Below the Execution Platform, Luo Ya stood atop a pile of corpses, radiating killing intent as he held a dripping bloodstained blade and oversaw the battle!
He knew he was needed on the main battlefield, but if he did not keep watch here, the loose discipline and weak resolve of Loguetown's Marines could very well lead to a complete rout.
If they wanted to wipe out the Arlong Pirates completely, no one could retreat. Even if they had to pile up bodies, they would bury the Arlong Pirates beneath them!
"Siro has been killed!"
Murak and his trusted subordinates were also fleeing the battlefield. When they reached the rear, they saw Luo Ya kill Siro.
His icy gaze fixed upon them.
Murak stopped in horror, a thought rising in his heart: if they took even one more step forward, Luo Ya would definitely kill them!
Behind them were the brutal Arlong Pirates; ahead was the cold-blooded Luo Ya overseeing the battle. Either side was as terrifying as the Grim Reaper.
The desire to survive drove Murak mad. He roared furiously, "Luo Ya, who gave you the right to kill your fellow Marines?!"
"I gave it to myself."
Luo Ya raised his blade and pointed it at Murak, issuing an unquestionable command in a cold voice.
"We are Marines. When facing evil, there is no room for retreat."
"I'll give you ten seconds!"
"Either fight Arlong!"
"Or die!"
The moment his words fell—
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!!!
The surrounding streets exploded one after another!
Murak instinctively looked around and discovered in terror that every street leading out had exploded, with heaps of rubble blocking all avenues of escape.
There was nowhere to run!
"Ten, nine, eight."
Luo Ya counted down calmly, carrying his bloody blade as he walked toward them. If they