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Golden Lion was in a terrible mood.
The aerial fleet he had painstakingly rebuilt had not even had the chance to make his name resound across the seas again before it was taken down by an admiral.
Golden Lion could not accept this outcome.
But that was the reality.
It seemed that everything the old era had once been proud of was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This was not how it should have been.
After lying low for twenty years, he should have announced his return to the entire world on this stage. That would have been the perfect prelude to making the whole world tremble because of him within the following year.
Yet now, Golden Lion had the unpleasant premonition that he was about to become a stepping stone for the new era.
Golden Lion absolutely could not accept an ending like Whitebeard's.
He would bear the name of the old era and destroy every last one of those gears that had begun to turn!
So,
After taking out that group of eyesore elite Marines, Golden Lion charged straight at Kizaru.
He needed a result that could restore his momentum.
That result was—to defeat Kizaru.
After dozens of exchanges, Golden Lion had failed to gain the upper hand, but neither was he being suppressed by Kizaru.
As long as it was not a one-sided battle, Golden Lion was confident he could defeat Kizaru.
However, just as he and Kizaru were fighting fiercely, a sudden gale struck him like a heavy slap.
Not only did it directly disrupt his balance, it also scattered the Lion's Roar he controlled.
Kizaru turned into a beam of light. While avoiding the sudden assault of the gale, he also took advantage of the opening to land a light-speed