"Oh, giving up the rear battlefield so soon?"
What Sengoku had roared
was already within Roy's expectations.
As the Fleet Admiral of the Marines, Roy had never doubted Sengoku's courage.
Abandoning the rear battlefield meant that Sengoku had chosen the most practical option. Just as he had said, buildings could be rebuilt after being destroyed.
Likewise, even if Marineford sank, the Marines had more than enough ability to construct another Marine Headquarters on the original site.
At the same time, through the Den Den Mushi broadcast, Kizaru's heroic image spread across the world, bringing immense joy to civilians who had been kneeling in prayer, believing that the world was about to end.
Under the cover of the Pacifistas, many Marine soldiers throughout Marineford had already retreated to the outskirts of the battlefield across the ice surface frozen by Aokiji.
"Everyone, retreat with the Marines right now! The Marines' top fighters are about to make their move. If you want to live, run for the shore!"
Golden Lion, who had also struggled free, swept both hands through the air. Vast amounts of bricks and rubble from the buildings rose from the ground, forming two lion heads that lunged straight at Kizaru.
Golden light formed a gleaming suit of armor around Kizaru's body as he drew a massive sword of light forward with both hands.
"Great Eruption!"
"Big Brother King!"
A massive fire dragon shot from the blade, rushing toward Kizaru's vital point like molten lava.
"My, the young people these days really do have terrible tempers! Didn't I just say one thing?"
Just as King attacked,
dazzling light and immense energy fluctuations suddenly erupted in the sky.
"If those lasers aren't stopped, both the Beasts Pirates and our Golden Lion Pirates will be finished."
The Marine soldiers who had been locked