Given where he stood, he had no intention of helping the Whitebeard Pirates. More dead pirates were a good thing for him; he only needed elites such as their division commanders.
Suddenly, his subordinates cried out in surprise.
"Good, look at the Execution Platform!"
"Hmm?!"
Good raised his binoculars.
Flames burst into bloom atop the Execution Platform.
It was Ace!
His Seastone Handcuffs had been unlocked!
"Who did that?!"
Someone had actually unlocked Ace's cuffs right under Sengoku's nose. Even with Sengoku's attention focused on the battlefield below, it was an astonishing turn of events.
Stunned, Good soon spotted the small fry dressed as an executioner standing beside Fire Fist Ace.
Mr. 3!
Good did not recognize Mr. 3, but he could guess who he was. He was the only one on the pirates' side capable of opening locks.
Sengoku could never have anticipated this, much less kept his attention on his own personnel. He did not have that much attention to spare.
"That guy really pulled it off!"
Good found it rather amusing.
Though a minor figure, he had played a crucial role.
Without question, the MVP of the entire battle!
"Ace is saved!"
The pirates' morale soared in an instant!
Freed from the Seastone's restraints, Ace spat blood as he faced Sengoku's furious punch, then jumped off the Execution Platform with Mr. 3.
"Flame Pillar!"
Surging flames instantly cleared a large open space on the battlefield.
With his greatest concern gone, Whitebeard began unleashing his strength as well.
"Whitebeard Pirates, I now give you my final [captain's order]!"
"This is where I say goodbye to you. Everyone, retreat immediately! Stay alive and return safely to the New World!"
"I'm a remnant of the old era. There's no ship in the new era that can carry me!"
A glimmer