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So that was it.
Even the man who claimed to care only about his family had ultimately sent out his most deeply hidden pawn.
Tremors came from deep within the building, as though something were breaking free of its restraints.
The next second, a roar tore through the air, and azure light gushed from the cracks.
The castle disintegrated in the light, becoming countless neatly shaped geometric fragments, while the light swept onward in every direction.
Black-clad agents, armored soldiers, weapons cast from metal, fortifications built from brick and stone-everything the light touched was sliced cleanly apart.
The ground groaned. Slash marks thousands of meters long crisscrossed it, as though a giant blade had carved the earth again and again.
The powerful figures hiding in the shadows had no choice but to leap aside.
Severed limbs and shattered armor spun through the air as more than a dozen figures were forced into view above the ruins.
"Insects."
The figure holding the long blade stood amid the ruins**, her gaze sweeping over everyone present.
These figures renowned across the seas were nothing but weeds she could cut down at will.
Whitebeard and the Red Count had not appeared. Of those remaining, only Garp and Sengoku barely warranted a second glance.
But even those two men skilled in close combat could not trap a Devil Fruit user who could travel through space.
"Aren't you having them all attack together?"
Faced with her question, the figure who had just evaded the slashes spread his hands.
"I have nothing to do with them."
After leaving Dressrosa, he had headed straight for the new city atop the Red Line.
His pace had been neither fast nor slow-enough to let his opponent prepare, and enough to let every faction receive the news.
He had chosen