"Still…"
Renn Hawk raised an eyebrow slightly.
Fleet Admiral Sakazuki and his old brother-in-arms Kuzan had decided to plunge the blade straight into the heart of the World Government.
But those two were no ordinary men.
One wielded magma, the other ice. Both stood at the absolute summit of power on this sea.
Even if they faced that being with the grotesque abilities, Im, they might not be able to win outright, but escaping should not be a problem.
After all, in the original timeline, Im could not even detain Sabo on the spot.
As the thought settled, the tight knot in Renn Hawk's chest finally loosened.
He let out a long breath.
There was still time for him to rush to their aid.
The priority now was to finish arranging the battle at G Five.
Renn Hawk's eyes swept across the battlefield like the most precise radar.
The situation was crystal clear.
The World Government's forces were collapsing.
The Supreme Commander of the God's Knights, Saint Garling, had been blasted into the ten thousand meter deep sea, leaving not even bones behind.
The remaining members of the God's Knights, having lost command, were being eliminated one by one.
Among the Five Elders, the Warrior God of Science and Defense, Saint Saturn, had been crushed to death by Kuma in the most brutal way imaginable.
The Warrior God of Finance, Saint Nusjuro, had been crippled by Renn Hawk himself, barely clinging to life.
The remaining three Elders were being beaten down relentlessly by the old legends of the Marines. Their defeat was only a matter of time.
The World Government's side was finished.
He turned to the alliance of the Emperors.
Fujitora and Ryokugyu, two newly risen monsters, had perfectly pinned down Kaido and Big Mom.
They might not decide the outcome quickly, but Kizaru was already free.
Once he joined, it would become three Admirals against two Emperors. Kaido and Big Mom were doomed.
As for their commanders…
Roronoa Zoro was fighting King.
With proper guidance, the right path, and his terrifying willpower, Zoro defeating King again was inevitable.
Sanji was facing Katakuri.
The technology of the Stealth Black combined with Sanji's unpredictable kicking style left even someone who could see the future struggling to keep up. Sanji clearly held the upper hand.
The rest of the commanders were being mercilessly hunted under the leadership of Marines like Dane, Hibari, Kujaku, Smoker, and Tashigi.
Renn Hawk reached his final conclusion.
The battle at G Five was decided.
Total annihilation was only a matter of time.
He sank his consciousness inward.
The Justice Points from killing Saint Garling and Saint Saturn had already been credited.
A cold glint flashed in his eyes.
Just Saturn alone had given him two million Justice Points.
That realization sent a chill down his spine.
These beings who sat atop the world and called themselves gods had committed crimes beyond imagination.
Once the Five Elders were completely wiped out, he could perform his final allocation.
Renn Hawk's gaze dropped back to the ice, locking onto the struggling pile of bones and flesh.
Saint Nusjuro, die.
His figure vanished from the sky.
In the next instant, he appeared above the remains, his fist wrapped in crimson Conqueror's Haki slamming down like a meteor.
The ice shattered.
There was no scream, no resistance.
Only a bottomless crater remained.
Saint Nusjuro's last remnants, along with his so-called immortality, were erased from this world in a single blow.
Renn Hawk rose back into the air.
To be safe, he needed to reach the Holy Land as soon as possible.
"Marshal Sengoku. Vice Admiral Garp. Instructor Zephyr."
His voice rang clearly in the ears of the three Marine legends.
"Stop playing around. Finish off those old monsters quickly. I need to head to the Holy Land."
Garp froze for a moment, then burst into thunderous laughter.
"Alright. Then this old man will get serious."
Sengoku's golden Buddha form shed its smile, replaced by boundless authority and killing intent.
Zephyr roared with laughter as blood-red energy surged around him, his presence like a vampire king returned from hell.
The three living fossils of the Marines unleashed their true power at the same time.
Renn Hawk did not look back.
He trusted them.
All he had to do was wait for the Justice Points to roll in.
His gaze shifted to another battlefield.
"Kizaru."
"Stop watching and help Fujitora and Ryokugyu. End it fast."
Kizaru complained lazily, but his body moved without hesitation.
He turned into a beam of light and appeared beside the other two Admirals.
Three Admirals faced two Emperors.
"Kaido. Big Mom. Your era is over."
At last, Renn Hawk looked at the young figures fighting in blood on the ice.
"Zoro. Sanji. Dane. Hibari. Kujaku. Smoker. Tashigi."
"The Emperor commanders are yours."
"Yes, Brother Hawk."
"Understood, Admiral Hawk."
Their attacks grew even fiercer.
"All units," Renn Hawk commanded, "form squads and hunt freely."
"I want to see no pirate still standing on this ice."
The elite Marines roared in unison, surging forward like sharks drawn by blood toward the shattered enemy lines.
With everything arranged, Renn Hawk took a deep breath.
Crimson Conqueror's Haki erupted around his body as he shot into the sky, tearing through the clouds like a cannonball.
His destination was clear.
The Red Line.
The Holy Land, Mary Geoise.
Fleet Admiral Sakazuki. Kuzan.
Hold on.
I'm coming.
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