Paramount War XII

After several seconds of silence, cries of alarm gradually rose from the broadcasts across the Sabaody Archipelago.

"What are those two doing? They actually dared to attack Whitebeard?"

"No idea, but they look a bit like those Cipher Pol people."

"Hey, what do you mean, 'look like'? I'd say they are! Look at the person beside Whitebeard. Isn't that the wanted criminal who killed a Celestial Dragon on Island One two days ago! I'm telling you, Cipher Pol must have learned those criminals showed up and rushed over to arrest them. But they're underestimating Whitebeard too much. Not only did they send such useless people, they even dared board Whitebeard's ship to make an arrest. Tsk..."

"That makes sense, but brother, are you sure it's okay to say that here?"

The first man to speak looked sympathetically at the person who had just spoken.

This was the Sabaody Archipelago. Cipher Pol agents were everywhere. Saying such things in public was practically asking to die.

The listeners' expressions changed. After stubbornly muttering a few more words, the man lowered his head. He stopped watching the broadcast, made an excuse, and left.

Though Whitebeard had beaten the Cipher Pol agents like dead dogs in the video, he certainly could not do the same. To avoid being settled with afterward, he could not stay on this island any longer.

Island 13.

Inside Shakky's bar.

Rayleigh's eyes widened round as he watched Whitebeard throw that punch.

He was not one of those ignorant small fry outside. As a great pirate who had personally fought Whitebeard many times, he knew exactly how much power lay behind that seemingly unremarkable punch.

Even in his current condition, it was a punch he would not dare take head-on.

"This was Ryan... young man's doing, wasn't it? Just