A crimson heat wave descended from the sky.
Billowing black smoke, accompanied by the pungent stench of sulfur, swiftly filled the entire ice field.
Sakazuki plunged straight down from midair.
His entire right arm had transformed into roiling, scorching magma.
"You reckless fools who dared invade Marineford, I'll burn every last one of you to ash!"
Sakazuki roared.
The mass of magma swelled rapidly in midair, its diameter exceeding thirty meters in the blink of an eye.
"Great Eruption!"
The enormous magma fist blotted out the sky as it hurtled straight toward the assault team, carrying searing heat.
The air along its path crackled with scorched explosions.
The thick ice could not withstand such heat, and great sheets melted directly into rising white vapor.
As white mist rose, steam obscured the view in every direction.
At the artillery positions, Zhao Hai held his binoculars and nearly laughed aloud.
"Admiral Sakazuki really does flare up at the slightest spark."
The second battalion commander wiped the sweat from his forehead, leaned closer, and asked quietly.
"Sir, will Admiral Akainu's punch burn those people in black armor out of existence?"
"Burn them out of existence?"
Zhao Hai curled his lip.
"Just watch. All those big shots at headquarters are going to lose face today."
At the center of the battlefield, Qian Ye stood in the middle of the group, while Bullet stood laughing at the front, his arms folded across his chest, showing no intention of making a move.
Hatake Sakumo took a step forward.
His expression remained composed as he grasped the black hilt at his waist with one hand.
"Commander Qian Ye instructed us to open a path as soon as possible."
Sakumo murmured to himself.
His gaze abruptly sharpened.
Jet-black Armament Haki surged from his palm, swiftly coating the entire