Floating Island Crashes Down-Garp, What Are You Showing Off For?

When Golden Lion saw the terror and urgency on Sengoku's face, he immediately threw back his head and laughed. "Hahaha! Sengoku, your Marines no longer have any Admiral-level strength. You can be buried with me!"

Faced with Golden Lion's wild laughter, Sengoku gritted his teeth in hatred. He wanted nothing more than to cut Golden Lion down right then and there.

Golden Lion did not forget to taunt him. "Sengoku, I think you should let me go. Maybe then I'll move that Floating Island and save your worthless lives."

Sengoku was so enraged by Golden Lion that he raised his fist and punched him squarely in the face. Golden Lion flew away like a lump of meat, crashing to the ground with blood all over his face.

Yet Golden Lion still laughed without stopping. "Hahaha! Sengoku, you're getting desperate. I advise you to let me go, or I'll make all of Marineford die with me!"

Golden Lion was not wrong. Even setting aside the impact of such a massive Floating Island crashing down, it could still destroy half of Marineford.

"Golden Lion, you beast!"

Sengoku was furious. He understood that the situation was even more dangerous than before. With Mu Chen's help, the giant beasts had already been wiped out, and the Marines at the harbor had won a crushing victory. The pirates had either been killed or captured. The only crisis left was the Floating Island falling from the sky.

Just as Sengoku was about to curse Golden Lion again, Sakazuki walked over. His face was filled with rage, his fists clenched as magma dripped onto the ground from time to time, sending up smoke.

"Golden Lion, death is too good for you! It's just a Floating Island—blow it up!"

Sengoku looked at Sakazuki's serious expression, but he knew