Konoha's Medical Ninja: One Punch to beat up Madara-Chapter 429: Chaos!

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Boom! Boom! Boom!

Four consecutive bursts of Conqueror's Haki erupted from the bodies of the four Celestial Dragons, indiscriminately attacking everyone nearby, friend and foe alike.

Marines and pirates in close proximity—especially the weaker ones—collapsed instantly, rendered unconscious by the overwhelming pressure.

The rarity of one in a million possessing a king's talent was shattered as four individuals simultaneously demonstrated it, leaving countless onlookers in shock.

However, considering the Celestial Dragons' upbringing and their privileged status, it wasn't entirely unthinkable for them to awaken Conqueror's Haki.

"This is the time, Deidara."

Sasori calmly removed Hiruko, revealing his true body.

"I know. I'll leave this to you while I teach these Marines a lesson!"

Deidara leaped onto his clay giant bird, soaring into the air.

The current Deidara was vastly different from before.

Having endured repeated beatings from Colt, Sasuke, and Hatake Sakumo, he had long realized that simple bombs were ineffective against top-tier powerhouses.

At best, they served as a distraction.

Rather than merely irritating his enemies, it was better to "share" his art with a wider audience.

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Surely, they would be grateful for the experience, right?

"Whoa! I'm coming!"

Deidara casually tossed countless small clay bombs to the ground, where they erupted in a series of explosions.

"Colt should be arriving soon. Let's use dispose of these weaklings as a welcoming gift."

Sasori spoke indifferently, lifting the lid on his chest.

Hundreds of tiny Chakra threads shot out, while the two scrolls on his back unfurled, summoning a vast army of puppets.

One man, an entire army!

"No matter how many there are, trash is still trash!"

Among the God's Knights, a figure clicked his tongue, as his body rapidly transformed—his head morphing into that of a white tiger, razor-sharp claws emerging from his hands.

With blinding speed, he lunged straight at Sasori.

The puppets standing in his path were beneath his notice.

He had read reports on Sasori, dismissing him as no different from Moria—a mere manipulator of corpses.

However, the moment he clashed with the first puppet, his feline face twisted in shock.

"Armament Haki?!?"

A puppet controlled by someone else... actually wielding Armament Haki?!

That defied all logic!

"Is that surprising?"

A mocking smile appeared on Sasori's cold, handsome face.

"This is only the beginning."

As soon as he finished speaking, the rest of the puppets glowed with a black sheen—some wielding swords, others preparing their fists.

The white tiger Celestial Dragon's face darkened. Surrounded by relentless attacks, he had no idea how to evade.

'Take them head-on?'

Enough ants can kill an elephant—let alone hundreds of puppets, all armed with Armament Haki!

Desperate, he used two Pacifistas as shields and barely managed to escape, buying himself a couple of seconds.

"Is he really this strong?"

Sasori's overwhelming power caught many off guard—especially Kisame, who knew all too well what level Sasori had been at before.

Seeing the battlefield turn chaotic, the others refused to be outdone.

None of them were the type to back down.

Explosions and roars erupted across Marineford.

The battleground was in complete turmoil, with combat raging on every front.

From the initial Marine vs. Whitebeard Pirates battle, the war had escalated into a royal clash:

Marine against the Whitebeard Pirates, the Straw Hat Crew, and the Shichibukai.

"Kong! Are you really willing to fight to the bitter end?!"

Whitebeard, bloodied but unyielding, swung his quake-infused fists.

Wherever his Shock Fruit's power landed, destruction followed.

Even Sengoku and Kong had to avoid direct contact.

Despite his might, facing three top-tier opponents simultaneously was pushing even Whitebeard to his limits.

Within a short span, he had already taken multiple heavy blows.

"You must die here today—not just you, but also Gol D. Ace!"

Kong, clad in Armament Haki, fearlessly met Whitebeard's tremor force head-on, countering with a devastating punch.

Boom! Boom!

The battlefield quaked.

These four warriors, each over 70 years old, displayed terrifying might, leaving onlookers awestruck.

The sheer force of their clash sent debris flying and cleared vast areas of the battlefield.

Sasuke wanted to assist Whitebeard, but he was locked in battle.

Like an unkillable cockroach, Akainu kept recovering and relentlessly pursuing him.

With the combined support of Green Bull and Aokiji, Sasuke found himself unable to break away.

Fortunately, Ace and Sabo had managed to remove their cuffs.

Together with Luffy, the three brothers joined the battle, significantly easing the burden on Marco and the other captains.

For the first time, the battlefield appeared evenly matched.

But this fragile balance could shatter at any moment—

Like now.

"Aaahhhh!"

A bloodcurdling scream pierced the air, sending shivers down spines.

All eyes turned toward the source.

A member of the God's Knights lay convulsing on the ground, his arms severed, blood pooling beneath him.

His breathing weakened—his life slipping away.

Before him stood Hawkeye, his face cold and indifferent, his black sword dripping with fresh blood.

"The God's Knights? Not interesting at all."

He didn't spare his fallen opponent another glance, his gaze instead locking onto his own clone.

This clone's body was absurdly tough, and each strike it unleashed carried the unmistakable sharpness of the [Dice-Dice Fruit].

Hawkeye was intrigued.

"A creation of Vegapunk? Perhaps this will help me find the flaws in my swordsmanship."

With a flick of his wrist, he turned his black blade toward the miniature Hawkeye clone.

"Damn you! Bastard!"

Seeing Hawkeye's utter disregard for the Celestial Dragons, the remaining three were completely enraged.

Roaring, they attempted to intercept him—

Only to be stopped by Kisame and the others.

"You should worry about yourselves first!" Kisame smirked, swinging Samehada and sending a Pacifista flying.

A sharp glint flickered in Sasori's eyes.

Five blade-wielding puppets materialized like specters, intercepting the airborne Pacifista.

With a synchronized slash—

The machine was torn apart.

Now, more than half of the twenty Pacifistas had been destroyed.

These powerful machines, capable of overwhelming Vice Admirals, stood no chance against the sheer brutality of the Shichibukai.

The God's Knights were growing uneasy.

Kisame's body surged with a blue Chakra aura, seamlessly merging into his Haki-infused Samehada.

Every swing of his blade carried immense force—his swordplay might not be refined, but brute strength alone was enough to overwhelm them.

The white tiger Celestial Dragon was injured repeatedly by Kisame's relentless assaults.

Seizing the moment, Crocodile manipulated the sand to bind his movements.

"Now it's your turn! Fufufufufu!"

Doflamingo grinned maniacally, drawing a pistol and pulling the trigger.

"Die! So what if you're a Celestial Dragon? You die like any other insect!"

"No!"

The white tiger Celestial Dragon's eyes widened in horror.

He struggled desperately against Crocodile's grasp—

But his body refused to move.

"Enough!"

Boom!

A gunshot rang out.

A bullet from an unknown source deflected Doflamingo's shot.

"Red-Haired Pirates..."

"Benn Beckman!"