"Marines!"
Then, in the very next second.
Xia Le's shout rang across the entire battlefield.
His gaze swept over all the pirates and Revolutionary Army soldiers, coldness and killing intent glinting in his eyes.
"I hope you'll surrender without a fight."
"Otherwise, I'll step in myself and end this tedious war!"
Those cold words plunged the entire battlefield into silence.
Marco and the others clenched their fists, sweat seeping from their foreheads. They wanted to protest, but ultimately gave up.
"Well, this doesn't look good."
"If the Fleet Admiral steps in himself, he won't be as gentle as we are."
Kizaru spoke with a teasing grin.
"Shut up, Borsalino!"
Marco snorted.
In the end, he sighed and abandoned all resistance.
The next second, a mass of Marines surged forward and secured their wrists with Seastone Shackles. Large numbers of Revolutionary Army soldiers threw down their weapons and crouched on the ground, sighing as they surrendered.
Everyone knew perfectly well that if Xia Le took action, it would be an absolute tragedy.
"What a rare, peaceful sight!"
Watching his subordinates lead away the enemies before him one by one, Kizaru sighed with feeling.
But he also knew perfectly well that this was undoubtedly thanks to the deterrent of Xia Le's overwhelming strength.
Had the two sides been evenly matched, it would have been an unimaginably bloody battle, no less brutal than the Summit War or the Onigashima War.
Of course, Vice Admiral Garp's appearance had also played a crucial role.
Otherwise...
This Fleet Admiral's thoughts really are hard to fathom!
Kizaru's eyes flickered as he murmured inwardly.
He was absolutely certain that, the moment Xia Le set out from Dressrosa, his intention had been to dispose of these Revolutionary Army soldiers and pirates swiftly and decisively, leaving no future trouble.
Yet