Kizaru slowly pushed up his sunglasses, the lenses reflecting the distant burning flames: "Oh my ~ Sakazuki ~"
His tone remained flippant, but the smile on his lips had vanished. "Even if we intervened, we couldn't stop two Four Emperors ~"
He casually pointed at Kaido and Shanks. "Not to mention there's also a group of terrifying Supernovas over there ~"
Aokiji stood up, leaving a trail of frost on the deck. With his hands in his pockets, his voice was terrifyingly calm: "That's right." His gaze swept over the scarred Marine fleet. "Continuing to fight will only increase needless casualties and change nothing."
Akainu's magma body suddenly erupted with a dazzling red light, and the surrounding air twisted from the high temperature.
But in the end, he slowly reined in his ability—because he knew better than anyone that what Aokiji said was an undeniable fact.
Even with all Three Admirals, facing Kaido, the Red Hair Pirates, and the covetous Supernovas, the chances of victory remained slim.
"Retreat." These two words seemed to drain all the strength from Akainu's body.
His magma fists dropped powerlessly, burning charred pits into the deck. This iron-blooded Admiral, always known for his "Absolute Justice," now seemed to have a hunched back.
Kizaru and Aokiji exchanged glances, both seeing complex emotions in each other's eyes. They knew what this decision meant—not just the failure of this operation, but also a silent defiance by the Marine against the World Government.
As the retreat order was given, the remaining Marine ships began to turn around.
Kaido, carrying hassaikai, let out a victorious roar: "Worororo! A wise choice, candle-lighting boy!"
When the silhouettes of the Marine warships completely disappeared over the horizon,
Yamato finally let out a long breath and joyfully ran towards Kaido, who stood proudly at the cliff's edge.
"Old man, you did it!" She gave a vigorous thumbs-up, her eyes shining with admiration. "I didn't expect them to actually be scared away by you!"
Kaido tilted his head back and took a big gulp of sake, the liquid running down his green-scaled chest.
He wiped his mouth and laughed loudly, his club slamming heavily into the ground, sending up layers of shattered rock: "Worororororo! Those Marine brats have finally gotten smart! If they had waited three more minutes, I would have skewered their warships and roasted them!"
The pirates watching the battle from afar had already erupted into chaos.
The Supernovas looked at each other, Bonney mumbling as she bit her nails: "Two Four Emperors standing side by side, a sight like this is rare in a century..."
Kid's mechanical arm whirred as he clenched his fist: "Tsk, the Marine finally knows what it means to be pragmatic."
"The casualty rate will exceed eighty percent." Hawkins calmly flipped his tarot cards. "Though the Marine Admirals are strong, facing Kaido's Conqueror's Haki and Red Hair's swordsmanship simultaneously..."
The card suddenly split in half, and he silently put away his deck.
On the battlefield, where the smoke had not yet cleared, all eyes suddenly focused on the purple figure walking across the scorched earth.
Zephyr, the New Navy's General, took each step with earth-shaking force. His shattered armor gleamed with the light of blood and fire in the setting sun. The character for "Justice" on his cape, representing the New Navy, though half-burned away by the war, appeared even more weathered and majestic.
"Click—"
Countless pirates suddenly, as if startled awake, raised their phones. The flashes from their cameras in photo mode instantly formed a continuous stream. Such a scene was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
It's sure to go viral!
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