"How are the Bomb Rocks coming along?" At Marine Headquarters, during a strategic meeting, Sengoku asked Aokiji, who had been absent for a long time.
"A hundred have already been transported to headquarters. All that's left is loading them on the final day," Aokiji said calmly.
His task had been fairly demanding. With something like Dyna Stone, only he could retrieve it and ensure nothing went wrong along the way.
It was precisely because of these Dyna Stones that the Marines did not fear an attack from the Revolutionary Army, even while at a disadvantage in terms of top-tier combat power.
These Dyna Stones might not have been usable in open combat. The sea changed in an instant, and the Grand Line's weather was like the most vicious shrew in history. Even the Marines could not guarantee that something like Bomb Rock would reach the battlefield safely.
But at the calm Marine Headquarters, Bomb Rocks placed into cannon barrels ahead of time had real combat value.
"What about the clown's preparations?" Sengoku turned to Kizaru and asked.
"He's ready. Ooh, those things flying around really are terrifying," Kizaru said with an obscene-looking grin, putting on an act.
Sengoku nodded lightly. To win this battle, he had long since abandoned any thought of holding back. It was like a struggle over a nation's destiny in later generations. At this point, if the Marines did not crush the Revolutionary Army's momentum, they would have no chance left.
That was why Sengoku gritted his teeth and endured no matter how many demands and problems the Five Elders gave him.
"What about Dr. Vegapunk? How are his weapons coming along?" He turned to Akainu.
Akainu nodded and lit himself a cigar without saying much. Clearly, Vegapunk's side had encountered no problems at all, and