Compared to someone else, he realized he was ridiculously weak

"Ice Age."

A bone-chilling cold erupted, freezing the tsunami that had once again blocked out the light.

But it wasn't over yet. Aokiji had frozen the sea, but he hadn't frozen the hurricane or lightning.

"Yasakani no Magatama."

Like a miniature sun, Borsalino appeared in midair with blood at the corner of his mouth, transforming into a glowing cross. Endless beams of light shot into the sky, forcefully piercing the thunderclouds that covered the heavens.

But even that wasn't enough. The rampaging weather was still as fierce as a tiger.

In the face of this natural disaster, human strength seemed insignificant.

"Meteor Volcano."

At this critical moment, Sakazuki joined the fight, using overwhelming force head-on to break through the storm.

Then she looked down at the area beneath the execution platform.

Southern Bright God and Ryokugyu, seated among the Admirals, had remained completely still.

It was a powerful deterrent.

"Damn Logia users!"

"Die!"

On the plaza, several Revolutionary Army officers were sent flying by the smoke. They quickly scrambled back to their feet and looked at Smoker, who was floating in midair opposite them. One of them aimed the rocket launcher on his shoulder and fired.

BOOM!

The pungent smell of gunpowder spread. Smoker re-formed, completely unharmed, with three cigars in his mouth. The way he smoked was downright intimidating—most people wouldn't be able to pull it off.

He could give himself lung cancer in no time.

A year ago,

he and Hina had been among those protected by Tsuru, Zephyr, and the others. Otherwise, they would have been dead long ago.

He had been lucky enough to have Elementalization.

Without Zephyr and the others protecting Hina and the rest, they would never have survived.

"Today, you Revolutionary Army scum will be buried here."

"Hmph. Not necessarily."

"Kill him!"

"Open