"Sengoku!"
Garp glared, unable to believe they were retreating at a time like this. It was far too humiliating.
They had finally found a way to send Shane's head flying from his neck, yet they were actually doing this!
Shane might have just displayed some remarkable technique, but its power was weak, hardly worth mentioning.
Besides, he had previously been able to summon two fighting forces. Now, with his stamina exhausted, he had nothing left to bring into battle.
It could be said that.
Shane was no longer his match. Finding another opportunity this good would be difficult.
Garp was certain that if Shane truly forged those Black Blade arms someday,
they would never have another chance on the seas.
They would have to wait at least a decade or more for an opportunity like the campaign against Rocks at God Valley.
They were practically forging a new Rocks themselves.
"He wants to become the next King of the World! Sengoku! Do you really want another pirate paradise to appear?"
"He's using Wano Country, Hachinosu, and Totto Land to form a three-way foundation, each supporting the others. In reality, it's just like our position on the Grand Line."
"When the time comes, his tangled ties with Roger and Whitebeard will only give birth to an even more chaotic era. If Golden Lion wakes up, he'll definitely withdraw from the New World for a while."
"I'm afraid he'll settle down on the Grand Line before long!"
Exactly!
Once Golden Lion woke up, he would have to regroup on the Grand Line if he wanted revenge.
Or he would have to lie low in the New World. Neither option would give them any opportunity.
"Garp!"
"Retreat!"
Sengoku offered no explanation. He seemed to have some plan, and had no intention of lingering