One Piece: My Crew is from Other World-Chapter 99: Ace Arrives!

Chapter 99: Ace Arrives!

At this moment, some of the Whitebeard captains began to sense something was wrong.

The enemies they were fighting weren't going all out—they were holding back, carefully restraining their own abilities.

Take the one fighting Vista, for example. A powerhouse with overwhelming Armament Haki and incredible muscle strength. Yet instead of attacking, he used his Haki purely for defense, sacrificing speed and offense to become an impenetrable wall.

Vista found it frustrating. His elegant swordsmanship was being rendered useless. Though he himself wielded Armament Haki, none of his slashes could break through the man's ironclad defense.

And Jozu? He had it worse.

The opponent facing him was absurdly fast. Jozu's famous diamond-hard body could take hits, but he couldn't land any of his own. All he could do was endure blow after blow.

...

The other division commanders were in similar predicaments.

It was like this whole enemy force had been assembled specifically to counter the Whitebeard Pirates.

And the scariest part?

They knew exactly who they were up against.

This wasn't the result of some hasty strategy thrown together overnight. No, this was well-researched, methodical planning.

"Why hasn't Pops made a move yet?"

"Maybe he's testing us... trying to see how we handle ourselves."

"Don't let him down!"

"Kill them! Push back!"

Even as things grew more intense, the Whitebeard Pirates' spirit remained unshaken. Their pride ran deep.

But Marco wasn't so sure.

He hovered above the battlefield, a frown etched on his face.

Something wasn't right.

If these enemies still had hidden trump cards, or worse—someone strong enough to restrain Whitebeard himself—then they were in serious trouble.

If that happened... the Whitebeard Pirates could be wiped out.

"Marco, shouldn't you be worrying about yourself right now?"

A cannon blast roared.

"After I kill you, I'll personally send your brothers—and your father—down to hell!"

"Boom!"

The blast shook the air as Dave used the explosion to launch himself skyward, aiming straight at Marco.

Until now, Marco had kept the upper hand thanks to his flight advantage. But Dave had found a way to close the gap.

Time passed. The sky began to pale at the edges—dawn was breaking.

And Whitebeard's forces were starting to fall.

Some of the division commanders were barely standing. Others had already fallen.

Casualties began to pile up.

Still, Whitebeard stood motionless.

He was waiting.

Waiting for Marco, Vista, Jozu, and the others to fully grasp the reality of their situation.

Whitebeard knew he could end this battle swiftly. But what about next time?

What if another powerful force appeared?

What if someone strong enough to stall him stepped in?

If that happened, and his sons weren't ready...

The Whitebeard Pirates would be finished.

Whitebeard had understood this long ago.

But watching his children suffer—watching them bleed, even die—and doing nothing?

That was a burden even the strongest man alive could barely endure.

And still... he hadn't found the right moment to act.

Not yet.

Besides, the world was watching. He couldn't let the enemy—or the world—see weakness.

Even if it tore him apart inside.

"DAD!!"

Jozu's voice echoed across the battlefield as he was flung back once more.

Even with his indestructible Diamond body, he was starting to break.

He couldn't take it much longer.

He cried out, not from pain—but desperation.

And still, Whitebeard didn't move.

Eyes closed, fists clenched. Waiting.

Marco's heart sank.

Something was wrong.

Dad's body... don't tell me...

That's when Marco spotted them.

Several figures approaching Whitebeard.

And in the distance—pirate ships sailing toward the battle.

"No way... Reinforcements!?"

"Move!" Marco transformed into a blazing phoenix, wings cutting through the air as he darted toward Dave.

The flames roared as he slammed Dave back, forcing him to retreat.

Marco didn't waste a second—he turned to rush back to the Moby Dick.

If his fears were right—if Whitebeard was weakened—then the entire crew was in danger.

"Yo, Marco! What's got you in such a hurry?"

A blaze of flame streaked across the sky, headed straight for the battlefield.

Marco's eyes widened.

"Ace!?"

He hadn't recognized him at first in the chaos. But now that he saw clearly—

It was Portgas D. Ace.

And standing beside Whitebeard was none other than the captain of the Dragon Hunter Pirates—

Ryuunosuke.

Ace was here.

That meant reinforcements had come.

The tide was about to turn.

"I'll handle the guy with the blade. You help the others."

Ace's voice was calm, but fire blazed from his body as he shot back into the fray.

Blue-white flames surged behind him, crashing into the battlefield and igniting the air.

The enemy's coordinated assault—up until now so precise and effective—was shattered instantly.

"Fire Fist Ace!?"

A man covered in a strange black material stepped forward to meet him.

It wasn't standard Armament Haki, and it wasn't armor.

"Big Bang!"

Ace wasted no time. A massive wave of fire exploded from his fist.

"Hah. This little flame won't do anything against my Fire Fur..."

"Fireproof material...?"

Before the man could finish, Ace was in front of him.

There was no hesitation.

Ace's hand shot out and grabbed the man by the face.

"You came here to kill my family. So why do you look so scared?"

"Sky Flame Explosion!"

Blue-white fire poured from Ace's palm—straight into the man's mouth.

His body began to shake.

Smoke leaked from his eyes, ears, and nose.

Then silence.

The man's body crumbled—charred from the inside out.

He was dead before he hit the ground.

Ace clenched his fist, flames flickering around him.

"So this is... the power my brother gave me?"

The corner of his mouth curled into a smile.

He remembered the Fire Fur armor. If it were the old him, not even the Fire Fist could've burned through it.

But now?

With enhanced physical techniques and his evolved flames, Ace had annihilated the enemy in a single blow.

It wasn't just power.

It was trust.

It was belief.

And it all came from his elder brother.

As expected—

Ryuunosuke is the best.

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