At the music troupe's camp, the fierce battle erupted in full.
Darkness surged beneath Teach's feet, while tremors gathered in his right fist. The air crackled like shattering glass.
Shanks stood opposite him, Griffin angled toward the ground.
Black-red Conqueror's Haki Coating wrapped around the blade, each pulse like thunder exploding through the air.
Their auras collided, making the entire camp tremble.
The stage ruins shook and rolled without end as the ground split open layer by layer.
The performance venue, bustling and brightly lit just moments ago, had become a battlefield for Emperor Class fighters in the blink of an eye.
Meanwhile, in the distant waters.
A Marine warship cleaved through the waves, rapidly approaching the island.
At its bow stood a tall, slender figure before the railing.
He wore a yellow-striped suit, his cape billowing in the wind.
It was Marine Headquarters Admiral Kizaru Borsalino.
His adjutant stood behind him, his expression grave.
"Admiral, fighting has already broken out on the island."
"It has been confirmed that Red-Hair Shanks and Blackbeard Teach are the combatants."
Kizaru adjusted his sunglasses, his tone as leisurely as ever.
"My, my..."
"That really is a terrifying combination~"
The adjutant hesitated. "Are we joining the battle?"
Kizaru watched the black-red lightning continuously erupting in the distance, the corner of his mouth curling slightly.
"Rock's orders to me weren't to arrest them."
"They were to protect the civilians."
The adjutant froze.
Kizaru lazily raised a finger.
"Once an Emperor Class battle is unleashed..."
"The ordinary people nearby won't even have a chance to run."
"So..."
His figure flashed, and he instantly transformed into golden light, vanishing from the bow.
The next moment.
Ahead of the music troupe's evacuation route, dazzling golden light abruptly gathered. Kizaru appeared before the crowd with both hands in his