Pirate: I'm an admiral now, what's wrong with taking a little extra money?

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Faced with this mad dog who had just crawled out of hell and was completely irrational, the fear in his heart spread again.

"I now possess two Devil Fruits! Are you afraid of a cripple like you?!" Teach roared defiantly, his right hand blazing with white light as he slammed it head-on into the giant magma fist.

Just as these two destructive forces were about to collide, a clash of titans, they were locked in a fierce battle!

Clang—!

A crisp slash pierced through all the noise on the battlefield.

An extremely concentrated Conqueror's Haki swept across the surface of Marineford's inner bay.

It was domineering and ruthless, sweeping across the entire battlefield.

Along the way, whether it was the battle-hardened elite officers of G-5 or the New World pirates with bounties of over 100 million, they couldn't help but feel a sense of unease.

thump.

A series of thuds echoed as people collapsed to the ground.

Tens of thousands of marines and pirates, under the impact of this Conqueror's Haki, rolled their eyes back, foamed at the mouth, and collapsed to the ground in swathes like harvested wheat, instantly losing consciousness.

Even the magma in the air and the aftershocks of the tremors were suppressed by this force.

On the inner bay, a sailboat with a huge red dragon head statue hanging on its bow—the Red Voss—cut through the ice and waves at an astonishing speed, forcefully entering this dead zone.

The bow of the ship.

A one-armed man with a black cloak, short red hair, and three scratches around his left eye stood silently.

He rested one hand on the sword at his waist, his gaze calm.

Red-haired Shanks.

"Red-Haired... How could the pirate crew be here?!" Zephyr's expression changed drastically.

Swish.

Shanks disappeared from the bow of the ship without warning.

next second.

He appeared out of thin air right in the middle of the confrontation between Sakazuki and Teach.

Clang!

The famous sword "Griffin" was unsheathed.

boom--!

"Hound of the Underworld" was forcefully blocked by Griffin's sword.

Lava splashed everywhere, but it couldn't even get past the blade.

At the same time, it forced Titch's vibrating aura back dozens of meters.

A single sword strike separated the clash between an admiral and a Yonko-level opponent.

Shanks stood between the two.

He didn't look at Teach, who was gritting his teeth, nor did he pay attention to Sakazuki, whose eyes were churning with magma.

He pointed Griffin's sword downwards.

Clang!

The sword blade was deeply embedded in the ravaged ice, penetrating three-tenths of an inch into the ice.

Shanks straightened up.

His gaze swept across the entire room.

Beyond the mad and tyrannical Sakazuki.

They passed by Kuzan and Borsalino, who had stopped in the distance, their expressions grave.

They passed over Dragon and Garp, who were covered in blood and panting heavily from their injuries.

Finally, he looked at the corpses scattered on the ground and the blood-soaked abyss.

Shanks calmly opened his mouth.

"Everyone."

"Give me some face..."

Shanks stared directly into Sakazuki's eyes, eyes that seemed to devour anyone who dared to do so.

"Stop this war!"

Chapter 287 How much is your face worth per pound?!

Shanks' words echoed in the ruined inner bay of Marineford.

"Click".

At the bow of the Red Fox, Ben Beckman, with an unlit cigarette dangling from his lips, raised the black barrel of his gun and precisely locked onto Admiral Kizaru in mid-air.

Lucky Roux stopped chewing his steak, his large body blocking the pirates behind him.

Jesus pulled the bolt of his gun, his sharp eagle eyes scanning the remaining G-5 army.

With the powerful intervention of the Red-Haired Pirates, one of the Four Emperors, the battlefield, which was about to enter a massacre, fell into a strange stalemate.

"Shanks!!"

Luffy, held in Dragonite's hands, seemed to see a savior, and tears and snot flowed wildly from his eyes.

Dorrag's body, which had been taut to the extreme, relaxed slightly.

On the other side...

"Damn it..."

Sakazuki, who had just crawled out of the ground, had an expression of extreme rage and resentment on his face!

Hot lava dripped from his fingertips, burning black holes through the ice. He stared intently at Shanks blocking his way, his teeth grinding together.

So close!

He was just a hair's breadth away from burning all this old-fashioned trash, including those two so-called variables, to ashes!

However, if a full-scale war were to break out at this critical juncture with the Red-Haired Pirates at their peak, more than half of G-5's 100,000 elite troops, trained with twenty years of painstaking effort, would definitely suffer casualties.

That was the last of his possessions!

"Red-haired...you bastard, do you know what you're saying?" Sakazuki took a step forward, the magma inside his chest churning violently.

"I told you, please give me some face."

Shanks gripped the famous sword 'Griffin' with one hand, his gaze unwavering as he stared directly at the crazed Akainu.

"Continuing to fight will only increase casualties on both sides indefinitely, which is pointless."

Shanks turned his head, his sharp gaze sweeping across the entire area: "If anyone hasn't had enough trouble, come on! We, the Red-Haired Pirates, will be your opponents!"

The words fell.

Kuzan exhaled a long, white breath, his right side completely turning into ice crystals, but he didn't take that step; Borsalino pushed up his broken gold-rimmed glasses, and the golden photons beneath his feet gathered and dispersed.

One hundred thousand G-5 marines gripped their muskets tightly, their eyes red, but they did not receive the order from their officers to fire.

Zefa crushed a stone pillar on the ruins of the execution platform, and Sengoku's face was so gloomy it was almost dripping with water.

Meanwhile, Blackbeard Teach, hiding in the distance, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his eyes darting around as he plotted how to escape unscathed with both Devil Fruits.

The entire situation in Marineford seemed to be completely sealed by this seemingly casual remark.

Ordinary people around the world watching the broadcast breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this earth-shattering battle of the century was about to come to an end.

However, just when the whole world thought it was over.

"laugh."

A scornful laugh echoed in the ears of hundreds of thousands of people in the audience!

Shanks' pupils contracted sharply.

As a seasoned Yonko, his Observation Haki instantly issued a frantic warning! His fingers tightened around Griffin's.

Danger! Extreme danger!

"Gods, beware!!!"

Without any hesitation, Shanks flipped his wrist, unleashing the strongest Conqueror's Haki of his life, which enveloped the sword without reservation.

He raised his head, faced the sky, and unleashed his ultimate sword strike!

Faced with this devastating blow that could split an island in two.

Above the sky, only a single word fell coldly.

"roll."

Om-! ! !

An unprecedented upheaval descended upon Marineford in that instant.

The sky, which had been shrouded in the gloom of war, was suddenly ripped open, revealing a deep, dark void.

Shanks' terrifying black and red slash shattered in mid-air before it even touched the darkness, turning into countless dim spots of light!

Followed by.

A terrifying pressure, which did not belong to this world at all and was beyond the limits of mortal cognition, crashed down!

Creak—Boom!

The entire island of Marineford let out a deafening wail the moment this "god-level" pressure made contact!