The wind rose suddenly, and the air currents that followed the tsunami blew away the few clouds in the sky, but it could not blow away the gloom in people's hearts. On the contrary, it was the abrupt feeling of depression, but it intensified in the wind, as if there was a force pressed on the chest, making them unable to breathe.

"All of them are ready for battle!!"

The roar of the Warring States tore through the wind, and at the same time announced the beginning of this top-up war.

The cold wind carried the moisture of the sea, and the sailors at the front of the battle formation didn't know whether they were taken by the momentum of the Whitebeard Pirates or blown by the sea breeze, but they only felt a sticky and strange feeling wrapping around them. It's like standing under the scorching sun, with layers of water droplets on your body.

Perhaps, it was sweat from nervousness......

The smell of war haunted their snorts, and whether they were ready or not, they had to face Whitebeard's rage.

At the same time, the people of the Whitebeard Pirates have long been gearing up, waiting for the command of Whitebeard, who is like a god in their hearts.

The war is about to break out, and the slaughter of the war has also enveloped Marinfando. It was like a dark cloud coming down, between this heaven and earth, it was still bright, but it seemed to have entered the darkness in advance, and there was no light.

Everyone knows that the most violent storm is coming......

"So...... Thank you for taking care of Ace during this time......" Whitebeard raised the corners of his mouth, put the long knife in front of him, and slammed his fists to his side as he spoke, "Please accept this thank you gift from me as a father!"

The muscles of his arms bulged, and the fists at his sides seemed to hit an unknown void, and with a "squeak" cracking sound, cracks appeared in the atmosphere.

"Perhaps, this is the last time I'll go to battle, right?" Whitebeard's grinning mouth was full of smiles, but behind the smile, there was a little loneliness, "But...... If you can end up crazy like this, you won't be in vain......, right?"

No one could hear Whitebeard's heart, not even the closest people, such as Marco, who could only feel his heartfelt joy at this time, an emotion that Whitebeard hadn't seen in a long time.

"My ideals are actually very small, I just want a perfect family, so ...... Even if it were to cost me my life, I wouldn't let anything happen to you!

With a "......boom", the spatial fragmentation directly brought about an uncontrollable tremor.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to begin to tremble. The already surging tsunami suddenly swelled up a "hill" with this tremor at this time. Immediately afterwards, the hill became more and more straight, as if standing on a thousand walls, and sloped down towards Marinfando. The scene at that moment reminded countless people of the end of the world......

At the same time as the tsunami surged, countless pirates also jumped off the bow of the ship and pounced on the navy. Even if their numbers cannot be compared with the vast navy, their fighting spirit is more vigorous and their momentum is more majestic.

War, before the end, no one can predict the end. Even if there were many people in the navy at this time, they could not win with certainty. Because their enemy is Whitebeard, a man with the power to destroy the world!

"Don't panic, everyone! Stick to your respective positions, it's just a tsunami!" The roar of the Warring States suppressed the roar of the tsunami, and also aroused the blood and fearlessness of the sailors, "We have fought the sea for so many years, and we have never compromised with evil! Even if the opponent is that 'Whitebeard', it is not a reason for us to retreat!!"

"The war has begun! The times will open up with our hands, and the kings will fight with me! We are fearless! The justice of the navy will surely win the final victory!"

"Long live !!! justice!!!"

"Rush, !!"

Roaring, like two opposing waves, the navy and the pirates collided violently.

"Whitebeard has already issued a war letter, and we can't cower from it!" Before the sound fell, the pheasant had disappeared from where it had sit, leaving only a patch of hoarfrost and a rising cold.

"Oh yo yo yo...... A rare one is full of energy!" The yellow ape narrowed his eyes with a strange smile.

"Let's go too......" pressed the brim of his hat, and the fiery breath began to rise up on Akainu's body.

The long-awaited decisive battle between the Whitebeard Pirates' 47-ship New World Fleet and the government forces composed of the Navy Headquarters and His Majesty's Seven Martial Seas has finally begun at this moment......

At the same time, three warships from Impelton also broke through the blockade of the tsunami and sailed into the sea where Marinfando was located along the turbulent whirlpool current.

On the front battleship, Crockdahl stood on the bow with his head held high, not caring about his identity as a Devil Fruit Ability, and could capsize in the gutter at any time due to the sea.

In fact, from the moment the tsunami swelled, he fell into an inexplicable euphoria. And this exuberant mood was pushed to the top when it arrived in Marinfando!

"It's finally time to catch up, this carnival feast!" Crockdahl opened his hands, as if embracing the world, and the splashing sea water seemed to collide with an invisible position around him, and then evaporated, "enjoying the meaning of life, wandering on the verge of death, carrying the beliefs and ideals of countless people...... Bet your own life!!hmm——!"

Taking a sharp breath, a crazy smile suddenly appeared on Crockdahl's face. The smile looked a little hideous, but it meant that he was already happy and happy to the extreme.

"It's a feeling...... It's amazing!hahahaha......"

With Crockdahl's maniacal laughter, the battleship rushed to the crest of the waves, and then leaped through the gates of justice under the thrust of the current.

"Integrate into history, feel history, manipulate history, change history, create history......" muttered extremely quickly, Crockdahl's burning gaze caught the burly old man in an instant, and his extreme excitement made his skin stain a touch of crimson.

It was as if he had smelled the fragrance of battle and touched the rhythm of life. What you see in front of you is a tsunami towering like a mountain in the bay, and what you hear is the momentum brought about by the collision of ideas and dreams......

"This is the best of times, a new era!"

"Bang!", the battleship "jumped" above the high erection of the tsunami, as if it was alive, and then climbed higher and higher under the pull of a huge force, as if it was about to fly beyond the infinite and into the sky.

"Yes...... My time!"