He summoned Eternal Night.
Without any surprises, the battle ended the moment it began.
My captain was the undisputed strongest.
Brook's slender finger bones held a pen as he wrote these words on the final line of the book.
Then.
He slowly closed the book and, along with everyone around him, turned his gaze toward the battlefield.
On the flat crimson earth, a gap more than five hundred meters in diameter had been "bitten" out by shadows.
A huge shadow sphere floated above the gap, ink-like radiance constantly swirling across its surface.
That was Haki condensed to the point of becoming tangible, radiating a suffocating aura.
All the challengers, including the leader of the Revolutionary Army, were trapped inside that enormous shadow sphere.
From the shadow sphere's appearance to the moment every challenger was trapped inside, not a single conspicuous disturbance had occurred.
It was like the silent Night Color, so dark that nothing could be seen.
There was no sound, nor any movement.
Could the people trapped inside the shadow sphere have simply not resisted?
Or had their resistance been completely ineffective?
Everything about it seemed bizarre.
Yet Maud, the instigator of it all, had already sheathed Shusui.
Did this mean that Maud, who had summoned Eternal Night, believed the battle was already over?
Observation Haki could not penetrate the shadow sphere, so the people watching outside the battlefield could not confirm it.
Only Brook, as if he had known the future, had already written the outcome of the battle in the biography he was writing for Maud.
Perhaps it was because he had absolute faith in his captain. Perhaps it was because the deeds recorded in a book could be revised according to one's wishes, just like history itself.
In any case—
How could they determine whether the