The Navy and the Revolutionary Army met up, marking the entry of their strongest fighters into the battle.
The Revolutionary Army now fell back to a supporting role, mainly handling the Holy Land's CP agents and the Celestial Dragons' own guard forces.
The western front of the Holy Land, Mary Geoise.
This had once been a relatively "peaceful" area on the outskirts of Pangaea Castle, home to several lavish estates belonging to Celestial Dragon families of somewhat lesser standing.
Now, that peace had been utterly torn apart.
Exquisite marble sculptures had melted away.
The broad plaza paved with white jade slabs was now crisscrossed with lava trenches several meters deep.
Scalding, crimson magma flowed slowly through them, bubbling and roasting the surrounding air until it warped.
The once neatly trimmed exotic flowers and rare trees had long since become blackened ash strewn across the ground, scattering on the foul winds stirred up by the heat.
Hell.
That was the most fitting description of the scene before them.
And the source of this hell stood at the center of the lava pool.
"Akainu" Sakazuki.
The Marine Admiral's Justice Cloak fluttered.
Akainu wore no military cap. His hard face was utterly expressionless as he stared straight at the steps of the estate's ruined main hall.
His right hand was clamped around a guard's throat.
Akainu did not even glance down at him.
It was as though what he held was not a living person, but a piece of trash in his way.
Hiss!!!
Magma erupted from Akainu's palm, instantly engulfing the guard's head and upper body!
There was no scream, only a brief, violent sizzling and a plume of foul white smoke as flesh and bone vaporized instantly.
A moment later, the remains sent up a few crimson splashes before sinking