"If Kaido truly lost to the Demon King,
then we must hurry there.
Otherwise, once his injuries heal, he'll be even harder to deal with."
Sengoku did not agree to Ryokugyu's volunteered offer.
In his view, even if Demon King Ye Zhuo had been wounded after fighting Kaido,
he was still not someone a mere Ryokugyu Aramaki could compare to.
That was a man who had defeated two Admirals at their peak.
That strength alone proved Ye Zhuo stood above the Emperors of the Sea.
He was an absolute legend among legends.
Ryokugyu wanted to ambush Ye Zhuo while he was injured?
Did he have the strength for that?
Still, Sengoku kept those thoughts to himself.
This was a time when they needed every capable hand.
As Fleet Admiral of Marine Headquarters, he could not crush the spirit of one of the Marines' greatest fighting forces.
"Do not go.
Demon King Ye Zhuo
is exceedingly cruel."
Fujitora Issho spoke as calmly as still water.
In his eyes, the youthful Ye Zhuo was undoubtedly the strongest man in the world.
As a new Admiral, Ryokugyu ought to know his limits. To deal with Ye Zhuo,
even a severely injured Ye Zhuo would require at least two Admirals.
"He's cruel? Am I not cruel too? Awooo!"
Ryokugyu Aramaki bared his fangs and brandished his claws.
Yet no one was willing to spare him another glance.
At this moment,
everyone before the live broadcast waited with bated breath.
Meanwhile, Marine Warships accelerated from the Grand Line toward the New World.
"Hey, did that big idiot with blood-red skin just go challenge the Demon King?"
"How ridiculous. Looking at him, could he possibly be the Demon King's opponent?"
"I'm more curious about who will appear next."
The eyes of the entire world were