these Marines from Marineford was completely overturned.
As Marines from Marineford, they had personally witnessed Whitebeard's terrifying ability to destroy an entire fleet with a single blow.
But now, a Warrant Officer from the corrupt West Blue actually withstood a devastating tremor?!
And the ability he displayed was exactly the same as Whitebeard's!?
"He... he blocked it..." The warship's commander, a Marineford Ensign, slumped onto the deck, his pupils trembling violently.
His brain refused to believe the scene before his eyes.
This branch Warrant Officer promoted from the West Blue actually took a direct hit from Whitebeard?!
Although he had heard that Gern was a Devil Fruit user...
But... the man he was facing was Whitebeard!!!
In an instant, everyone's eyes were fixed on the figure confronting Whitebeard directly.
.......
The sea breeze suddenly stopped, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.
The last trace of hesitation in Gern’s eyes, as he was soaked by the seawater, completely vanished, replaced by a desperate resolve.
"Tremor Step-Sky Stomp!" Without a moment's hesitation, Gern's soles instantly compressed and condensed high-density vibrating particle cores.
He stomped hard on the deck!
"Boom!" The vibrating particles, compressed to their extreme, were instantly released at the point of impact, not as a simple explosion.
Instead, a visible, high-frequency vibrating white shock ring suddenly spread out!
Then, Gern's figure elementalized into a pure white energy stream composed of high-frequency vibrating particles, soaring into the sky.
Tearing through the air with a piercing shriek, in the blink of an eye, he had already ascended to a hundred meters in the sky, the warship beneath his feet becoming a small dot.
No time to think, Gern's breathing grew heavy, but his eyes became sharper.
His bulging right arm slowly lifted, his left hand caressing the blade of black blade eight desolations.
In an instant, billions of frantically vibrating particles intertwined around it, emitting a nearly materialized, soul-cutting hum.
At the same time, the vibrating particles on the blade highly condensed, collapsed, and re-compressed!
Forming a dazzling white light membrane that continuously collapsed inwards!
In an instant, the air around Gern, like fragile glass, silently filled with fine cracks, and light strangely twisted and refracted around him.
"Hum!" The vibration frequency of black blade eight desolations's blade soared to the limit Gern could control.
The air near the blade was no longer merely torn, but disintegrated inch by inch, as if struck by an invisible giant hammer!
Slowly, the vibrating particles no longer merely encircled, but collapsed and adhered to the blade, forming a pulsating light blade that seemed capable of cutting through dimensions!
Facing Whitebeard in his prime, he couldn't hesitate for a single moment, so this was his strongest move...
Gern took a deep breath, raised his right foot, and stomped heavily in the air.
"Bang!" A crisp explosion echoed as radial cracks were literally stomped into the space behind him!
And Gern, utilizing this violent recoil, shot towards Whitebeard like a comet, dragging a long tail of particles!
—
On Whitebeard's side, he was now slightly narrowing his eyes, slowly retracting Murakumogiri.
For the first time, he seriously sized up this young Marine, a hint of interest appearing on his rugged face.
"Gurararara..." A deep laugh, carrying substantial vibration waves, rolled across the sea, "An ability similar to mine, an interesting Navy brat."
Marco, standing beside Whitebeard, put away his playful smile, straightened up slightly, his pupils reflecting the rapidly approaching white streak of light.
"Pops, this guy's vibration... feels off!"
"Marco, get behind me!!" At this moment, the smile on Whitebeard's lips suddenly froze.
Observation Haki instantly locked onto Gern in the sky, his pupils suddenly contracting as if exposed to strong light.
An unprecedented sense of sharpness, carrying an aura of destruction, was rapidly approaching!
At the same time, he briefly saw the future; if this strike were to land, it would be no laughing matter.
Next, Whitebeard gripped the hilt of Murakumogiri like iron pliers, his bulging muscles stretching his white cloak into an exaggerated outline, like rolling mountains.
"Gurarara, I've seen quite a future..." His deep laugh made the debris on the deck jump like popping beans.
"This Navy brat has truly acquired an incredible ability!"
Marco was still a bit puzzled, but when he saw the veins on his Pops's neck bulging like angry dragons,
The blue flames of the Phoenix uncontrollably overflowed from his wings: "Pops is serious..."
"Here it comes!!" Whitebeard's roar was no longer just a sound, but a visible white sonic boom ring, propelled by violent vibration waves!
His right leg retreated half a step, "Crack!" The sturdy ship's railing instantly crumbled into dust!
The blade of Murakumogiri hummed, the familiar white aura no longer softly covering, but violently surging and condensing!
In an instant, Whitebeard himself shot out!!
"Navy brat, state your name." Whitebeard's voice was not loud, yet it was like a steadying needle, instantly calming the sea that had grown turbulent from their combined auras.
Gern grinned, his voice piercing through the humming of the vibration.
"Gern Reginald Sigma!"
"Remember this name... it will surely resound to the ends of this sea!"
"Hum! Slash!!!" The light blade of black blade eight desolations surged!
The next second, that white light blade, condensed with collapsing vibrating particles, had already ignored the obstruction of space, horizontally slashing before Whitebeard's eyes!
"Sky Tremor-Space Split!" Gern put his all into a sudden swing of his blade!
"Crack, hum!!!" A "rift," not a sword energy, but space itself being forcibly cut open, tore through the air!
Where the blade passed, the atmosphere was not shattered, but instantly vibrated to the point of collapse by high-frequency vibrating particles, presenting a pure white particle desolate current flowing along its edges!
"Gurararara! Arrogant Navy brat!" Whitebeard's eyes burst forth with a light as if discovering a new continent.
"My Observation Haki tells me I can't let you unleash that move!"
The white aura of Murakumogiri's blade instantly compressed to its extreme, condensing into a materialized, white crystalline layer carrying the will to crush all things!
Both simultaneously swung their respective weapons! Time lost its meaning at this moment!
"Clang!!" The light blade of black blade eight desolations and the crystalline blade of Murakumogiri collided fiercely!
The point of contact did not produce the clang of metal, but a mixed colossal roar of piercing shrieks and low-frequency destructive rumbling!