The shadows Maud had distributed significantly boosted the strength of everyone in the Maud Pirates. In a single exchange, they caught the Marines completely off guard.
It took only a few breaths.
The Maud Pirates tore enormous gaps through the Marines' formation.
This sudden, astonishing surge in combat power made the pirates on the same side turn their heads, utterly shocked.
The situation on the battlefield changed accordingly.
At the edge of the battle zone.
Maud calmly watched the changes brought about by the shadows.
The use of a single ability had drastically affected the course of the war.
The unique potential of the Paramecia type had truly been brought out to the fullest by Maud.
Had the Shadow-Shadow Fruit made Maud the powerhouse he was now, or had Maud given the Shadow-Shadow Fruit its value?
Both were true.
"Uncle Fujitora, it's still not too late to surrender."
Maud turned his gaze toward Fujitora, who had come within range.
As long as Maud remained on the battlefield, the Marine Admirals' power, which the Marines relied upon, could only be restrained by him, unable to display its proper combat value.
"There is no road left to retreat upon."
Fujitora sighed. A surge of purple energy spread from his right hand as it gripped the hilt of his sword.
Maud knew the Marines must have received a death order from the World Government.
In terms of their stance, they were the same as the other forces: succeed or die...
He glanced at the gravitational energy emanating from Fujitora's palm and said calmly:
"Those bound by an utterly inflexible 'order' are pitiful in a way I can't explain. When all is said and done, you had no need to cut off your own escape route."
If the Marines surrendered and withdrew, Maud naturally