The pirates sat and forgot, and they really believed the nine truths and one lie.

When Whitebeard's earth-shattering Devil Fruit awakening impact swept across Marineford, even Kurapika and Edward, who were far from the center of the battlefield, were not spared.

"Well!"

"Ahem!"

Almost simultaneously, the two were struck as if by a heavy blow, their bodies trembled violently, and they both spat out bright red blood.

The high-frequency ultrasound ignored physical defenses and acted directly on their internal organs. Kurapika felt as if his internal organs were being squeezed and kneaded by an invisible hand.

The excruciating pain made his vision go black, and the light of the chains dimmed slightly. Edward even knelt on one knee, his young face filled with agony.

Their suppression of Diamond Jozu inevitably loosened slightly; the binding force of the chains weakened, and the steel covering Jozu groaned under the strain.

"A great opportunity!"

Diamond Joz immediately felt the pressure on his body decrease dramatically, and he roared with joy in his heart.

The massive body covered in hard diamonds unleashed terrifying power, and with a sudden jolt, several relatively thin steel pillars snapped in two.

The chains wrapped around his arms creaked painfully, as if they were about to snap at any moment.

"Damn Navy, don't even think about trapping me!" Jozu saw a glimmer of hope for escape. His eyes, hidden beneath his diamond visor, were filled with rage. He had to get to his father's aid immediately.

However, just as this flame of hope was ignited, a warm, magnificent, and unwavering golden pillar of light shot into the sky from the direction of the execution platform.

Then, a soft yet powerful golden light, like a warm tide, instantly enveloped the entire Marineford. This light shone on Kurapika and Edward, producing an incredible effect.

The burning, stinging pain in my internal organs was quickly relieved as if washed by a clear spring, and my almost exhausted strength was infused with a new source.

More importantly, an ineffable unwavering conviction dispelled the momentary wavering caused by injury and a powerful enemy.

"Tighten the chains!"

Kurapika wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a calm and determined light rekindled in his eyes.

Like a resurrected serpent, the chains wrapped tightly around Joz's limbs, especially his wrists and ankles, with even greater force, dispersing and locking his power once again.

“You’d better stay lying down,” Edward gritted his teeth and stood up, clasped his hands together again, and slammed them heavily on the ground.

This time, what was produced was not just steel columns and plates, but more flexible and resilient steel chains and barbed steel hoops.

These newly created steel constructs, as if they possessed a life of their own, reinforced the Diamond Man's chains layer by layer, ring by ring, as if putting on layers of incredibly heavy steel shackles!

"Do not--!"

The flame of hope that Diamond Joz had just ignited was instantly extinguished, replaced by a deeper sense of powerlessness and frustration.

He roared furiously, his diamond body bursting with all its strength as it struggled wildly, causing the chains to rattle and the steel to creak and twist.

This time, however, with Artoria's leadership qualities, Kurapika and Edward worked together even better, and the restraints they imposed were even more effective.

Chains are responsible for limiting and dispersing force, while steel is responsible for increasing weight and physical confinement. Together, they form a cage that is almost impossible to break.

Despite possessing the terrifying strength to throw icebergs, Jozu was unable to exert any effective force due to his joints being locked and his entire body being subjected to layers of pressure.

This sense of powerlessness caused him more pain and anger than the physical constraints, but he could only let out frustrated roars that echoed within the cage made of chains and steel.

Artoria Pendragon's leadership qualities provide a positive buff to the entire Navy, including even the Admirals.

Aokiji Kuzan stood still, feeling the golden light fall on his body, unlike the feeling of ordinary soldiers who experienced an increase in power or relief from pain.

For him, this light was more like a strange comfort and clarification. The internal pain caused by the shock was indeed relieved, but a more important change occurred in his heart.

The long-standing dilemma and confusion he has faced regarding the boundaries of justice is whether absolute justice means sacrificing the minority. Is the Navy's action always correct?

Under this warm and pure light, it was not forcibly erased or denied, but rather seemed to be gently smoothed by an invisible hand.

It seems to be telling him that sticking to the path in his heart, as long as it stems from a belief in what he should protect, has its value.

A faint yet stable golden light appeared on his body. This was not a huge increase in power, but more like an inner anchor, allowing him to temporarily clear his mind and focus more intently on the battle before him.

In contrast to him, Sakazuki, the Akainu, felt an unprecedented resonance and enhancement.

The golden light emanating from him was far more intense and dazzling than that of the other two, as if he himself was bursting forth with golden flames from within.

Artoria's deep-seated sense of justice, which she upholds as the ruler of the world, creates a powerful synergy with her unwavering belief in absolute justice.

That idealistic, extreme obsession with completely eradicating all pirates transformed into tangible power at this moment.

Sakazuki could clearly feel that his physical abilities, Haki, and even the destructive power of the Magma-Magma Fruit were significantly enhanced under the blessing.

He subjectively estimated that his strength had increased by at least 10% to 20%, which made him even more convinced that the path he was on and that upholding absolute justice was the only correct one.

Any hesitation or mercy would be a desecration of justice. His gaze toward Whitebeard and the pirates became sharper and colder, and the churning magma around him seemed to take on a sacred, judgmental quality, becoming even more violent.

Caught between the two, Kizaru Borsalino found himself in a rather... awkward situation.

The warm golden light also shone on him, but the effect was minimal; the light emanating from his body was so faint that it was almost invisible.

It seemed as if he was only affected by the golden light emanating from the two people around him; in reality, he felt almost no significant improvement, and his state of mind did not change much.

The difference was so obvious that it immediately attracted the attention of his colleagues. Akainu snorted coldly, his tone full of undisguised sarcasm: "Boltarino, the light on you is really dim."

Aokiji also glanced sideways, his tone less sharp than Akainu's, but with a hint of understanding: "It seems that the strength of this light is indeed related to the purity of one's belief in justice. Borsalino himself is the light, and he is no exception."

Kizaru's expression instantly became extremely strange, a subtle mix of helplessness, embarrassment, and a hint of the truth being exposed.

He habitually tried to brush it off with jokes like "How terrible!", but under the almost tangible light of justice emanating from the other two generals, especially Sakazuki, any explanation seemed pale and powerless.

His vague concept of justice is almost completely exposed in the face of this force that directly interrogates the very source of his beliefs.

He could only push up his sunglasses to hide his expression and mumble, "I feel stronger now, let's take on Whitebeard together..."

However, under the intense gazes of the other two generals, this voice seemed unconvincing; Borsalino's actions went beyond mere guiltyness.