"Little Oars!" The Whitebeard Pirates broke into rare smiles when they saw who had arrived. This war had been far too difficult.
Almost all of their men had been killed.
"The Whitebeard Pirates' reinforcements are here!" The Marines' faces turned grim, and their gazes toward the Blood Sword Pirates gained a trace of hatred.
If they had not suddenly appeared, the Whitebeard Pirates might have already been wiped out and never lasted until reinforcements arrived.
But just as the Whitebeard Pirates were overjoyed, an accident occurred.
Whitebeard, who had been fighting Zephyr and had smiled at the sight of the reinforcements, suddenly had a massive spear thrust through his back, piercing straight through his body.
The smile on his face froze, replaced by an expression of pain.
Blood poured out relentlessly, while at the other end of the spear stood a Marine vice admiral with an honest, guileless-looking face.
It was Anlong, whom Sengoku had assigned a mission earlier!
This scene stunned everyone present, Ryan included. Just when reinforcements had arrived and things seemed like they might get easier, who could have expected such a turn of events?
Nothing described joy turning to sorrow better than this!
Edward Newgate, Whitebeard—the Whitebeard Pirates' strongest fighter and spiritual pillar—had been gravely wounded by an unknown nobody!
At that moment, the arrival of reinforcements no longer seemed quite so sweet.
"You did this?" Ryan looked at Sengoku's satisfied smile and instantly understood what had happened. As expected, this had likely been arranged by Sengoku, known as the tactician.
But Ryan was puzzled about one thing. Even in battle, Whitebeard at his peak was not someone a nobody could ambush.
After all, Observation Haki was no mere decoration!
Seeing that his objective had been achieved, Sengoku no longer bothered to hide it and slowly