A barrage of bullets rained down onto the ice.
The Whitebeard Pirates' crewmen were startled, but each used his own method—some slashed, some blocked—to deflect the incoming bullets one by one.
They were pirates under Whitebeard. How could scattered firepower injure them?
"Who do you think you're looking down on?"
One pirate cleaved through five bullets with his blade, then laughed disdainfully.
If the firepower had been concentrated in one place, even with his strength, he might not have been able to withstand it.
But with the firepower spread out like this, how could it hurt them? At most, it would only slow them down for a while.
Quite a few pirates shared the same thought.
The only thing about this Daytime Fireworks that surprised them was the web of firepower Morde had woven alone.
Other than that, it was nothing special.
"Break through!"
Having easily withstood the barrage from above, the Whitebeard Pirates' crewmen raised their blades and roared.
"Thud—!"
Just as they regrouped for another charge, someone was shot and fell to the ground.
"Hm?"
"Hey, are you all right?"
"Careful, it's Armament Haki..."
The shot pirate collapsed face-first, managing to warn his comrades before losing consciousness.
"Armament Haki?"
Soon, the pirates on Whitebeard's side noticed that bullets coated in Armament Haki were mixed into the barrage pouring down like torrential rain.
"This..."
The pirates were startled at first, then cursed under their breath.
Damn that bastard!
High in the sky,
Morde hovered in the air with Geppo. His arms holding the guns shook out layers of afterimages, making the gunshots ring out without pause.
Under his deliberate control, some bullets coated in Armament Haki shot straight toward Whitebeard at the bow of the Moby Dick.
Sixteenth Division Commander Izou narrowed his eyes.
As a gun expert, he