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... tebeard's legs.
Seeing this, Whitebeard swept his massive naginata, severing all the arms, but more hands relentlessly emerged from the space, seemingly endless, something that couldn't be resolved by simply cutting them.
"My sons! Fall back!"
Upon witnessing such an astonishing number, Whitebeard's eyes grew slightly more serious. He crossed his hands, and a faint sound began to emanate from his throat, gradually deepening.
Marco and the others were startled and ...
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