The third day of the great naval battle of Sgrily...
The relentless, sleepless battle to the death had left everyone visibly exhausted, and the fighting had reached a stalemate.
The distant magma eruptions had long since stopped. Even the continuous extraction could no longer provide enough.
The eight-hundred-meter magma giant stood in place with its upper body shattered, magma slowly flowing from its broken torso and solidifying.
The blizzard in the sky had long since stopped as well.
Without continuous freezing, the ice covering half the sea had melted back into water.
Blizzard Frank, whose stamina had been inferior to the other five to begin with, had stopped using his ability on the second day of the battle.
Three men floated in the air.
Golden Lion was battered and covered in wounds, Blizzard Frank bore numerous blackened burns, and Whitebeard's presence had weakened further, his fighting strength plummeting.
The three on the ground were doing somewhat better.
Kong and Garp were both top-tier hand-to-hand fighters. Their auras remained powerful, and they had few injuries.
But they had no good way to deal with the three men who controlled the skies.
Nearby, Sakazuki sat cross-legged on the ground.
The Magma Hand behind him held a Sea King, and he could no longer afford to worry about appearances.
He sliced with his hand, cutting off a large chunk of meat, and wolfed it down.
As he ate, he considered how to break the stalemate. Before long, his entire body had grown a size rounder.
"Life Absorption."
Sakazuki's body visibly returned to its original shape.
His stamina recovered somewhat, and his injuries healed a little.
He looked at the three men in the air, who were likewise eating some fish.
Sakazuki picked up two large chunks of meat and walked toward Kong and