"W-What..."
The sight shook Kizaru to his core. Admiral Fujitora had died right before his eyes, yet even after witnessing it himself, he could hardly believe it. Kizaru stood on the warship's deck like a statue, motionless for a long time. The outcome was simply too hard to accept.
Kizaru had weathered countless storms, and little could frighten him. But Fujitora's death still seemed impossible. It was even more shocking than what had happened to Sentomaru.
At last, Kizaru came back to himself and swept his gaze across the shore. Corpses and blood covered the ground. The Marines sent here had all been elite troops, yet they had been wiped out. Meanwhile, Hawk-Eye, Buggy, Weevil, and Tyrant Kuma—the Shichibukai summoned to help—had all survived.
The plan had been to make the Shichibukai fight and wear down one another's strength. Kongming's strategy had made sense, but the Marines had all died instead. Worse, one of the Shichibukai who had just been helping them had turned on them. Weevil was the clearest example, and he bore a great deal of responsibility for Fujitora's death.
Miss Bakkin glanced at Kizaru and stamped her feet in panic. "We're done for. Kizaru saw everything. If he hadn't come, no one would know my son betrayed the Marines. Now we're in trouble!"
Kizaru soon found Sentomaru's body among the dead. It had long since gone cold. Tears glistened in Kizaru's eyes, and he seemed to age all at once. Sentomaru's death filled him with fury, anger surging inside him like an erupting volcano. But the moment he raised his head, he deflated.
Ye Chen was coming toward him with Sabo, Weevil, Hancock, Lucci, Trafalgar Law, and the others. They surrounded him, and before Kizaru could speak, Ye Chen said, "I killed him. You want revenge, don't