Marineford was exceptionally quiet at this moment.
Including Kong, the remaining small portion of the Celestial Dragons' faction had surrendered.
Even the remaining few God's Knights had done so.
The pirates' slaughter had long since come to an end as well.
Sengoku had people clear out an open space at the edge of Marineford Plaza.
At this time, Marco, Ace, and the others led the remaining pirates resting in that open area.
Of the nearly one hundred thousand pirates who had come, fewer than twenty thousand remained.
Yet in truth, only thirty thousand had been lost in the close combat against the Marines and the subsequent mutual slaughter.
The real bulk of the casualties had come from Zhu Mang's several casual attacks...
Everyone silently awaited the outcome of the battle over there.
Only when the aftershocks of that battle spread over did they cause a stir, which soon subsided again.
Even as the surrounding glaciers continuously collapsed, they had no time to pay them much attention so long as they were not falling on their heads.
At this moment, they seemed to understand the feelings of the people from various nations who had followed the battle at Marineford through Visual Den Den Mushi.
The difference was that...
The people of those nations had mainly cared whether the Marines and the World Government could win.
But the Marines now cared whether the immensely powerful man who intended to lead them in overthrowing the Celestial Dragons' evil rule could truly overthrow the World Government!
Under such circumstances, that scream sounded especially "piercing."
"Who?"
"Who's there?!"
The Marines who heard the scream all rose to their feet.
Kizaru narrowed his eyes, and his lazy expression turned serious.
Though he was laid-back, he still cared deeply about the Marines. After all, he had spent