Mod's all-out shot had changed the course of fate from that moment on.
Lafitte descended from the sky, blocking Aokiji's attack for Mod and Sabo.
At that very moment, every nerve in Lafitte's body was cheering.
She had taken a liking to the man behind her.
Lafitte's sudden rescue startled Sabo, while Mod laboriously raised his eyelids and looked toward where Saul was.
Without Observation Haki to assist him, he could only make out two black dots.
And Garp's punch ultimately never landed.
Yasopp's successive sniper shots could at most be considered warnings. They were not enough to make Garp stop.
What truly made Garp stop was Red-Haired Shanks's aggressive Conqueror's Haki.
There was no need to shout for Garp to stop. That powerful aura, scorching his heart like the blazing sun, was enough for Garp to understand Shanks's stance in an instant.
If he killed them here.
Then this place.
Would become a battlefield to the death!
That was Shanks's stance.
"Red-Haired..."
Garp turned sideways and frowned at Shanks as he strode over.
The aura rushing toward him was utterly domineering. With every step Shanks took, dust silently rose into the air.
Even so, it could not have any tangible effect on Garp.
The only thing worthy of Garp's attention was Shanks's stance.
He did not fear Shanks, but he still had to consider the consequences of a death match.
Shanks's arrival also made Aokiji give up the pursuit.
"Arara..."
Aokiji ignored Lafitte, who had blocked the ice shards for Mod and Sabo, and turned sideways to look at the imposing Shanks.
Now that's a big shot...
In that case, they could only stop here.
In an instant, Aokiji saw through the situation.
If they fought to the death here, it would be extremely disadvantageous for both sides.
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