Holy Land Mary Geoise,
Pangaea Castle,
The Gorosei stood or sat, with hot tea still brewing on the table, making a "gurgling" sound.
"So... Straw Hat appeared in Impel Down?" Saturn Saint calmly looked at the trembling, cautious CP0 beside him.
"Yes, Lord Gorosei!" The CP0, codenamed Falcon, knelt on one knee, lowering his head.
Outside, he was a member of the World Government's highest intelligence agency!
To some extent, he could even be considered a superior organization to the Marine, an existence that could even show disrespect to Sengoku!
But in the Holy Land, he was merely a servant.
The Gorosei in the samurai attire paused his motion of wiping the [First Generation kikoku], a deep, cold glint flickering in his eyes behind his rimless glasses.
"Why is the news so delayed? Do you not take our words to heart?"
"Bang!"
Falcon immediately kowtowed heavily.
"Reporting to Lord Gorosei, because Impel Down is directly managed by Marineford, and the security there is extremely tight! So...!"
Falcon truly had unspeakable difficulties. If it weren't for the great chaos in Impel Down, who would have known that Straw Hat had actually gone to Impel Down.
Satan Saint picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and said, "Get out!"
Falcon was overjoyed and rushed out the door... "Now that we have his whereabouts, it's time for us to act!"
"Want to save his brother? Then let Marineford become his grave!"
"I second that!"
"I second that!"
V. Nusjuro looked at the white-haired Mars Saint.
"You're the fastest, you go first! We'll follow shortly!"
"No problem!"
Mars Saint released a purplish-black demonic aura, mysterious black smoke swirling around his body, while letting out an earth-shattering roar!
Instantly, he transformed into a snake-bodied monster with two wings on its back, a sharp and elongated bird-like beak, and claws that reflected dazzling cold light.
Mythical Yokai — [Itsumaden]
"Crack!"
Itsumaden burst through the mansion's glass, spiraling into the sky under the horrified gaze of the Celestial Dragons in the Holy Land, heading towards the lower world.
"Hmm? What is that old fellow Mars Saint doing??"
In a luxurious mansion, a tall old man with drooping hair, an upward-curling crescent-shaped mustache, sunglasses, and holding a Western-style long sword looked up at the sky in confusion... At the same time, den den mushi around the world lit up frequently, and all affiliated nations could witness an extremely spectacular scene!
Marineford is a crescent-shaped island with a crescent-shaped harbor.
And at this moment, the entire island was covered with Marine Soldier, each with live ammunition.
The execution platform stood tall, with the Marineford flag fluttering behind the headquarters building.
The Shichibukai stood like a solid wall on the outer bay wall.
The tall figures of the Three Admirals seemed to be the Marine's strongest backing.
Fleet Admiral Sengoku stood high on the execution platform, looking down at everyone!
This time, everyone saw the Marine's dominant power and their determination to annihilate the Four Emperors' crew!
"I knew it, how could the Marine lose?"
"No matter how strong the opponent is, it's impossible to break into Marineford!"
Seeing the Marine's strength, most people believed that the Marine would win, and they sincerely hoped for the Marine's victory.
"That's not necessarily true. More than 20 years ago, a legendary great pirate, Shiki, broke into Marineford and destroyed more than half of its buildings. This time... it might be even worse!"
"Don't compare him to other old men, he hasn't aged at all! A year ago, just by looking at that man for a moment, we gave up all hope of living!"
Some pirates who roamed the seas knew of Whitebeard's terror and believed that the victor would surely be the "World's Strongest Man!"
Marineford, execution platform!
As Ace, the fuse of the war, was brought to the execution platform, the world's attention gathered here!
"There's something I want to convey to everyone!" Fleet Admiral Sengoku held a microphone, his face stern.
"Portgas D. Ace, regarding the great significance of this man dying here!... Ace, state your father's name!" Sengoku stood straight, his round glasses emitting a faint golden light.
Ace glanced at him and said in a deep voice, "My old man is Whitebeard!"
"No, that's not right!"
"There's nothing wrong!" Ace roared, his voice trembling slightly, "Only Whitebeard, no one else!"
Clearly, Ace did not want to answer this question.
However, Sengoku didn't care at all, "At that time, we searched with wide eyes... One year and three months after his father's death, an infant inheriting the world's most evil bloodline was born!"
Ace lowered his head, trying his best to avoid the topic. Garp clenched his fists, Roger's entrustment to him echoing in his mind!
Of course, the truth of the matter never changed according to human will. Sengoku faced the bewildered Marine Soldier, Shichibukai, and the multitude of people, his voice as deep as a great bell.
"Your father is... the Pirate King, Gol D. Roger!!"
The surrounding air suddenly solidified. The Marine Soldier present, the reporters surrounding the den den mushi, the lawless pirates, all were so shocked by this explosive information that they became incontinent.
"The Pirate King, Gol D. Roger's...?"
"This is truly big news! Inform headquarters, issue an extra!"
"Fire Fist Ace is actually...!"
People around the world couldn't sit still; who would have thought that the war hadn't even started, and there was already so much information... completely overwhelming!
At the same time, fog rose from the boundless sea!
Within the white fog, dozens of huge ship silhouettes appeared, numbering in the dozens!
"They're... they're here!" The lookout's forehead broke out in cold sweat, becoming flustered.
At the same time, all the strong individuals looked around, undoubtedly searching for the "World's Strongest Man!"
"How terrifying, Whitebeard!" Kizaru's lips moved slightly, and he leaned back, his brown lenses reflecting golden light.
"Gurgle gurgle!"
Bubbles emerged from the inner bay, their speed increasing rapidly.
"Hey, hey, hey, no way!"
"Did they coat their ships and drive them from the seabed into the inner bay?"
Sengoku gritted his teeth. In this first skirmish, he, the "Tactician," had made a misstep.
"Thump... thump... thump!"
His hair was frosty white and fluffy, a scar embedded in his forehead, clad in a white greatcoat, his burly frame leaning on a naginata, his eyes filled with kingly Haki and the vicissitudes of time.
Bounty: 5,046,000,000 Berries — "World's Strongest Man" [Whitebeard] Edward Newgate!
"Gurararara, it's been decades since we last met, Sengoku!... My dear son, are you alright!"
Even in the face of absolute military might, Whitebeard stood proudly.
Only when looking at Ace did his gaze soften, "Ace, you've suffered... Wait for me a little longer, Ace!"
"Old man...!"
Ace's body trembled uncontrollably, he roared, "Why? You clearly stopped me, it was me...!"
As one familiar figure after another appeared before his eyes, Ace could no longer suppress his emotions. He couldn't bear, nor did he wish, for his loved ones to be dragged into a fiery abyss because of him, a bringer of disaster.
"I told you to go. Didn't I, Marco!" Whitebeard's lips curved upwards.
"Yes, I heard it too! You've suffered a lot, Ace!... On this sea, everyone knows what happens if you lay a hand on our comrades!"
Pineapple-headed Marco's murderous gaze swept over the Shichibukai, the Admirals, and... Fleet Admiral Sengoku!
"We will never let go of anyone who harms you, Ace."
"Just wait for me, I'm coming to save you right away!"
"Ah—, kill!"
The pirates' fighting spirit soared. Protected by Whitebeard's flag, even Marineford couldn't make them fear... At the same time, the Gates of Justice!
A warship passed through the last Gates of Justice.
At the bow of the ship sat a red-clad youth, the salty sea breeze rustling his clothes and hair.
His black and red pupils stared intently, as if they could cross space to see the true battlefield!
"Although I don't know who opened the Gates of Justice, we're finally almost there... Marineford!"
Sabo leaped beside Luffy, quietly looking into the distance, seeking a moment of peace.
There was nothing he could do. Ever since Buggy unleashed his "King's Haki," the entire warship had been noisy.
Things like "Long live Buggy!", "Lord Buggy is like a god!"—anything absurd went, as if the protagonist had activated a [Intelligence-Lowering Aura]!
Luffy contentedly stared at the green gas in the system space, 'Now, only you are left, Ace!'
The Gorosei in the samurai attire paused his motion of wiping the [First Generation kikoku], a deep, cold glint flickering in his eyes behind his rimless glasses.