Eve of the Summit War

Time passed like a galloping white horse, and before long, the day of Ace's execution arrived.

Thanks to the Marines' tireless प्रचार, even the most remote corners of the world knew about this war that would determine the future course of the world.

The East Blue, South Blue, West Blue, North Blue, Grand Line, New World, and every island in between—countless people waited eagerly. Every broadcast location had filled with crowds long before the broadcast Image Den Den Mushi began, and fierce arguments erupted before the feed had even started.

The source of the debate was who would emerge as the final victor of this war.

Some supported the Marines, while others supported Whitebeard. Yet no matter how heated their arguments seemed, they could not affect either side of the coming battle in the slightest.

Sabaody Archipelago, RG 13, Shakky's Rip-off Bar.

Rayleigh, the Dark King, now had fewer wrinkles, blackened hair, and a lean, powerful air about him. He was currently inspecting his equipment in the room with a grave expression.

He should have set off long ago, but a day earlier, he had happened to see Cocytus return through a Portal to lend his aid. After learning that a Portal could be opened directly to Marine Headquarters, he abandoned his plans to leave.

There had been many Cipher Pol agents on the island lately, and they had been monitoring his movements. If he suddenly vanished at a time like this, the Marines and the World Government would very likely guess that he intended to head to the coming battlefield as well. They would surely make specific preparations to deal with him.

Therefore, to increase the odds of success, he had often deliberately wandered in front of the Cipher Pol agents lately, all so that the Marines and the