It Was All a Story Arranged in Advance. At the same time, in the first half of the Grand Line, at Marineford.
After more than ten years under Ross's rule, Marineford had long since ceased to be the World Government's Marine Headquarters, but as the largest branch fortress in the first half, its development still far exceeded anything the world could imagine.
The solemn stone fortress of the past had been replaced by even grander, surreal structures. Docked in the harbor were no longer traditional wooden sailing warships, but steel behemoths filled with a cold metallic texture and the glow of high technology.
However, to Jace, who had been bound tightly in Seastone chains and escorted all the way here, the more he saw of this, the stronger the mockery and resistance in his heart became.
"What, are you planning to turn this place into the stage for my public execution?"
Dragging his heavy steps, Jace looked back with a cold laugh.
"When Pops really comes, aren't you afraid that power of his that can overturn the sea will flatten your gorgeous Marineford?"
"That really is something we have to guard against. That old bastard Whitebeard's Tremor-Tremor Fruit is absolutely no joke..."
Kozuki Momonosuke, walking slightly behind and to the side, instinctively shrank his neck and hurriedly reminded them from nearby.
As a refined egoist who cared only for profit, he did not want the fallout from one execution to affect the bright future he had finally traded for himself.
Hearing that cowardly remark, Hiyori Kozuki, who was walking at the very front, let out a contemptuous sneer.
"What a fantasy."
Hiyori Kozuki walked forward gracefully without even glancing at Jace.
"When Whitebeard truly attacks Marineford, if he can so much as destroy a single blade of grass or tree