One Piece: Surrounded at Marineford? Just kidding!

Chapter 279: Forbidden Melody! The Demon King's Song!

above the sky.

Borsalino reassembled as photons and hovered directly above the giant crater.

He had his hands in the pockets of his striped suit trousers, and his eyes looked languid behind his brown sunglasses.

But his fingertips were already glowing with a cross-shaped light.

"Wow, you're really tenacious."

Borsalino pouted, his voice drawn out, each syllable dripping with venom.

"He didn't faint even after being attacked by any level of force, a descendant of the devil."

He raised his right hand.

Golden photons compressed at the tip of the index finger.

The high-energy laser was aimed at Barrett's limb joints.

Without their hands and feet, even monsters are nothing more than meat on a chopping board.

"If you don't say anything, I'll take that as a yes~"

Borsalino tilted his head.

"Go retire in Impel Down, it's quieter there."

The light at my fingertips surged.

The laser of death is about to be fired.

Sudden.

"La-la-la-la-!!"

A strange, mournful, and ear-piercing singing voice exploded throughout the venue.

This melody does not belong to the human throat.

It distorts reality, penetrates the air, and pierces into everyone's soul.

Borsalino stopped moving his fingertips.

The light particles in the air experienced a momentary disruption.

"Um?"

His gaze shifted to the other side of the battlefield.

The direction of the concert stage.

A petite figure floated in mid-air.

Her red and white hair danced wildly, and behind her were a pair of black and white wings composed of light and shadow.

Codename "Red-Haired Diva", Uta.

The sweetness of her idol was no longer visible on her face.

Her pupils were filled with madness and morbidity, and her lips curled into a chilling smile.

"No, you can't..."

Uta's voice, both innocent and cruel, was amplified throughout the island by the megaphone.

"This is my best 'human shield' and the most important 'stage pillar' in the new era."

She suddenly opened her arms and embraced the whole world.

"How can I let you old-fashioned 'noise' ruin my concert?"

The singing suddenly became shrill.

Variations on "Tot Musica".

The invisible musical notes came to life.

They turned into black, solid monsters.

Countless black musical staves surged from the void, frantically coiling and intertwining like venomous snakes.

One by one, black "musical note warriors" jumped out from the staff.

It has no facial features, no limbs, only a human-shaped outline, with distorted musical note markings on its head.

Densely packed.

Overwhelming.

The entire sky was filled with these black monsters.

"Go on, my little darlings."

Uta flicked his finger, pointing at the two naval admirals in the air.

"Get these bad guys out of here!"

"Squeak squeak squeak—!!"

The musical note legion let out a piercing shriek, transforming into a black tide that surged toward Borsalino and Fujitora.

"Oh dear? This is a bit troublesome."

Borsalino smacked his lips as he looked at the scene before him that sent chills down the spines of anyone with trypophobia.

He turned the direction of his raised finger.

"call out--!!"

A golden laser beam shot out.

The beam of light pierced through the first few dozen note warriors.

"Pfft pfft pfft!"

The black monsters burst like balloons, turning into clumps of black ink and dissipating.

too weak.

They are not even as good as an ordinary marine.

Borsalino's brow furrowed even more.

The next second after the monster exploded.

The musical staff in the void vibrated once more.

More notes jumped out from inside.

For every 100 who die, 200 will be replaced.

Two hundred die, five hundred are replaced.

Endless.

They couldn't kill them all.

"Overwhelming numbers? What a troublesome tactic!"

Borsalino could only unleash all the "Yasakani no Magatama" he had prepared for Barrett onto this black, monstrous sea.

Golden light rained down from the sky.

Hundreds or even thousands of musical notes are evaporated every second.

But they're like flies; the more you kill them, the more they multiply, and they even begin to obscure Borusalino's view.

the other side.

Fujitora Issho's situation was even worse.

"Gravity Blade - Fierce Tiger!"

Fujitora swung his staff-sword, unleashing a purple gravity wave.

A large number of musical note monsters ahead were crushed into black paper pieces, stuck to the ground and unable to move.

But these monsters are extremely disgusting.

They didn't die.

Even after turning into paper, they continued to wriggle and became extremely sticky.

Fujitora prepared to move, but found that the ground beneath his feet was covered with this black substance.

A flattened musical note monster.

They clung to Fujitora's clogs like superglue, climbing up his calves.

"This feel..."

The hairs on the back of Fujitora's neck stood on end.

"Is it a collection of negative emotions? What a sad and crazy ability."

He tried to shake the slime off with gravity.

Just as one group was shaken away, another group swooped down from the sky.

Some of the musical note monsters simply grabbed his staff and sword, blocking the gap in the scabbard with their bodies.

Severe interference.

That is Uta's goal.

She doesn't need minions to defeat the general; she just needs to hold them off.

A moment is enough.

"Aaaaaah! Help!"

"What are these things?!"

"Don't come any closer! Shoot! Shoot now!"

The vice admiral and soldiers below were plunged into utter despair.

The sea of ​​musical notes submerged the wrecked warship.

They are immortal and indestructible, and their numbers are terrifying.

Nightmare.

Screams echoed throughout the room.

The entire battlefield transformed from a general's solo performance into a chaotic quagmire.

While the two generals were being held back,

A red light flashed in Uta's eyes.

She lightly hooked her finger.

Several massive "Treble Clef" warriors plunged into the deep pit.

They used their bodies to support the severely injured Barrett, dragging him out of the rubble.

"Thump."

The giant musical note warrior placed Barret on the flat ground.

Uta descended the floating musical note staircase step by step.

She landed in front of Barrett.

Barrett was covered in blood, his uniform was torn, and the dent in his chest made every breath feel like being cut by a knife.

But his eyes were open.

In his beast-like eyes, there was only overflowing rage.

Uta put his hands behind his back, bent down, and brought his face very close.

Red and white hair fell across Barrett's face.

"Hey, big guy."

Uta's voice was sweet, yet it sent chills down your spine.

"You wouldn't... just lie down like that, would you?"

She reached out her finger and poked Barrett's bleeding wound.

"Our concert... has only just begun."

"If you, as the 'protagonist,' were to leave the stage, this movement of 'New Era' would end badly."

The pain stimulated the nerves.

But what's even more stimulating is being looked down upon by the "weak".

"Get out of here..."

Barrett forced a growl from his throat, his voice hoarse like sandpaper scraping.

"Don't look at me with that... disgusting look!"

"puff!"

He suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

next second.

A terrifying aura exploded from his mangled body.

"boom!"

He pushed away the musical note monster that was supporting him, but he used too much force and crushed the monster into black mist.

Barrett stood up unsteadily.

His legs were trembling, but his spine was ramrod straight.

Blood streamed down his forehead and across the corner of his eye, making his狰狞 (zhengning - ferocious/hideous) face look like that of a demon.

He looked up.

The sky was filled with golden light and purple gravitational waves.

It is the strength of a naval admiral.

It was the force that imprisoned him in Impel Down.

It was the force that sank him into the earth.

"It's not over yet..."

Barrett stared intently at Borsalino in the air, the flames in his pupils burning with shame.

"How could I... possibly collapse here!"

"What I want... is to be the strongest in the world!!"

The dark red Conqueror's Haki erupted once more.

His domineering aura was mixed with a tangible killing intent and madness.

The surrounding musical note monsters were intimidated and retreated.

Uta was also blown back half a step by the blast wave.

But her smile grew even wider.

"That's right."

Uta clapped his hands, as if admiring a perfect work of art.

"Be angry, go mad!"

"Let this movement...become even more intense!"

midair.

Borsalino has finally gotten rid of those annoying note monsters.

He transformed into a photon, teleported to a higher altitude, and escaped the encirclement of the monster sea.

He looked down at the two people below from his high vantage point.

A mad songstress.

A warmonger.

These two people, who are completely unrelated, are standing together.

Uta's control of the game.

Barrett's destructive power.

This combination...

"That's strange..."

Borsalino pushed up his sunglasses, the lenses reflecting the chaotic battlefield.

His nonchalant tone had finally turned serious.

"These two extremely dangerous individuals... have actually joined forces?"

"Now, if we don't show some real skill, things might get out of hand."

the other side.

Fujitora shook off the slime covering his body, sheathed his staff and sword, and drew them out again.

"Thump!"

Gravitational field diffusion.

That distorted and immense aura told him about the changing situation.

"The Demon King's Song... plus the Demon's Heir..."

Fujitora's expression was more serious than ever before.

"This is... a 'duet' powerful enough to destroy the world."

The atmosphere on the battlefield froze.

The days of overwhelming dominance by the general are over.

Instead, a more dangerous and deadly battle ensued.

Barrett wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, grinned, and revealed his blood-stained teeth.

He raised his fist at the general in the sky.

"bring it on!!"

"navy!!"

"Round two... has begun!!"