"Crack, crack..." Accompanied by crisp bursts of sound, the towering wave that had been surging forward with unstoppable force, about to swallow Marine Headquarters whole, froze solid in an instant, as though time itself had frozen with it.
This sudden turn of events struck everyone present like a bolt from the blue, leaving them dumbfounded with shock. The Marines who had been locked in a bloody, inseparable battle with the Whitebeard Pirates were especially stunned, their mouths hanging open in utter disbelief.
At that moment, Moke, who had been watching coldly from afar, could not help but let a faint, imperceptible smile curl across his lips. He lowered his voice and muttered, "Heh heh... Looks like that guy finally couldn't hold himself back any longer."
Though he said that, there was not the slightest hint of excitement or exhilaration on his face. On the contrary, he appeared exceptionally calm and composed, as steady as a mountain.
Just then, his figure flickered, instantly becoming a black shadow. With the speed of lightning and the swiftness of a gale, he shot onto a nearby hill and stood firmly atop it, calmly overlooking the ever-changing battlefield below.
Looking out now, the once turbulent, magnificent sea had already been covered tightly by a thick layer of ice. The entire surface gleamed crystal-clear and flawless white, like a beautiful fantasy kingdom of ice and snow.
The desperadoes of the Whitebeard Pirates, meanwhile, were as delighted and free as fish returning to water. Using the frozen sea beneath their feet, they charged forward at breakneck speed and stormed into the harbor in the blink of an eye.
Faced with such a fierce and unstoppable assault, the Marines were clearly caught off guard and somewhat at a loss;
Fortunately, they were all veterans who had endured countless