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

Rumble! !

The air made a dull crackling sound in bursts, and the huge floating Sky Island was slowly ascending to the sky at an unhurried speed.

A huge amount of mud and sand slipped from the bottom like sea water, and finally a huge deep pit appeared on the huge battlefield.

boom!

At this time, the NEO new Marine warship that was hovering higher in the sky also plummeted to the ground on the floating Sky Island.

Fujitora, holding a stick knife, jumped off the deck with a smile, and landed steadily.

"We are saved!"

"Very good!!"

"This way we will be able to escape!"

"........"

Many slaves burst into tears of joy.

They looked at the Red Line below, which was farther and farther away from them, and the joy in their hearts could not be controlled at all.

Fujitora smiled and "looked at" the bloodstained and weathered faces in front of him. Although he could not see, he could clearly feel the grief in the hearts of these slaves.

They were originally poor people living in peace and happiness in various countries in this sea.

It was just because of various reasons that it was captured by the decadent world noble Celestial Dragons, deprived of all rights and dignity, and existed as a plaything.

They can’t survive, they can’t die. Their lives don't belong to them from the moment they set foot on the Red Line and were shackled.

die?

That is not in the scope of their life choices.

The weak are not even qualified to die.

They had already lost all hope,

But at this moment,

In their dim eyes,

But it gradually glowed with a faint light.

"Fujitora Admiral, thank you very much."

At this time, Fisher Tiger, who had boarded the floating Sky Island with the slaves, walked over quickly, panting and bowing towards Fujitora in awe.

He delivered an extremely solemn gift.

Fujitora hurriedly helped Fisher Tiger up, and said solemnly:

"Being underneath is just doing a little bit of effort. The person who really made the sacrifice is you, Mr. Tiger."

At this time, Fisher Tiger was already covered with blood, and various injuries were intertwined on his tall body.

The body that originally exuded vigorous vitality and strength also appeared extremely weak and bloodless.

It is conceivable that under such an injury, it is a miracle to be able to support it up to now.

This is no longer explained by the inherent strength of the Murloc clan's body, but an incomparably powerful and tenacious willpower.

"Mr. Tiger, why don't you take a break and leave it to the next?"

Fujitora "sees" horribly moved, solemnly and authentically.

Fisher Tiger shook his head without hesitation, and said with red eyes:

"No, I need to confirm the safety of Marshal Roy and Mr. Zephyr."

When he said that, he moved his gaze to the Red Line battlefield below.

Not only him, but the other slaves gradually reacted, gradually stepping out to the edge of the floating Sky Island, and looking at the ground below.

there,

The two people who really decide the fate of all of them are working hard for them.

….….

….….

boom! !

In the bursting magma, two contrasting figures, one red and the other blue, broke apart at once, and each fell heavily to the ground.

Huhuhu──

The rush of breathing, like a sharp and hot knife, swiftly across the chest, painful........

Roy was full of thick white smoke, and the temperature of his body had exceeded the range that ordinary people could bear and understand.

But his eyes were still so calm and calm, staring at the figure not far away.

The magma surged and fell on the ground continuously, burning the ground into black pits one after another.

Accompanied by the weird sound, crimson lava flows on the ground, and then thick black smoke emerges.

"It seems you understand."

Akainu's low, cold voice sounded slowly.

He raised his hand and wiped a blood stain on the corner of his mouth, his expression gloomy and cold, as if dripping water.

"Why can the three of us be called the monsters of Marine, and why can the three Admiral of Naval Headquarters be called "the highest combat power of the world government"..."

"Because we are the strongest."

"Today Marine's three Admiral are not only the most talented and penultimate generation, but also the most powerful generation!!"

Thump thump!

His arms turned into hot lava again.

Akainu slowly raised his head and pulled off the duck-tongue military cap with one hand, revealing his inch.

The duck-tongue army cap dropped to the ground and was quickly burned into gunpowder by the magma.

His face repeated strange shadows in the pulsating flame light and shadow.

"The new era has indeed arrived, but it is not your Roy era."

"The fact that the old Sengoku man loses does not mean that I will lose too."

"Marine, after all, is the strongest in this sea!"

"And I, Akainu Sakazuki, is Marine's strongest!!!"

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