End the war!
Aokiji's face darkened with anger at those words. "With one simple sentence, you want all the effort we've put in over so many days to go to waste?"
Seeing the anger on everyone's faces, Ryan turned to Sengoku on the other side. "Please, give me this favor."
Ryan's sudden arrival had brought the battle between them and Whitebeard to a halt.
Everyone watched this unexpected variable.
"Impossible!" Sengoku refused outright, showing Ryan no courtesy at all.
Ryan said, "This script seems different! Why does it feel like my reputation isn't working?"
He had thought that, descending from the sky like a divine soldier, he would surely intimidate the entire battlefield just as Shanks had during the Summit War and make everyone give him some face!
But instead...
"End the war? It's life or death between us and the Marines!" An angry roar came from behind Ryan.
Ryan turned around and saw Marco, whom he had saved.
Marco had already released his Phoenix hybrid form and returned to normal. He sat on the ground, utterly exhausted, gasping for breath.
In Marco's eyes, so many brothers had died here. How could they run? They had to take revenge. Judging by the time, Little Oars and the others should be arriving soon. As long as they stalled for time, this war could still be fought. They had to make the Marines pay a heavy price, or their fallen brothers would have died for nothing.
Clearly, that roar just now had taken an enormous amount of strength out of him.
"Pineapple Head?" Ryan looked at Marco in surprise. "You still want to keep fighting in that state? Your head's really hard!"
"My name is Marco!" Marco, sitting on the ground, could not help but get a face full of black lines