"That's!!!"
"How could this be happening!!!?"
Everyone was shrouded in shadow, and when they looked up at the sky, they were horrified to discover...
Countless islands were plummeting toward Marineford!!!
Some of the older Marines watched this disaster-like scene, and memories immediately surged into their minds.
That had happened over thirty years ago.
Marineford had once suffered a catastrophe like this!!!
"You are...!!!"
Sengoku looked up at the sky, his eyes bloodshot. Amid the countless falling islands stood a man with swords for legs, gazing down upon all others.
"Shiki!!! You bastard!!!"
"It's been thirty years, hasn't it, Sengoku!!!"
Even Whitebeard gritted his teeth at the sight.
"Trying to crush my beloved sons to death? I won't allow it!!!"
With so many islands crashing toward Marineford, countless pirates and Marines alike would inevitably die or be wounded on a battlefield where the rank and file made up the overwhelming majority.
"Hey, hey, hey, the show hasn't even begun yet. How can you crush all the audience to death first???"
Facing a catastrophe far more outrageous than a meteor shower, Austin flicked away his cigarette ash, impatience appearing on his face.
Joining forces to attack Marine Headquarters?
How many years ago had that old story been?
He no longer needed battle to temper himself.
His strength had already reached a point where it could no longer advance. At least for now, Austin could find no room for improvement.
Perhaps if he found more entertainment, his Conqueror's Haki would grow somewhat?
Amid the uproar and howling wind, Austin raised his head toward the overwhelmingly oppressive cluster of islands.
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"That's Lord Saint Austin! What is he trying to do!!!"
"Could he be trying to stop the islands from falling? Even the Admirals can't block something like this perfectly!!!"
"Even for