Chabaoti Archipelago.
In the square where the live broadcast was being broadcast, the crowd was so densely packed that the silence seemed unreal.
"Pop~Pop~Pop~" There was only the sound of bubbles bursting one after another.
"Marshal of the Navy, Buddha's Warring States, died in battle." A trembling voice said.
"This can't be real, I must be hallucinating."
“Is this a movie shoot?”
"Crocodile killed Marshal Sengoku."
"This world is going to be completely messed up."
"This is so atrocious! Crocodile truly deserves death."
"Incredible, truly incredible, this is going to be fun."
"Crocodile, he did something that even the Pirate King couldn't do."
"Hahahaha, good! That's great! I've decided to join Crocodile's army!"
"The navy has suffered such a blow. From now on, the world will be ruled by pirates."
As people came to their senses, the scene suddenly became noisy.
It's just that the content of people's debate has become seriously polarized.
Marinford.
"Marshal of the Warring States Period!"
"The Marshal is dead!"
At first, the navy officers who were farther away from the execution platform did not understand what was happening.
Until the news of Sengoku's death resounded throughout the fortress, most of the soldiers gave up chasing the White Pirates and stood there crying in grief.
"It's a worthy death for you to die on the battlefield." When Whitebeard learned of the death of his old rival, he couldn't help but fall silent.
If Crocodile had not appeared, it would probably be Whitebeard who was dead now.
But after all, the two have been rivals for decades, so it's inevitable that they will feel a sense of grief.
Akainu, who was knocked unconscious by Whitebeard's continuous blows, had just woken up and sat up when he received the bad news that the marshal was killed by Crocodile.
"How could this happen? How could things turn out like this?" Akainu, his face covered in blood, covered his chest in extreme pain, his grief evident in his words.
The Warring States period is the flag of the navy. If the general's flag has fallen, how can we fight this war?
For him, who has always wanted to become the next admiral of the navy, how could he not understand what Sengoku's death meant to the navy.
From the demoralized sailors around him, he knew that the navy had been defeated, and completely defeated.
All this is thanks to Crocodile, that insidious villain.
Akainu felt an unprecedented hatred for this person.
We must find a way to kill Crocodile in order to restore the morale of the navy.
"Dirty uncle, your marshal seems to be dead!" Enel, who was fighting fiercely with Kizaru in the sky, suddenly blocked the opponent's lightsaber with his scepter and said with a gloating look on his face.
Kizaru, who was concentrating on fighting Enel, didn't notice the situation below at all.
After hearing what the other party said, he forced Enelu back with a sword, lowered his head and looked down to confirm this fact.
"Mr. Sengoku!" When meeting Kizaru, who was always careless about everything, his voice finally became normal.
"So you can speak properly. Don't be distracted. We haven't decided the winner yet." Enel rushed up again without caring about the other party's current mood.
However, he felt that the opponent in front of him suddenly became crazy. Not only was his sword power extremely sharp, but his strength also increased by several times in an instant, making it difficult for him to resist.
Aokiji also received the news of Sengoku's death. He gritted his teeth and used Ice Age to completely freeze the area where his opponent was, then quickly rushed to the execution platform.
But when he arrived there, all he saw was Garp sitting cross-legged on the ground with his hand covering his face and weeping, and a group of crying marines around him, and a pile of black ashes in the shape of a human on the ground.
"Where is Mr. Sengoku?" Aokiji's tone was so calm that it was a bit suffocating.
"That's it," said the crying marine, pointing to the pile of ashes.
Aokiji looked gloomy and stared at the pile of black ash for a long time without saying a word.
He just clenched his fists and his body seemed to be shaking slightly.
"You were right next to him, why didn't you protect him?"
At this moment, Aokiji suddenly became furious, picked up Garp who was sitting on the ground with both hands, and questioned him viciously.
"I'm sorry, I was just a little bit away, just a little bit away..." Karp said in tears.
How could he not feel regret, self-blame, and heartache?
He was an old comrade-in-arms and brother who had fought alongside him for decades. He was not a relative, but he was better than a relative.
If he hadn't been soft-hearted in Alabasta, none of this would have happened.
"Can an apology bring back Mr. Sengoku's life?" Aokiji roared and punched Garp, sending him flying.
He wanted to continue rushing forward to beat Garp, but was held tightly by a group of marines.
"General Kuzan, Vice Admiral Garp really did his best."
"The war isn't over yet. Now is not the time for civil unrest." The navy officers tried to persuade them.
"Yes, the war is not over yet." Hearing this, Aokiji suddenly woke up and calmed down.
Zhan Guo has always valued him very much and trained him as the successor to the marshal. He is very grateful for this favor.
However, now that the Warring States have been sacrificed, the navy is leaderless and has suffered heavy casualties.
If he were the Admiral of the Navy, what would he do at this moment?
"Where is Crocodile now?" Aokiji turned his head and asked the navy beside him.
"After being driven into the ruins by Vice Admiral Garp, there has been no movement for a long time." The navy said, pointing to the completely collapsed navy headquarters.
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