Choice

"You all see it, don't you?"

Rocks pointed at the map. Haki spilled from him unbidden, as though he were claiming the world with a gesture.

"The Marines think concentrating their forces in the New World means they can stand against us. They're celebrating too soon."

"It's time to show them the true power we have to sweep across the world."

As Rocks D. Zebek looked at the others, a madness flashed in his eyes so compelling that it seemed to spread through everyone present.

He pressed a finger coated in black Armament Haki against Rock Country on the map, leaving a deep impression.

There were too many targets. Splitting their forces was unavoidable.

And the Rocks Pirates had more than enough strength. They had no reason to fear dividing their forces.

"These Affiliated Nations are our targets this time. I'll take Rock Country. You can choose among the other four."

The moment he finished speaking, every gaze turned toward the Four Kings.

Rocks meant the four remaining Affiliated Nations in the New World. As the main battlefield, the New World would face the greatest pressure.

Most of the Marines' forces had gathered there, so reinforcements would arrive much faster.

That burden naturally fell to the Four Kings, whose strength was second only to Rocks D. Zebek's.

The Four Kings stood at the very front, closest to Rocks.

Violence King Kosa was a terrifying Monster who stood four meters tall, his body packed with muscle. Every bulging muscle looked ready to unleash devastating power.

Behind him stood his many subordinates, each a renowned powerhouse in the New World, all radiating menace.

Golden King Donovan commanded a larger force than Violence King Kosa, with more troops, because he had money to spare.

In strength, though, he fell slightly short of Kosa.