After a quick scan of the battlefield, Shanks said, "Blood-Eyed Ninja..."
"Just call iser."
"Alright, iser," Shanks said. "Would you be willing to stop fighting and leave?"
This kid dared to intercept Akainu here all by himself, so his strength must be considerable.
Therefore... he hoped the other party would be willing to stand down and depart.
"That depends on their attitude," iser said, crossing his arms.
If these Marines gave up the chase, he couldn't be bothered to deal with them either.
After all... rry was still waiting for the two of them back on Kuja Island!
Shanks nodded at his words, then turned his gaze to Marco, who had landed not far away. "Marco, take your n and leave."
Marco fell silent for a mont, then closed his eyes. "Alright."
There was indeed no point in continuing to fight, so he didn't mind leading his n away.
"Do you think a few casual words from you are enough to make us stand down?" Akainu said, looking coldly at Red Hair.
Wasn't he taking them, the Marines, a little too lightly?
"That's right~" Borsalino raised his hand and aid at Marco. "We can't let them leave here so easily!"
"Voom—"
As his voice fell, a dazzling light flared in his hand. It looked like he was planning to hit Marco with a powerful blow.
Seeing this, Marco's pupils constricted, and he prepared to activate his ability to evade Borsalino's attack.
Just then, a man appeared beside Borsalino, raising a rifle and aiming it at Borsalino's head.
"Don't move, Kizaru!"
"Ooh~"
"It's you~"
Looking at the man blocking him, Borsalino instinctively raised his hands, making a mock-frightened expression. "Ben Beckman~"
Seeing Borsalino's expression, Ben Beckman snorted coldly and cocked his rifle.
At this, Borsalino's eyes narrowed.
Is he serious?
"You don't move either, Aokiji," said Yasopp, holding his rifle.
"Yasopp, is it..."
Staring at the man aiming a gun at him, Aokiji frowned instinctively.
Although I'm not afraid of this guy, clashing with the Red Hair Pirates at this mont would be extrely disadvantageous for us Marines, Aokiji mused.
With this thought, Aokiji looked toward the plaza, wanting to see how Fleet Admiral Sengoku would handle the current situation.
"That guy, Red Hair..."
Sengoku stared at Red-Haired Shanks, frowning. "He wants to end this war."
Thinking about it carefully, perhaps it was indeed ti.
"Continuing to fight will only endlessly increase the casualties on both sides," Shanks said calmly to Akainu. "There's no point in that, so I suggest we stop here."
Akainu frowned at his words. He felt like this guy was purely here to stir up trouble.
Ignoring Akainu's reaction, Shanks swept his gaze across the entire battlefield and continued, "Of course, if there's anyone who still hasn't had enough, feel free to co at us!"
"We will be your opponents!"
"BOOM!!"
As his voice fell, Red Hair's Conqueror's Haki erupted, directly shattering the cumulonimbus clouds that had re-ford in the sky!
Then, this Haki precisely descended upon the three Marine Admirals!
Feeling this aura, Aokiji's expression imdiately turned grim.
Is this... a show of force?
"What astonishing Conqueror's Haki," Borsalino muttered.
Even he, a Marine Admiral, felt the pressure... As expected of Red-Haired Shanks?!
"Damn you, Red Hair..." Akainu's face was ugly.
Was this guy deliberately trying to embarrass the Marines?
Feeling this astounding Conqueror's Haki, beads of sweat appeared on Akainu's face.
"So this is the Conqueror's Haki of one of the Four Emperors?" iser murmured.
The intensity of this Haki was far more terrifying than that of Luffy or Hancock.
Just then, the crew of Red-Haired Shanks leaped off their ship, rushing from a distance to Shanks's side in a matter of breaths.
Seeing this, Akainu's expression grew even uglier.
However, Shanks paid no mind to Akainu's reaction, instead turning his gaze to Blackbeard.
"What are your thoughts, Teach... no, Blackbeard!"
Looking at Shanks, whose eyes were filled with killing intent, Blackbeard burst out laughing.
"Zehahahaha!"
"You've gotten more manly, Red Hair," Blackbeard said, staring at the scar on Shanks's face. "That scar suits you."
Shanks showed no reaction to this, rely continuing to stare intently at Blackbeard.
"What a boring reaction, Red Hair," Blackbeard said.
After speaking, Blackbeard paused, then narrowed his eyes. "Fine. Now is indeed not the ti to fight you."
Without having obtained the Tremor-Tremor Fruit, he would be at a great disadvantage fighting this guy.
So... it was better to wait until he got that Devil Fruit before going to find trouble with Red Hair!
Thinking this, Blackbeard turned to walk away, saying, "Brothers, let's go!"
"YEAH!!"
Burgess and the others quickly followed Blackbeard, leaving with him.
After glancing back at Shanks, Lafitte thought to himself, I didn't expect this guy to suddenly show up here. How... fortunate!!
It seed Lady Luck was still willing to stand on their side, hahaha!
After watching the Blackbeard Pirates depart, Shanks turned his gaze to Sengoku.
Sengoku fell silent for a mont upon seeing this, then deactivated his Devil Fruit ability, returning to his original size.
This... was his way of expressing his attitude.
Shanks nodded, then swept his gaze over the Marines on the battlefield. "I hope everyone here will do a favor."
"What else do you want?" Sengoku asked.
"I wish to take Whitebeard with us," Shanks said, looking at the towering man surrounded by a few pirates. "We will mourn him."
"Impossible!" a Navy Vice Admiral declared. "We will absolutely not allow you to take Whitebeard's body!"
"That's right! We will display Whitebeard's head to the public to demonstrate the Marines' victory!"
"YEAH!!"
The Marines had gone through so much trouble to finally take down this guy, Whitebeard. How could they let the other side take him away?
That was their achievent!
"The footage of the war has already been broadcast to the entire world," Shanks said expressionlessly. "Is that not enough to demonstrate your victory?"
"No, we must..."
"I will absolutely not allow anyone to make a spectacle of Whitebeard's corpse!" Shanks's eyes turned cold. "So we must take Whitebeard with us!"
"You..."
"If you're not convinced, then feel free to try and stop us!"
The Navy Vice Admiral subconsciously wanted to say sothing, but when he t Shanks's gaze, the words died in his throat.
What a terrifying gaze...
Was this the power of one of the Four Emperors, Red-Haired Shanks?
To exert such imnse psychological pressure without even using Haki... As expected of one of the Four Emperors!
"Don't get too arrogant, Red Hair!" Akainu's right arm turned into magma as he looked coldly at Shanks. "You..."
"It's fine!"
Akainu: ???
Seeing Sengoku utter those two words, Akainu froze on the spot.
Was their Fleet Admiral... planning to compromise?
"Fleet Admiral Sengoku, you..."
"I said, it's fine," Sengoku said. "I will take responsibility."
Then, he turned his gaze to Shanks and continued, "Red Hair, he's all yours."
"Thank you," Shanks said.
With that, the man turned and left with his crew.
After watching Shanks depart, Sengoku shouted, "The war is over!"
"The war... is it over?"
Hearing Sengoku's words, the Marines felt a bit dazed.
The war they had been fighting for so long... was finally over!
"Quick, take people to treat the wounded imdiately!!" Garp yelled. "Don't let them die from their injuries!"
"Understood!"
Receiving their orders, the Marines imdiately sprang into action, rushing toward the wounded.
"Quick, take the seriously injured to the rear for treatnt!"
"dical soldier!"
"dical soldier!"
"Coming, coming!"
Watching the Marines quickly get busy, Akainu fell silent for a mont before finally retracting the magma on his body.
"Ooh~"
"I didn't expect the war to end this way~"
Staring at the retreating pirates, a trace of emotion appeared on Borsalino's face.
Who would have thought that Shanks, one of the Four Emperors, would co all the way to Marine Headquarters specifically to stop the war?
Shaking his head, Borsalino's gaze fell on iser's back, his eyes gradually deepening.
This kid...
"Ara ra, is it over?"
Aokiji, having deactivated his Devil Fruit ability, said with his hands in his pockets, "Looks like we won't be able to wipe you all out."
Ace, however, said nothing, rely watching Shanks walk toward the ice with a complicated expression.
After a mont of silence, Ace ran toward the pirate ship without a word.
"Prepare to set sail!"
"YEAH!!"
"Let's go, iser."
Marco glanced at iser, who was standing still and staring at Shanks. "It's ti for us to leave, too."
"Ah, coming."
iser withdrew his gaze and nodded at Marco, then followed him toward the pirate ship.
The surrounding Marines also moved quickly at this ti, searching for one living comrade after another and carrying them away from here.
"Hey, iser," Marco said. "Do you two want to co with us to the New World?"
This kid iser was just too special. He was worried that iser might be targeted by the World Governnt, so... he thought it would be better for him to go with them to the New World.
"You think just like your Pops," iser said with a smile.
"Pops said that too?"
Marco was taken aback for a mont, then his expression beca complicated.
Pops...
"Yeah, Uncle Whitebeard ntioned it too," iser nodded. "But we can't go with you."
They couldn't possibly go to the New World before gathering all their crewmates.
"Is that so..." Marco fell silent for a mont, then nodded. "Alright, I understand."
Although he didn't know the reason they were staying in Paradise, since the other party had said so, he couldn't press the matter.
After a mont of silence, Marco said, "iser, you've done our Whitebeard Pirates a great favor, so... if you ever need any help, feel free to contact us."
"Haha, alright, I got it," iser laughed. "If I need help, I won't be a stranger."
"Good."
A smile also appeared on Marco's face. His body then transford into a phoenix and flew into the distance.
He still needed to help his brothers bring out the surviving crewmates, so they could all leave here alive!
After watching him leave, iser ran in the direction of Ivankov and soon arrived by their side.
"The war is finally over," Ivankov said with emotion.
"Yeah, it's over," iser nodded, then looked at Luffy. "How is Luffy now?"
"Still sleeping," Ivankov said. "He'll probably need to sleep for a while before he wakes up."
Although the boy inherited a monstrous constitution like Dragon's, it wouldn't be an easy task for him to recover completely.
"He needs to sleep for a while, huh." iser fell silent for a mont, then nodded. "Alright, I understand."
He just didn't know how long Luffy would need to sleep to recover...
Shaking his head, iser turned his gaze to Bartholow Kuma, who was standing on the deck.
Is there any way to restore his consciousness? iser wondered.
Thinking about it carefully, it seed he really didn't have any ninjutsu that could restore his consciousness.
At this thought, iser fell into deep contemplation.
Noticing iser's gaze, Ivankov spoke up. "Ninja Boy, leave Kuma to ."
"You?"
Glancing at the serious-looking Ivankov, iser asked, "Do you have a way to help him regain consciousness?"
If the other party had so thod to restore Kuma's consciousness, he wouldn't mind letting Kuma leave with them.
Ivankov hesitated for a mont, the situation of the Revolutionaries flashing through his mind.
Then, he said, "It should be possible."
They had a rather brilliant scientist among the Revolutionaries. Perhaps that person would have a way to re
store Kuma.
"Is that so."
iser fell silent for a mont, then nodded. "Alright, then I'll leave Kuma to you."
It would be for the best if they could restore Kuma's consciousness.
Then... they could thank Kuma in person!
"Leave it to with confidence!" Ivankov laughed heartily.
Kuma was their important comrade, so... they would definitely find a way to cure him!!
Then, Ivankov turned his gaze to the Okama and shouted, "Prepare to set sail!"
"YEAH!!!"
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