"Oh no!"
Cracker's heart jolted in alarm.
His position had been exposed.
That was extremely fatal.
With his ability, if he had remained hidden among the biscuit soldiers, he could have consumed at least half an hour of these Vice Admirals' time.
Now that his real body had been exposed, he might not even last twenty minutes.
"Focus fire!"
An elderly Marine Vice Admiral calmly commanded the riflemen on the deck to attack.
Bang, bang, bang!
Although Cracker had already ordered all the nearby biscuit soldiers to converge on him, he had expanded the battlefield too much earlier.
Right now, only twenty biscuit soldiers had gathered around him, and even they were being chipped apart by the rifles in the Marines' hands, shedding biscuit fragments under the barrage.
The giant Vice Admiral who had almost been ambushed raised the spiked club in his hand high and advanced toward Cracker like a raging bull, crushing everything in his path.
Boom!
Broken biscuit soldiers lay everywhere, shattered into several pieces.
At the same time, the Marine Vice Admirals who had been gathered on the deck fighting the biscuit soldiers instantly abandoned the enemies around them.
Using the speed of Soru, they appeared at the position where Cracker's real body had been separated and surrounded.
"Mama! Brother Katakuri! Farewell!"
At the moment of life and death, Cracker instead ignored the Marine Vice Admirals around him.
Under his command, aside from the fifteen biscuit soldiers guarding his body, all the remaining biscuit soldiers charged toward the Marine soldiers on the deck and the weak points of the warship.
Even if he died here, he would fulfill the promise he had made to Katakuri with his life.
Bang, bang, bang!
The biscuit soldiers swung the great swords in their hands, hacking at everything aboard the warship.
Some even rushed into the cabins, attacking the armory and artillery, while others tried to strike the ship's engine room.
"To still have such resolve before death… I acknowledge your sense of responsibility."
The elderly Marine Vice Admiral slowly spoke.
He had been somewhat influenced by Kong and Sengoku, so his evaluation of certain pirates tended to lean in a positive direction.
But that did not mean he would let Cracker go.
On the contrary, the fact that he could appear on the battlefield of the New World meant Raleigh trusted him.
"According to Fleet Admiral Raleigh's explanation to me, the more noble an enemy's character is before death, the more they become an existence we must completely destroy."
"Clearly, your sense of responsibility toward your family has already made me feel a sense of danger."
"Therefore, I will use every method necessary to ensure you die completely."
The famous blade in his hand let out a trembling hum.
Then all the Vice Admirals attacked together.
Sabers, fists, rifles, Devil Fruit abilities…
Every kind of technique that could be found on the sea was unleashed by the Marine Vice Admirals at the same time.
Under their joint assault, even Charlotte Linlin, one of the Three Emperors, would have to avoid the full brunt.
This was a special encirclement formation created after the Marine reforms, designed specifically to kill powerful enemies.
Cracker stubbornly raised Pretzel in his hand.
"Come on, you Marine bastards! Let us see who is stronger!"
Crack!
Crack!
Sharp sounds rang out one after another.
The biscuit soldiers standing in front of Cracker collapsed like towers made of sand, unable to serve as any real obstruction.
The combined attacks of the Marine Vice Admirals all landed on Cracker's real body.
An incomparably sharp saber pierced through the biscuit armor on Cracker's body and emerged from his back.
At the same time, several iron fists struck Cracker's body, shattering his armor and the bones beneath it.
Looking at the falling biscuit fragments and the biscuit soldiers crumbled across the ground, the Marine Vice Admirals knew that this enemy's life had already entered its final countdown.
However, they had no intention of giving Cracker the chance to reminisce.
Shing!
Another saber cut across Cracker's neck.
A perfectly good head flew into the air, then rolled several times across the deck.
The elderly Marine Vice Admiral sheathed the blade in his hand and said, "Remember what Fleet Admiral Raleigh said. Do not waste words with the enemy. Before you cut off the enemy's head, do not give them any time."
Looking at the head rolling on the ground, the other Marine Vice Admirals nodded with solemn expressions, then quickly returned to joking and laughing.
The elderly Vice Admiral called over the Marine soldiers aboard the ship and had them properly handle Cracker's head before storing it away.
These were their military achievements.
Especially when it came to some of the more famous figures among pirates, Raleigh's order to them was that it would be best if they could bring the bodies back.
Because Raleigh was short of heads at New Marineford.
Only by continuously bringing back the heads of their enemies could the Marines make the people of the world even more confident in them.
Harsh laws were needed in chaotic times.
When the bloodied heads of great pirate figures were displayed one after another in the Marine square, anyone who wanted to become a pirate would think again and again.
Could they withstand the sharp blades in the Marines' hands?
For now, the results were fairly good.
At the very least, Paradise no longer had pirates appearing.
As for the pirates in the Four Blues, because they feared the Marines' strength, most of them remained within the Four Blues and no longer crossed Reverse Mountain.
Moreover, because the Revolutionary Army had previously overthrown corrupt kingdoms and struck down pirates, the number of pirates in the Four Blues had dropped sharply.
At present, the place with the highest number of pirates in the entire world was the New World.