Both sides moved quickly, and before long, they had cleared a simple battlefield along the island's shore.
Most of the Dark Legion's members and Whitebeard's sons were relatively young, and their strength was limited. Aside from a few individuals, the destruction they could cause was limited.
There was therefore no need to worry too much about the island being unable to withstand the fighting and find a separate battlefield.
"Marco, as captain of the Dark Legion, I'll be your opponent this time."
On the battlefield, both sides took their stances. Lapis unleashed his presence and addressed Marco, his face looking barely twenty years old.
Marco was not surprised. Given his current strength, only Lapis himself could hold him off.
He gave a bright smile and said to Lapis, "I'm happy to have the chance to fight you too, Captain Lapis. Please give me your guidance."
Looking at the sunny, cheerful young man with the pineapple-shaped hair opposite him, Lapis gave a rare smile. "Likewise. I'm looking forward to fighting young talents like you."
It had to be said that, while Whitebeard might not have been outstanding at raising his sons, at least they were all mentally healthy and cheerful.
They stood in stark contrast to the Dark Legion's members, who had previously worked in morally gray and outright illicit fields. The two sides gave off completely different auras.
The images of cheerful young men and gloomy youths had taken tangible form at that moment.
Lapis also felt that his Dark Legion's villainous air was indeed a little too obvious, though they had never been particularly righteous to begin with.
Still, to some extent, the Dark Legion represented the West Blue and the West Blue Merchant Alliance. Making it seem as though everyone in the West Blue was a villain seriously