Ten enormous warships sailed across the heaving sea. The decks, which should have been busy bombarding Enies Lobby, were now deathly silent.
One Marine after another either knelt or slumped to the ground. Without exception, they all stared upward blankly in despair.
The aura of destruction carried by that pitch-black meteor made their breathing stop. They had already given up any thought of resisting.
Although Vice Admiral Gion's warning had prompted them to change formation and begin spreading out in advance, but...
This was no longer a question of whether it would hit them. As long as that meteor fell, whether it was the violent impact, the terrifying high-temperature wind pressure, or the tsunami-like waves it raised...
Any one of them could easily destroy the warships. They did not possess the strength of those monstrous Vice Admirals; surviving such an impact was almost impossible.
Above them, the five Vice Admirals led by Momousagi stood in the air using Geppo, their expressions incomparably grave.
They had no way to resist a move like this. The only thing they could do was flee the center of its impact as quickly as possible, but...
Looking down at the warships below, they knew that if they left, the Marine elite force formed by those ten warships would have to face that world-destroying impact head-on.
Aside from the ten Rear Admirals and two hundred elite officers ranked Major and above, there was no need to mention what would happen to everyone else.
"Should we retreat?"
Onigumo swept his gaze over everyone. "My Haki is nearly depleted. I imagine the rest of you are much the same."
For a moment, even the five Vice Admirals did not know what to do—self-preservation or defending the justice in their hearts with their lives.
It was not an easy