The man who exuded domineering aura?
Many of the pirates present immediately froze in their tracks.
As a main combatant of Whitebeard's Pirate Fleet, besides the 16 division captains, each commands a squad of 100 men.
A single Moby Dick ship might not be able to carry nearly two thousand troops, but as one of the few super-large pirate ships, there are currently at least five or six hundred people aboard.
Among them, there are many new recruits, representing the new generation, and most of them only have a vague idea of Shanks's strength.
So when Marco's warning was heard, many still looked confused.
Before they could react, a figure suddenly swooped down from the sky and landed on the bow deck.
He had red hair, a white business shirt, paired with a black cloak and legendary durable flip-flops.
His gentle smile, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he stepped forward.
Clack!
The crisp sound of footsteps echoed, and the air around suddenly seemed to come to a halt.
In the next moment, the domineering Haki hidden within Shanks erupted like a raging tide, exploding with a thunderous roar.
Bang!
A deep rumbling sound filled the air, and the deck beneath his feet seemed to crack under the pressure, emitting a sharp, breaking sound.
An invisible shockwave surged downward, and the pirates who lacked strength and couldn't retreat in time spat out foam and fainted.
With each step Shanks took, this overwhelming aura would rise another notch.
By the tenth step, the heavy floor beneath his feet seemed to buckle under the strain, cracking into web-like fissures!
The violent Haki surged like a tidal wave, spreading in all directions.
It even shot straight into the sky, piercing the clouds.
In an instant, the accumulated dark clouds in the sky were sliced apart by a single slash!
The originally calm sea surface now roiled with waves and winds.
It was as if an invisible giant hand was stirring the entire world.
Even Garp and others hiding behind distant rocks slightly changed their expressions.
In their calculations, even if the Four Emperors were ruling different parts of the New World, none of them were easy to deal with.
But they would never have expected such a scene to erupt upon their first meeting—that was beyond their understanding.
"Vice Admiral Garp, should we intervene?" one navy soldier asked first, unable to hold back.
"Intervene?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, everyone's nerves tensed, their eyes sharply turning to Garp.
Right now, with Shanks and Whitebeard fighting fiercely, if Garp forcibly intervened, it would be like dancing on a grave—suicide.
But before Garp could speak, a sudden shout came from the lookout on the mast.
"Vice Admiral Garp! Something's wrong! Someone's rushing over from the distant sea!"
This urgent cry immediately shook everyone's nerves.
Faced with this strange message, not only the ordinary crew but even Garp himself was the first to lose composure. All eyes turned sharply in the direction indicated.
The first thing that caught their eyes was a silhouette streaking across the sea at high speed, splashing water like a giant wave as it surged forward.
The speed was so fast that it splashed seawater everywhere, like a tidal wave crashing outward.
This strange arrival caught Garp's pupils shrinking slightly. As he saw clearly who it was, his expression changed drastically.
Meanwhile, on the Moby Dick, sparks of Haki clashed like fireworks, bursting and crackling wildly.
The collision, with no one giving way, caused a massive shockwave that swept across the entire deck.
Pirates with weaker strength, who had barely managed to stand within Shanks's domineering aura, were forcibly knocked over by the storm of energy, crashing onto the deck and unconscious with rolling eyes.
Feeling the deck beneath him cracking inch by inch, Shanks's expression darkened. He said, "Whitebeard, are you crazy?"
"I'm just here to advise you—to stop Ace and Blackbeard Thatch from fighting."
"If you take your anger out on me and decide to fight, I'm not afraid of you!"
This tone carried an undeniable weight.
Twenty-six years ago, Shanks was a trainee crew member on Roger's ship, but today, he was one of the Four Emperors. His words were unambiguous.
Even Marco, watching from afar, looked increasingly serious.
"Hmph, Shanks, who needs your good intentions? Tell me, is Ace's disappearance something you secretly did? Don't forget, he's Roger's son. If anything happens to him, can you live up to Roger?" Whitebeard growled angrily.
Facing Ace's disappearance, Whitebeard was clearly furious and was directing all his anger at Shanks.
This wasn't Whitebeard's fault.
After all, everyone on the Moby Dick was considered family by him, and he was venting his frustration.
These people couldn't take it.
Shanks's sudden appearance just happened to clash with Whitebeard's fury.
Faced with this sudden outbreak, Shanks was momentarily stunned.
He finally understood why Whitebeard was so furious.
He was shot in the back!
But before Shanks could explain, a cold, unexpected voice with a strange accent suddenly sounded out: "Hey, are you guys looking for him? He doesn't seem to have woken up yet!"
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