The battle had already completely entered its most intense phase.
Yet this white-hot war was limited to the high-end combatants. The lower-end battlefield had turned entirely into a bizarre scene, with all the pirates running around like headless flies.
Among the Navy and pirate forces, some of the high-end combatants had been defeated, while others were still locked in fierce battles. As for Ace, the protagonist of this war, he was completely surrounded by flames, with no way for anyone to break through.
The pirates who had lost their objective and the Navy soldiers who had lost their leaders had no idea whether they should continue fighting. Some simply gave up and lay down on the ground, while others squatted in corners and smoked.
Others had started wrestling matches. At the very least, they had to get themselves covered in dust, right...
There were pitifully few who were actually fighting, and they were all people with some personal grudge against each other.
After all, if they could avoid fighting, no one wanted to throw their life away for nothing. Once a large-scale war like this began, however many weaklings there were, that was how many would die.
The calmest people on the entire battlefield were probably Wu Biao and the others, sitting on the elevated platform watching the show. Just looking at them was enough to drive people mad. Somehow, they had found some rice crackers and were gathered together, eating as they pointed at the battlefield and discussed it.
"My, aren't you relaxed."
Urahara Kisuke's voice came from behind them. Wu Biao turned to look at him. "Why'd you bring him along too? Don't tell me sparks flew between you two, and you've finally realized you actually like men?"
"What? Mr. Urahara likes men?" Inoue Orihime looked utterly shocked.