On this day, people from all around the world watched the big screen, observing Ace kneeling on the execution platform. Garp, standing by, felt his heart being torn apart.
Ace was his grandson, but due to his position in the Navy, Garp was powerless to intervene.
He could only hope that Whitebeard would successfully rescue Ace.
Ace's identity was too special; Sengoku knew this, and given Sengoku's personality, there was no way he would let Ace go.
At the highest level, the four Admirals sat in their positions.
Aside from Akainu and Kuzan, the other two were the recently recruited Admirals—Fujitora and Green Bull.
Their strength had been unanimously recognized by the Navy; they possessed the power of an Admiral.
The Navy's four Admirals!
And the Seven Warlords of the Sea.
Would Whitebeard be able to rescue his son from the Navy's grasp and escape successfully?
"Fire Fist Ace, tell the world who is your father?!" Sengoku shouted into the microphone.
"Whitebeard."
"No!"
"My father is Whitebeard!"
"No one expected that the bloodline of evil still exists in the world."
"Your father is not Whitebeard. Fire Fist Ace's father is Gol D. Roger!"
Everyone watching the live broadcast, including the Navy present, fell into stunned silence upon hearing this shocking news.
"Is this a lie?!"
"The bloodline of the Pirate King! It still continues!"
"That guy actually deceived us all. Fire Fist Ace is Roger's son!"
People were incredulous; the evil bloodline of the Pirate King still persisted, and Fire Fist Ace could not be allowed to live!
"Fleet Admiral Sengoku! We haven't detected the Whitebeard Pirates' fleet."
"Report, Fleet Admiral. There's no sign of the Whitebeard Pirates in the surrounding sea."
Sengoku's brows furrowed, a sense of foreboding growing in his heart.
Suddenly, bubbles began to rise from the sea, and Sengoku's face darkened.
The Whitebeard Pirates were coming from below. The Whitebeard Pirates, along with their affiliated pirate crews and division commanders, had all appeared.
Boom! Boom!
A massive water curtain fell in the front, and Moby Dick emerged from the sea.
The heavy footsteps echoed like a heartbeat. Whitebeard slowly walked out, grinning: "Gurararara, Sengoku, is my precious son alright?"
"Whitebeard."
Sengoku's expression was more serious than ever.
The strongest man in the world, his power capable of destroying the world.
Many Marine officers swallowed nervously, feeling a shiver of fear even from a distance, gazing at Whitebeard's imposing figure.
"The strongest man in the world, I wonder how he compares to Ryujiro."
Boa Hancock murmured to herself, watching Whitebeard.
Ryujiro was undoubtedly the most powerful; even Whitebeard could not defeat Kaido so easily.
The title of the strongest man on the sea had long been claimed by someone else.
"Pops!"
Ace looked at his comrades with tears in his eyes, feeling immense guilt.
"Ace! We've come to get you!"
The Whitebeard Pirates faced the Navy without any fear. They believed in their father and knew he would lead them to rescue Ace.
"Damn Whitebeard Pirates!"
The Navy gritted their teeth. Despite being at their headquarters, they were faced with the arrogance of the pirates, their morale rising.
Is this the allure of that man?
Whitebeard clenched his fists, and a milky white transparent aura appeared around his fists. He struck the atmosphere with a punch.
"Crack—Crack—"
The atmosphere cracked like a glass mirror, and suddenly the entire Marine Headquarters began to shake. All the Navy officers felt the disturbance beneath their feet.
At the same time, a tsunami capable of engulfing the Marine Headquarters surged on both sides, as if it would swallow Marineford.
"Swish—!"
The figure of Kuzan, sitting high up, suddenly vanished. He appeared in the middle of the tsunami, his hand creating fine ice shards that slowly froze the tsunami.
Ice Age!
"Admiral Kuzan!"
The Navy officers cheered loudly, their spirits rising as they saw Kuzan in action.
"Ice brat."
Whitebeard snorted coldly, looking displeased at Kuzan.
Kuzan's sides conjured two long spears of ice, flying towards Whitebeard.
Whitebeard's lips curled, and he punched the atmosphere again. Cracks spread across the atmosphere.
The shockwave from the punch shattered Kuzan's spears, causing him to fall into the sea. Kuzan then reformed his ice hands, touching the sea surface and gradually freezing it into an icy land.
With a solid footing, the division commanders on Whitebeard's ship joined the battle, and the pirates clashed fiercely with the Navy.
Gunfire, screams, and blood spilled over the ice; every war was brutal.
"Charge! Save Ace!"
On the execution platform, Ace watched his comrades fight and slaughter the Navy to save him. His body trembled, and tears welled up at the corners of his eyes.
"Everyone…"
Smoker, after kicking a pirate away, looked seriously at the division commanders of the Whitebeard Pirates: "Those division commanders are indeed valiant fighters."
"Hey! Daz Bonez, stay by my side!"
"Yes! Mr. Smoker!"
Daz Bonez pushed up his glasses, watching the fifth division commander of the Whitebeard Pirates, who fought with an elegant sword style akin to a waltz.
Vista, the flower sword, a powerful swordsman. If he weren't a pirate, Daz Bonez might have enjoyed discussing swordsmanship with Vista.
"Damn, the division commanders of the Whitebeard Pirates are really strong."
Doflamingo, with his conspicuous attire, grinned savagely.
At that moment, Mihawk's sharp eyes stared into the distance, his sword's sharp voice resonating through the air.
Doflamingo, Boa Hancock, and even the Navy were all astonished, watching Mihawk.
Mihawk, the former world's greatest swordsman, was he about to make a move?
Gulp!
Many Navy personnel swallowed nervously. Sengoku's gaze was grave as he watched Mihawk.
Mihawk's action was unexpected; without a doubt, among the Seven Warlords, Mihawk was the most powerful.
"I just want to see how much of a gap there is between me and that man."
Mihawk slowly drew his black sword, Yoru, his eyes locked on Whitebeard.
His arm slightly raised, he swung his sword.
A green slash erupted with immense power, cutting through the ice layer, leaving clear trenches wherever the sword energy passed.
An unbeatable slash surged toward Whitebeard.
Suddenly, a figure leaped out from Moby Dick.
Under everyone's gaze, Jozu intercepted Mihawk's slash, stomping heavily and letting out a deep roar, hurling the slash into the sky.
Diamond Jozu! Third division commander of the Whitebeard Pirates.
Indeed, the members of the Whitebeard Pirates were like monsters.
As the battle continued, it entered a fever pitch.
With the addition of another Admiral, the Navy appeared to be handling the Yonko Pirates more easily, but Sengoku dared not relax his vigilance.
At that moment, the previously clear sky suddenly flashed with dazzling lightning. Sengoku's face changed drastically upon hearing the thunder.
The ominous premonition grew heavier.
A shadowy ship appeared among the clouds.
Sengoku's eyes contracted sharply.
Damn it! How did they get here!
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