Whitebeard's Terror

"Whitebeard!"

Seeing the coated Moby Dick.

Sengoku immediately understood. The newcomers were the Whitebeard Pirates!

As Fleet Admiral, Sengoku had long arranged a blockade in the waters surrounding Marine Headquarters, intending to weaken part of the Whitebeard Pirates' strength in advance. Yet they had never found any trace of the Whitebeard Pirates.

It turned out Whitebeard had already guessed that Sengoku would set up defenses ahead to weaken part of his forces, so he had devised a countermeasure: using the coated ships' ability to dive and passing beneath the sea to bypass the Marines' first line of defense, arriving directly in Marine Headquarters' inner bay.

As the Moby Dick came to a steady stop.

Thud! Thud! Thud!...

A series of heavy, steady footsteps rang out.

Along with those footsteps, the sea began to churn restlessly, and even the shores of the inner bay started to tremble.

A tall man gradually appeared before everyone. A distinctive white mustache stood out sharply against his weathered face. He gripped an imposing long blade in one hand, while the white cape on his body billowed in the sea breeze.

The man stood straight upon the deck above the Moby Dick's enormous white whale head, his long blade planted heavily upon the ground.

Then.

The man clenched both fists. His entire body slowly bent as he took a stance, then he struck the air with all his might. The atmosphere shattered, immediately unleashing tremors powerful enough to shake the earth.

As though they were truly enduring a violent earthquake, the ground of Marineford actually split open, as did countless buildings.

"Whitebeard! It's Whitebeard!"

"God, what kind of terrifying power is that?"

"Did Whitebeard cause this terrifying force?"

"So terrifying! The ground is splitting apart—we're going to fall!"

Countless Marines caught in the tremors shouted in