A figure in sandals stepped onto the ice, bringing the still-chaotic battlefield to a halt.
When the companion beside that man shattered Kizaru's laser and personally blocked the magma surging toward Sabo and the other two, the entire battlefield fell silent.
"Red-Hair!"
Seeing the newcomer, Akainu swiftly pulled back. Even someone as unyielding as Akainu could only grit his teeth and remain silent.
After blocking Sakazuki's pursuit, Shanks slowly sheathed his sword and surveyed the battlefield.
With the arrival of this man, the entire battlefield was once again thrown into turmoil, and the heavy, stagnant air seemed to weigh upon everyone's hearts.
"How is this possible? One of the Four Emperors, Red-Hair, has been fighting Kaido in the New World for days. How could he be here!?"
"I never expected him to come here in person!"
The sound of sneakers stepping across the ice was not loud, but their owner was someone no one could ignore.
At that moment, the eyes of the entire battlefield were fixed on the man walking forward step by step.
Then Red-Hair's voice rang across the battlefield.
"If this continues, it will only endlessly increase the losses on both sides. If there are still fools who haven't had enough, come on! We'll keep you company!"
Griffin left its sheath. Though only a few people stood behind Red-Hair, his sheer presence silenced the entire battlefield.
Sengoku also withdrew his Great Buddha Form, silently revealing his stance.
"Leave Whitebeard's funeral to us. Footage of the war has already spread across the world. I will not allow anyone to defile his death again!"
"What are you deciding on your own!? Only by displaying Whitebeard's head can this be called a Marine victory!" Doberman, his face covered in scars and sporting a handlebar mustache, was the first to step