One Piece: With Sign-in System-Chapter 223: Official Declaration of War

Whitebeard had died.

As the image played through the Den Den Mushi, the entire battlefield—and the whole world—fell into a stunned silence.

Ace, Marco, and the other members of the Whitebeard Pirates rushed to his side. Tears streamed down their faces as they looked at their fallen father, their grief overflowing. Ace was so stricken with sorrow that he nearly lost consciousness.

On the Marine side, even though Whitebeard's death was a victory for them, Sengoku found himself unable to celebrate. Instead, his heart felt heavy. Putting aside his duty as Fleet Admiral, he couldn't help but admire Whitebeard's strength and spirit.

Garp, too, gazed at Whitebeard's lifeless body with a complicated expression.

"Roger is gone... and now Whitebeard's era has ended as well..."

"The old era is truly over."

Meanwhile, Teach—Blackbeard—climbed to his feet, throwing his head back in triumphant laughter. "From now on, it's my era! The era of Blackbeard!" freewebnσvel.cѳm

"Oh? Is that so?"

A calm voice suddenly rang out above him.

Blackbeard's eyes widened in shock as he looked up. A figure hovered in the sky, staring down at him with an icy gaze—Ron, the Traveler.

"Ron...!"

Van Augur felt a cold sweat drip down his forehead.

Ron looked down upon Blackbeard's crew with an expression as if he were observing insects. The sheer weight of his presence made Blackbeard feel an immense pressure pressing down on him.

"Ron, we have no quarrel," Blackbeard quickly said. "I don't intend to provoke you."

Right now, before he fully secured the power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit, he had no desire to fight Ron.

Ron's brilliant blue eyes flashed coldly.

"I just don't like you."

Shinra Tensei!

A terrifying repulsive force exploded from Ron, sending Blackbeard and his entire crew flying like ragdolls.

It felt as if they had been struck by a speeding locomotive.

Blackbeard's men coughed up blood midair as they were violently thrown across the battlefield. The ground beneath them collapsed, leaving behind a massive crater nearly a hundred meters wide.

Ron calmly drew the crimson-hued Bloodmoon Blade from his waist. With a flick of his wrist, he unleashed a powerful slash toward the airborne Blackbeard crew.

"Circular Dance."

As the searing red slash shot toward him, Blackbeard's pupils shrank in terror.

Death.

He could feel it.

Summoning all his strength, he activated another ability of his Devil Fruit.

"Dark Devour!"

A vortex of darkness appeared in front of him, twisting the air itself with its gravitational pull.

Ron's sword strike momentarily stalled as part of the attack was drawn into the darkness, vanishing. However, the remaining force still struck Blackbeard with crushing force, sending him hurtling a thousand meters away—flung from the battlefield into the inner sea of Marineford.

Ron's cold eyes locked onto the distant Blackbeard.

"This is where your so-called 'era' ends."

With his advanced Observation Haki, he glimpsed a fragment of the future. Every movement, every shift in the battlefield—all were laid bare before him.

He raised Bloodmoon Blade once more.

At this moment, Ron's swordsmanship had reached perfection. Combining the supreme mastery of the blade with Armament Haki and the abilities of the Float-Float Fruit, he delivered a single, earth-shattering vertical slash.

A scarlet arc of pure destruction surged forth, splitting the very heavens.

Zoro, Onigumo, and Dalmatian—all seasoned swordsmen—watched in stunned silence.

The slash cut through Marineford's inner sea.

And kept going.

The ocean outside Marineford itself was split apart.

It was as if a god had drawn a ruler-straight line across the world, parting the sea itself.

And in the midst of it all—Teach, with all his ambition, was cleaved in two.

A single slash had ended him.

For tens of thousands of meters, the sea was divided, forming a deep chasm over a hundred meters wide and dozens of meters deep. It was as if a divine being had carved a path through the ocean, leaving an awe-inspiring, chilling sight.

Countless viewers watching through the Den Den Mushi screens around the world could hardly believe their eyes.

"EHHHHH?!?!"

"That's... unbelievable..."

Nami stood frozen in shock.

Kuina, usually composed, gazed at the sight with admiration and longing.

Dracule Mihawk, the strongest swordsman in the world, lowered his head slightly, the brim of his black hat casting a shadow over his eyes. Yet, his sharp, hawk-like gaze flickered with battle-hungry intent.

He had to admit it—this man's swordsmanship had reached a realm far beyond ordinary understanding.

Even Shanks, the Red-Haired Yonko himself, showed a trace of surprise.

He hadn't expected Ron's blade to reach such an overwhelming level.

A Marine Vice Admiral, clad in a striped suit with a mohawk hairstyle—Momonga—stared at the divided sea in utter disbelief. His mind reeled in shock.

"This kind of swordsmanship... Is this really the same boy I once trained?!"

"What kind of monster did I create...?"

As if sensing Momonga's thoughts, Ron slowly turned to face him.

His piercing blue eyes met Momonga's stunned gaze.

Then, he smiled.

It was the same smile he had given Momonga all those years ago—back when he had first unleashed his true swordsmanship.

A chilling smile.

One that seemed to say—should I return the favor?

Vice Admiral Momonga couldn't help but shudder at the thought, his hair standing on end as he swallowed hard.

Fortunately, Ron didn't go that far.

As Ron shifted his gaze away, Momonga finally exhaled in relief.

Holding his blade, Blood Moon, Ron stepped forward to stand in front of Kuina and the others. Behind them, the colossal stone giant followed, each of its steps causing the ground to tremble as if it possessed a mind of its own.

Under the countless gazes filled with reverence, hatred, fear, and shock—

Ron, his expression calm, looked toward Sengoku and Garp in the distance and spoke.

"This war atop Marineford today is not the end of the old era," he declared, his voice steady and unwavering. "It is the prelude to a new world."

His words silenced the battlefield.

The Marines, the Red-Haired Pirates, and even the grieving remnants of the Whitebeard Pirates all lifted their heads to look at him.

Beyond Marineford, countless ordinary people watching through the Den Den Mushis held their breath, their ears locked onto his words.

The entire world was watching.

"For eight hundred years, the World Government has ruled over this world. For eight centuries, the Marines have upheld a so-called order built upon force, maintaining the Celestial Dragons as the supreme rulers of the sea. But this order is rotten—decayed beyond repair, reeking with the stench of corruption and oppression."

Ron's voice carried across Marineford, echoing through the world.

"The Marines, who once represented absolute justice, have long since lost their way. And today's defeat proves it."

Sengoku couldn't endure it any longer. He roared, "Shut up!"

At the same time, far away in Mary Geoise, the Five Elders found themselves unable to sit still, their faces dark and grim.

"That damn brat!"

Ron's glowing blue Tenseigan swept across the battlefield, his calm yet thunderous words shaking the very core of the world.

"Today, the Calamity from the Skies, the Revolutionary Army, and Amazon Lily officially form an alliance—declaring war against the World Government!"

As his words fell, two figures joined him.

Sabo and Ivankov, carrying an unconscious and gravely injured Luffy.

Sabo stepped forward and, with unwavering determination, spoke.

"As the Chief of Staff of the Revolutionary Army, I declare war on the World Government on behalf of Dragon!"

A moment later, another figure arrived—

The Pirate Empress, Boa Hancock, gracefully stepping to Ron's side.

And then—

One of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, the Tyrant, Kuma.

Sengoku clenched his fists tightly, his face growing even darker.

"As expected..."

So he was the one Kuma mentioned!

But how?

Sengoku had no way of knowing that Ron's Tenseigan possessed the power to influence and awaken hidden consciousness. Before the war had even begun, Ron had sought out Kuma and used his Tenseigan to break through the modifications that had suppressed his mind. He gave him a choice: remain under the Marines' control or reclaim his identity as a Revolutionary and join the fight against the World Government.

Ron had waited until now, not because he was in a hurry to rescue Ace, but because he was waiting for Kuma's answer.

And now, everything was proceeding exactly as he had planned.

Ron turned to Jinbe. "I've upheld my end of the deal and rescued Ace. Have you made your decision?"

Jinbe hesitated for a moment, then raised his head, his gaze firm.

"A promise is a promise. There is no turning back."

With that, he stepped forward to stand beside Ron.

"Even the Knight of the Sea, Jinbe..."

On the other end of the Den Den Mushis, the Fish-Men watching were left in stunned silence.

Ron then turned to the grief-stricken Ace, Marco, and the remaining division commanders of the Whitebeard Pirates.

"Will you join us?"

Ace, Marco, Jozu, and the others exchanged glances.

Then, in unison, they nodded.

"Since it's you, Ron, there's no way we won't stand by your side."

"You killed Teach and avenged Pops. That alone makes you our greatest benefactor. Whatever you ask of us, we'll do it!"

"Tch! The World Government bastards... I've hated them for years! Let's tear them down!!"

The sorrow and despair of the Whitebeard Pirates morphed into fiery determination. Under the leadership of Ace and Marco, they rallied, their blood boiling as they joined Ron's cause.

Then—something unexpected happened.

A figure carrying a nodachi walked forward.

Trafalgar Law.

Stopping in front of Ron, he asked only one question.

"Was Doflamingo killed by your hands?"

Ron met his gaze and nodded.

Without hesitation, Law turned and stood beside him.

And so—

The Calamity from the Skies.

The Revolutionary Army.

The remnants of the Whitebeard Pirates.

The Pirate Empress, Boa Hancock.

The Knight of the Sea, Jinbe.

The Tyrant, Kuma.

Trafalgar Law.

A force powerful enough to shake the world had suddenly gathered before them.

The Marines stood frozen in disbelief.

Tashigi's eyes widened in shock.

Hina was stunned.

Smoker's expression grew grim.

"To overthrow the world itself... Is that really what you intend to do, Ron?"

Behind Ron, Kuina and the others stood unwavering. Meanwhile, the Straw Hat crew—Nami, Usopp, Chopper, and Brook—found themselves utterly flabbergasted as they were surrounded by Sabo, Whitebeard's commanders, and even Boa Hancock.

"W-W-Wait a minute!"

"Did we just... declare war on the World Government?!"

"This is bad! Really, REALLY bad!"

"Are we part of this now? Are we traitors too?! What do we do?! WHAT DO WE DO?!!"

The Straw Hats were in full-blown panic mode.

Then—

"Hahaha!! So you're declaring war on the World Government, huh?"

A deep, thunderous laugh rumbled through the battlefield.

Kaido, carrying his spiked kanabo over his shoulder, strode forward, his massive frame towering over Ron. His beastly eyes locked onto him.

"How about adding the Beasts Pirates to the mix?"

The moment those words were spoken—

Sengoku's expression twisted in horror.

In Mary Geoise, the Five Elders' faces turned deathly pale.

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