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

Ming's hand suddenly trembled.

"During the twenty years I was gone, you usurped the throne and tyrannized Dressrosa. You sold arms on a massive scale, manufactured artificial Devil Fruits, and turned civilians into toys."

"You think you're the emperor of the underworld?"

"You think you can act with impunity just because you have Celestial Dragon blood?"

Ming was breathing rapidly, and veins were bulging on his forehead.

He tried to stand up, but found his legs to be as heavy as lead.

"Remove Doflamingo from his status as a Shichibukai."

Kane spoke slowly and deliberately, delivering his final verdict.

"Sentenced to life imprisonment and forced labor."

"A general-in-command shall be dispatched immediately to apprehend him and exile him to the lowest level of the Seastone mine! Never to see the light of day again!"

Click.

Ming crushed the wine glass in his hand.

The crimson wine mixed with shards of glass pierced his palm, and blood dripped onto the expensive carpet.

"No...no...Young Master!" Torrebol cried out in terror, his nose running.

Ming's body went limp, and he slid directly off the beach chair to the ground.

He gripped his short, golden hair tightly with both hands, and his arrogant triangular sunglasses slipped down to the tip of his nose, revealing a pair of eyes filled with despair.

He's finished.

His ambitions have led to his downfall!

Far away in Marineford.

All sentencing has concluded.

Above the ruins, only the sobbing sea breeze and hundreds of thousands of people numb with shock remain.

Kane took a step forward.

Clang—!

With a crisp clang, Kane drew his black sword, Zanpakuto, from his waist.

He slowly raised his arm.

The tip of the knife crossed the turbulent sea and the mangroves of the Sabaody Archipelago.

It pointed straight at that colossal behemoth that stretched across the center of the world, towering into the clouds.

Red Earth Continent.

The Holy Land, Mary Geoise.

"The trash on this sea has been mostly cleaned up."

"Now, it's time to deal with that useless parasite who monopolizes the world's best resources but does nothing right."

He turned his head and glanced behind him.

Sakazuki ripped off his tie, and his right arm instantly turned into boiling lava.

Twenty years of patience have finally brought us to this moment!

Kuzan exhaled a breath of cold white air, and sharp ice blades condensed on the left side of his body.

Borsalino pushed up his glasses, and the Ama no Kusanagi sword gathered in his hand, emitting a dazzling golden light.

Yamato shouldered his spiked club and let out a wild roar to the sky.

Ace unleashed a thunderous dance with both hands.

Dragon, dragging his crippled leg, straightened his body. The entire revolutionary army gripped their weapons tightly, their blood boiling.

Finally, Kane's gaze fell upon the 100,000 well-equipped, disciplined, and spirited G-5 army.

"Belongs to G-5!"

Kane's roar, imbued with Conqueror's Haki, shook the entire Marineford.

"Bring your weapons!"

"Bring with you the anger that has been building up for twenty years!"

"Follow me and charge into the Red Earth!"

Kane swung his Zanpakuto fiercely, the blade's energy tearing through the sky.

"Capture all those self-proclaimed gods of Mary Geoise and make them mine for me!!!"

"kill--!!!"

The roar of the 100,000-strong army shattered the heavens of the era.

Chapter 296 The enemy is at the gates! Tremble, Mary Geoise!

The next morning.

The most spacious office in the Marineford headquarters building.

Kane opened his eyes from the soft bed.

The soft light of dawn streamed into the room through the French windows. He stretched his shoulders and felt a soft touch on both sides.

On his left, Boa Hancock clung to his arm like an octopus, her beautiful cheeks flushed and a sweet smile playing on her lips.

On the right, Nicole Robin was breathing evenly, a few strands of black hair falling over her fair collarbone. Her slender, shapely legs were lazily wrapped around the edge of the silk quilt, revealing a mature and stunning charm.

These two top women on the high seas had a long talk with Kane last night over the position of "Chief Secretary," and didn't fall into a deep sleep until the early hours of the morning.

Kane didn't wake them.

He casually draped a pure white coat of justice over his shoulders, picked up a cigar from the bedside table, and put it in his mouth.

Push open the glass door to the balcony.

A salty sea breeze blew in his face as Kane leaned on the railing, looking down over the entire inner bay of Marineford.

With just one glance, even Kane, who was used to seeing big scenes, couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

"Third Army Corps! Hurry up! All shells must be loaded within five minutes!"

In the center of the square, Sakazuki, dressed in a dark red suit, roared at the top of his lungs.

"Don't be so irritable, Sakazuki." Borsalino chewed on a toothpick, his hand flashing with photons as dozens of heavy crates of munitions were instantly moved onto the warship's deck. "If you damage the property, the Marshal will dock our pay."

"Ara ara, I've already laid out the logistics lines." Kuzan yawned, placing one hand on the ground.

A 100-meter-wide, incredibly sturdy ice bridge directly connects the port to all the main warships.

One hundred thousand elite G-5 troops, fully armed.

No one whispered among the soldiers; only the synchronized thud of their boots on the ground could be heard.

They boarded the warship along the ice bridge, their military might awe-inspiring.

The water in the inner bay suddenly churned violently.

"Splash!"

Accompanied by towering columns of water, tens of thousands of colossal sea monsters burst forth from the sea.

Their enormous bodies blot out the sky.

On the head of the foremost sea king, the enormous Princess Shirahoshi was holding the reins.

Tears streamed down her face as she bit her lip hard, channeling the power of the Sea King.

The sea monsters obediently put the thick chains around their necks.

With these deep-sea behemoths as traction, the entire fleet's mobility will reach an unbelievable level.

At the same time, Kane's Den Den Mushi rang.

"Lord Kane!" Vegapunk's voice rang out, filled with fanatical laughter. "The funds weren't wasted!"

"Get to the point." Kane exhaled a puff of smoke.

“Raise your head!” Vegapunk shouted at the top of his lungs.

Kane tilted his head slightly.

The clouds in the distance at Marineford were torn apart by the air currents.

Hundreds of massive, jet-black floating warships hurtled through the air from the direction of Punk Hazard.

At the bottom of each warship is a giant energy cannon that emits a ghostly blue light.

"Reverse engineering complete! Hades Replica Aerial Fleet, all offline!" Vegapunk's voice was extremely excited. "Full power! One salvo can flatten the Red Line!"

Kane hung up the phone with satisfaction.

The power of two ancient weapons, combined with a hundred thousand iron-blooded soldiers, is enough to plow this world three times over.

But these weren't the sights that Kane found most interesting.

On the distant sea.

On a giant dragon-headed ship entirely crafted from the branches of the ancient precious tree Adam, King Harald of Elbaf was shirtless.

His severed left arm was fitted with a mechanical prosthesis specially made by Vegapunk.

He held his greatsword high, with tens of thousands of fully armed giant warriors behind him.

"Warriors of Elbaf!" Harald's voice boomed like thunder.

Prince Loki, covered in scars, stood at the forefront, wielding a battle axe weighing hundreds of tons, his eyes bloodshot. "For Lord Kane! Overthrow the Old World! Smash the Red Line!"

"Smash the old world!" the giants roared in unison.

At the very front of this giant fleet were five dilapidated wooden ships that had been hastily converted.

Four large characters were boldly written in red paint on the sail: Vanguard Daredevil.