Self-Discipline! Have You Seen Marineford at Four o’clock in the Morning?

Everyone took a deep breath of cold breath together, only to feel that a chill deep into the bone marrow suddenly appeared from the back spine and spread throughout the whole body.

Kill a Marshal Marine........

The moment this thought came out, everyone present did not dare to continue thinking about it.

Because that picture is really too appalling.

Marshal Marine,

Is the supreme ruler of Naval Headquarters,

Is the commander-in-chief of the "righteous forces" of the entire world,

Under his command, he has at least hundreds of thousands of Marine forces, and he is the first person under the highest power of the World government, Five Elders!

No one could imagine what a terrible consequence would be when someone killed Marine's current marshal.

This has completely exceeded the imagination of any one of them.

Akainu naturally heard these words too, her eyebrows tightened uncontrollably, her eyes filled with gloomy hostility.

He clenched his fists and moved forward slightly.

But just as his invisible movement appeared, an old voice faintly sounded not far away.

"My fellow advises you not to move, Lord Sakazuki."

A flash of anger flashed in Akainu's pupils, but he felt a sharp and boundless aura that had firmly locked his figure.

As long as he has even a finger move, he will usher in a storm-like terrorist offensive.

With a smile holding the stick and knife with one hand, his closed eyes "watching" the gloomy Akainu tightly, and said in a deep voice:

"I advise you not to move a finger."

"Your Excellency Sakazuki, your strength is too strong, I can't defeat you, if you have to interfere with the things between those two people, I can only replace my life with you."

Akainu's pupils contracted slightly, blue veins bulged on his forehead, and his fisted hands were squeezed tighter, making a crackling sound.

This blind man is really a total lunatic!

He can hear it,

The determination of this blind swordsman is true! !

If he did it at this time, this blind man would definitely fight with himself at all costs!

He may not be able to do anything to himself,

But desperately,

That's hard to say........

The dying counterattack of any Admiral-level powerhouse is crazy enough to make anyone a headache.

"The matter between the marshal and the marshal, let them solve it by themselves."

Smiled and said lightly:

"You and I are here to watch from the wall, quietly greet the coming of the new era..."

Akainu gritted his teeth, and finally let go of his fist unwillingly.

It's not worth fighting with this madman.

….….

….….

quiet.

Deathly quiet.

The whole world is silent and silent.

The thick black smoke still hasn't dissipated,

The remnant flames of war swayed light, and the blood on that person's body was even more reddish, making people thrilled.

Everyone subconsciously held their breath, the atmosphere did not dare to take a breath, staring at the two figures intently.

"So, you are planning to kill the old man, right?"

Sengoku's voice was so plain that he couldn't hear any emotion slowly echoing, but a bitter smile was slowly drawn at the corner of his mouth.

I don't know if he is regretting or unwilling.

Roy's eyes were calmer, like a secluded spring and no waves in an ancient well.

The unspeakable pain rushing from the body to the sea did not change his eyes and expressions, as if he had already been used to suffering........

Hearing what Sengoku said, he just nodded.

"Yes, I will kill you."

He slowly bent down and picked up a saber stuck upside down on the ground.

He did this very slowly, frowning slightly, as if he was suffering even more terrible pain.

Anyone could see that his body was on the verge of collapse, and any attack, even a civilian child, was enough to knock him down easily.

But no one dared to move.

It seemed that as long as the blood-stained figure was still standing, he exuded a bitterness and majesty that no one could violate, giving people a desire to surrender.

There is blood on the saber.

When the tip of the knife is up,

Can't tell whose blood is,

Slowly speaking, the bright blade slipped.

"I fell here, and you won't keep your hands, Sengoku."

Roy's body was trembling slightly, but the hand holding the knife was as steady as a rock.

Sengoku gave a wry smile and closed his eyes simply.

Face it calmly.

Roy is right,

War is like politics,

It is a cruel game where the weak eats the strong.

The winner gets everything,

The loser has nothing,

This is the law of nature.

Just as he won't be merciful, Roy won't hold his hands either.

Once you keep your hands,

It would be disrespect for the countless victims and subordinates who died in this war,

That person is also not qualified to be qualified for the position of marshal.

The superior is ruthless?

Do not,

The superior must be ruthless.

"Last words?"

Roy said.

Sengoku did not speak.

His body was riddled with holes, and he couldn't move a finger.

Roy's eyes dazzled, and the knife fell in his hand!

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