"No!"
Sengoku let out a furious roar, his booming voice echoing across the chaotic battlefield.
Before his words had faded, an icy current had already surged upward from beneath the Execution Platform.
Kuzan appeared in midair in an instant, pressing both hands toward the enormous falling boulder, trying to freeze it again and slow it down with his strongest Ice Age.
Almost simultaneously, a dazzling yellow light flashed, and Kizaru, Borsalino, appeared on the other side of the boulder.
"Yasakani no Magatama!"
Golden light bullets filled the sky, bombarding the rock in a dense rain, attempting to shatter it completely.
Yet whether it was Kuzan's ice, powerful enough to freeze the sea, or Kizaru's light-speed attacks that could pierce steel, everything that struck the pitch-black rock vanished like a clay ox sinking into the sea. None of it could budge the rock in the slightest, or even slow its descent by a fraction!
"Where did this monster come from..." For the first time, a grave expression appeared on Kizaru's usually languid face.
He kept unleashing his technique, but could not help muttering, "Even Pirate King Roger back then... probably wasn't this strong."
"Damn it!" Kuzan kept creating ice spears, striking the boulder in vain as he said through gritted teeth, "If Whitebeard had someone this powerful helping him, why didn't he have him act from the start and rescue Ace directly?!"
Yet Akainu, the one who had started it all, now had a trace of madness in his eyes.
He could not accept that the mass of lava he had created had become so indestructible after that mysterious man froze it that even he could not budge it.
"Why... why?!!!"
The three Admirals' combined attacks had proven ineffective, and the meteor of death was about to crash down.
Seeing this,