In the blink of an eye, several days had passed.
In a small bay of the Sabaody Archipelago, Ren was still watching the Visual Den Den Mushi.
After days of slaughter, the sea had been dyed red. Yet Qing Zhi kept freezing its surface, providing a battlefield for the war.
No one knew how many severed limbs or bodies lay trapped in the ice. Blood and bones covered its surface, only to be trampled into pulp as the fighting raged on. The heat of that gore and the warmth of the blood had melted much of Qing Zhi's ice.
So Qing Zhi kept freezing it, until the battlefield became a sheet of blood-red ice.
In just a few days, the World Government had committed nearly six million troops. The Marines had done the same, continually bringing forces in from the First Half of the Grand Line. Their numbers had likely reached six million too.
With so many troops, Rayleigh's Crew should have run out of fighters long ago. Yet they kept sending an endless stream of pirates into the fray.
As more officers joined the battle, the war grew even more horrifying. The stench of blood seemed ready to spread across half the New World.
Ren watched the scene before him. "What a brutal war. In just a few days, at least three million must have died. Three million lives, buried in the sea just like that. It's no surprise the World Government and the Marines have so many soldiers, but where did Rayleigh's Crew find this many people?"
It was only natural for the Marines and the World Government to have vast armies. They had legitimate military forces to begin with. But where had Rayleigh's Crew gotten so many fighters?
Robin had watched for days as well. Her initial