Red-Haired's side was filled with elite fighters, and they were all in excellent condition.
Therefore.
The final result was.
Red-Haired took Whitebeard's corpse.
Everyone fled, wounded.
But no one died.
The Marines, on the other hand, suffered heavy losses.
Although not many had died in battle.
After all, those with weaker strength had already been stunned by Red-Haired's Haki.
However.
Far too many had been injured!
The Three Admirals, as well as Sengoku and Garp, had all been wounded!
"Damn it!"
Watching Red-Haired's ship gradually disappear, Sengoku couldn't help cursing.
At that moment, a powerful sense of frustration rose in his heart.
He felt that being Fleet Admiral was truly suffocating.
"The Five Elders are a bunch of useless idiots too.
They actually left after Whitebeard's men and the Witness of History had departed.
They even left with them.
They completely ignored Red-Haired. ...
This is really infuriating!"
Sengoku did not order anyone to pursue them, because there was no point anymore.
"Clean up the battlefield!"
Sengoku gave the order, then strode toward the place where the Five Elders were.
He intended to have a proper talk with the Five Elders.
And, while he was at it, resign!
"Sengoku, we already know everything that happened."
Sengoku had just arrived at the Five Elders' room when they slowly began to speak.
"This isn't your fault."
"The enemy was simply too powerful."
"That Witness of History is simply too strange.
There was nothing we could do against him."
"We must find out the details of that Witness of History as soon as possible.
Then eliminate him.
Otherwise, there will be major trouble!"
"In any case, Whitebeard is already dead.
We can put a favorable spin on this matter and spread it.
We can say that our original target was Whitebeard himself."