West of Elbaf.
Gales whipped up the waves. Cannon fire blossomed blood-red in the night sky, its light reflected on the turbulent sea like a colossal beast opening its bloody maw.
"Kill them!!!"
Battle cries shook the heavens. Marine soldiers charged with weapons raised, crossing bloodstained decks to engage the enemy at close quarters.
Sengoku wore his Marine cloak, his eyes cold and stern. Like an immovable stone statue, he stood at the very front of the flagship and surveyed the battlefield.
"Hold these bastards here at all costs!
Not a single enemy ship gets through!"
His voice was low, but carried unquestionable authority.
Beside him, Garp threw back his head and laughed. Terrifying Armament Haki wrapped his fist as he punched, shattering a small warship attempting to break through. Fire mingled with seawater, sending steam billowing into the sky.
"Hahaha!
This old man isn't too old to move yet!"
Garp grinned broadly, though a trace of complicated emotion lurked deep in his eyes.
Cipher Pol assassins darted through the battlefield, agile and ruthless, swiftly cutting down isolated Marine soldiers.
The pirates hired by the World Government were even more savage. Greed shone in their eyes, vicious grins twisting their faces as they swung their weapons and slaughtered everyone on deck.
"Don't let those Neo Marines look down on us!"
A Marine captain roared and fought with all his strength to cut a CP Agent down. Blood coated his blade, and unyielding fury filled his face.
Cannon shells rained from the sky, their explosive shock waves whipping up sheets of flame.
Sengoku's gaze was cold and grim. He knew this battle was not merely about stopping the enemy, but about the Marines' future.
The World Government now controlled the Marines completely. Veterans like them, who had once upheld justice, were