The four of them looked at each other again and finally nodded at each other.
"Let that Figarland kid bring the God's Knights back!"
"I need to tell that stinky bird to keep its mouth shut this time. If it talks nonsense, the consequences won't be something it can handle!"
"Also, let's call the Marine Headquarters!"
"Let's find out how the public execution went."
As the four of them discussed their options, they finally decided on their next move and determined how to bypass the Umbrella Corporation detail.
For the Umbrella Corporation, this was undoubtedly a relief.
"Only…
None of the four said anything more. They all turned their heads and looked out the window at the still-unrecovered sky.
The four elders, gazing at the sky over the West Blue, fell silent once more.
At this moment, they recalled the light from before, and a sentence involuntarily popped into their minds: Isn't this... a threat?
...
At the same moment, on the West Blue.
"Mr. Ian, although you are my employer, I don't mind you lying naked on top of me, but as a woman..."
Gerd, who transformed into a pink dragon, turned her head and looked at Ian, who was lying motionless on her back. Her face had a playful and teasing smile on it. "I still have to ask if you need me to find you some clothes?"
Ian: "..."
Looking at the dragon's face that was leaning closer and its huge eyes that seemed to be shining, even though he was already a father of two, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed and said irritably, "You can just turn your head away."
Without paying any more attention to Gerd's chuckle, he shouted at Enel, who was gloating beside him: "Get me some clothes!"
At this moment, his body had returned to its original state, shrinking back to a height of about three meters, and the light and solar fire on his body had disappeared.
However, the clothes that had been torn due to his swollen body had not been repaired, and the sunfire armor that had been wrapped around his body was also gone, so he was now practically naked.
Therefore, Gerd wasn't wrong; he was indeed lying naked on top of someone, except that the other party's body was now a huge pink dragon.
Ian took the clothes Enel handed him, which Enel had found somewhere, and put them on casually. He didn't get off, but after glancing at the ruins of Ohara and the shattered island in the distance, he remained lying on Gerd's back.
The rest of the God's Knights had disappeared somewhere, and of course, Ian didn't want to fight, nor did he have the strength to.
He had used up all the remaining light on Ohara, and it was past noon. He figured he wouldn't be able to kill those immortals even if he continued fighting, so he decided not to waste his energy.
And with this series of buffs stacked, he's now covered in injuries and completely immobilized.
If it's not for the sunlight, he might have actually needed Kuma and Law to resuscitate him.
So, for now, just lie on Gerd's back and quietly soak up!
Of course, the power he gained from stacking buffs this time was somewhat beyond his expectations. Although he had to force it in and his body could barely withstand it, the effect was... truly amazing!
However, the cost was equally high. The painstakingly built Ohara was completely destroyed, and the entire island became a ruin, riddled with cracks and craters, even worse than when Ohara was destroyed in the first place.
If the sun hadn't risen, and all the light storage tanks on the island had been destroyed, they would have been probably… doomed.
The cost was high, but the rewards were also great.
That power... It's truly mesmerizing!
Unfortunately, this kind of battle yields absolutely no rewards!
Those Five Elders didn't even bring any money with them.
Ian shook his head with a sigh, but quickly composed himself and basked in the sun while staring directly at the dazzling sunlight, his mind replaying the feeling from that moment.
Only after feeling a little better did he let out a sigh of relief. Then, as if remembering something, his eyes narrowed slightly. "Speaking of which, how's the situation in Marineford?"
They actually dared to launch a sneak attack; it's time to settle the score!
...
Meanwhile, at the Marine Headquarters, Marineford.
The Marine Headquarters has not yet received any information about the situation at Ohara.
Or rather... Although the Marine Headquarters is also somewhat concerned about the situation at Ohara, what is more important right now is... the upcoming public execution.
As time passed and it approached noon, Marshall D. Teach, the protagonist of this story, was escorted to Marineford.
Despite the attack at Impel Down, the group that sneaked in ultimately failed to rescue Marshall D. Teach.
This also relieved Sengoku.
The public execution proceeded as planned.
At this moment, Sengoku ignored the still wailing Teach.
Looking at the midday sun, without hesitation, and with a cold yet authoritative tone, he issued the final order: "Public execution... Begin!"
When the order was given, all the marines on Marineford froze, and Marshall D. Teach's face stiffened, his pleading expression turning into despair.
At this moment, he stopped wailing.
He knew... His fate had finally arrived.
Even though he didn't want to accept this fate, and he always believed that this era belonged to him, he now had no choice but to accept the reality.
At that moment, for some reason, the image of Gol D. Roger being publicly executed flashed through his mind.
Suddenly, the despair on his face lessened considerably, and he, being shaken from both sides, revealed a crazed expression, throwing his head back and laughing wildly: "Zehahaha!"
Having been captured for many days, only now did he let out his most exhilarating laughter with a ferocious grin on his face.
Staring at the camera-like Den Den Mushi pointing at him, he took a deep breath and roared at the vast ocean: "A man's dreams will never end! Remember this, I am Marshall... D..."
However, before he could finish speaking, suddenly…
"Gu ra ra ra ra!
A unique yet familiar laugh echoed throughout Marineford, instantly breaking the previously somber atmosphere.
The Whitebeard Pirates... Are here!
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