The sudden appearance of a gravitational field stopped Brown in his tracks.
Who else could manipulate gravity besides Fujitora?
Brown's face flushed red, veins bulging on his forehead.
He glared at Fujitora, who was walking toward them, his face full of unwillingness.
He only needed to move one more meter forward to use his Armament Haki-wreathed blade to sever Maud's life.
But the gravitational field Fujitora had concentrated around him pressed down so hard that no matter how much strength Brown used, he couldn't take another step forward.
Tap, tap—
Fujitora leaned on his cane and walked at a steady pace, knocking it against the ground with every step.
The many Marines present soon noticed Fujitora's arrival.
"Admiral Fujitora...!!!"
"Why is he here?"
They widened their eyes, utterly astonished by Fujitora's arrival.
They hadn't even managed to correct their instinctive form of address in time.
Because of Fujitora's arrival, the melee gradually died down.
The two sides, who held opposing views, watched Fujitora with different expressions.
Tap, tap—
Before long, the only sound left in the area was Fujitora's cane striking the ground.
Yet Brown still hadn't given up on breaking through the gravitational field. He wanted to kill Maud right here.
He firmly believed that the turmoil and chaos of the past few years had all been caused by Maud.
It was Maud who had single-handedly led this era into chaos.
And it was Maud who had caused so many of his comrades to die...
Now that he clearly had a chance to eliminate this scourge directly, his comrades, who should have stood on the same side as him, were instead stopping him.
Brown felt as if he were going mad.
He truly didn't understand.
Why? Why protect such a scourge, such a monster?!
"Ah!!!"
Brown roared.
His eyes