Gin was filled with frustration!
As one of the top combatants among the Gold Councilors, he had intended to use this grand war to temper himself.
Thereby breaking through his limits and ascending to the pinnacle of the seas!
But reality was brutally harsh.
From being sent flying by Akainu's punch and knocked down by Kizaru's kick at the start, to later engaging in chaotic battles with Marine Vice Admirals, Gin never encountered an opponent who could provide sufficient pressure without being overwhelmingly powerful.
Against someone like Akainu, whom he couldn't hope to match, there was no room for tempering.
The Vice Admirals' combat prowess, on the other hand, failed to pressure him.
Weaker top-tier fighters like Ryokugyu were assigned to other leaders, leaving no opportunity for Gin to face them.
Now, as he looked at the vast plaza and the few remaining high-ranking Marine officers, Gin felt the pent-up frustration in his chest almost bursting.
In this world-shaking battle, the most outstanding performers were undoubtedly those who had taken down the Marine's top-tier forces!
Boss Caesar needed no explanation—he had been fighting two peak Admirals the entire time and even killed one top-tier combatant.
Dragon God Kaido, with his unmatched combat power, had roasted the Army General Floyd into a charred snake.
Katakuri, as the boss's most outstanding son and heir to the Beast God Pirates, had slain the Poison Dragon Admiral Magellan and several Marine Vice Admirals.
The Devil's Heir Bullett, a veteran powerhouse, had blasted Black Horse to death and uncovered the Field Stabilizer, directly bringing the battle to its conclusion!
Gin held deep respect for these individuals' ability to slay top-tier combatants.
But...
"Why did those bastards Doflamingo and Crocodile manage to join forces and take down another top-tier combatant?" Gin was utterly baffled.
Normally in one-on-one fights, neither Doflamingo nor Crocodile were his match.
After learning special techniques like Thunder Bagua from the boss and Kaido, Gin's strength had risen accordingly.
Within the Beast God Pirates, he had subtly secured the position of the strongest beneath the gods.
But if one were to ask who was the most outstanding beneath the gods in the Beast God Pirates now, it wouldn't be Gin.
Heavenly Yaksha Doflamingo.
Desert Spada Crocodile.
These two former Seven Warlords were not only exceptionally talented in handling affairs.
In the battle on Donut Island, the two joined forces to slay the super powerhouse of the old era, Golden Axe Dean!
And now, the two had delivered another strike comparable to that of an Admiral at their peak, killing Army General Pavlov!
"It seems the battle is about to end."
Katakuri walked up to the few remaining high-ranking Marine officers.
Looking at his opponents drenched in blood, ragged, and utterly exhausted, he coldly raised his right hand.
Behind him, the remaining pirates gradually gathered, forming a massive tide of people.
Not far away, Linlin was beating Ryokugyu until he coughed up blood repeatedly and kept retreating.
Judging by the situation, Ryokugyu probably wouldn't last much longer.
Vice Admiral Tsuru, Momousagi, and others led the few dozen still-conscious Marines.
Facing the still densely packed pirates across from them, they couldn't help but feel despair.
Whoosh!
A black light landed in front of the Marine officers.
"Admiral Kizaru!"
"Borsalino!"
Kizaru materialized, his face pale and covered in numerous wounds, looking utterly miserable.
He glared darkly at Katakuri across from him. "Brat, it seems it's time to continue our last fight."
Katakuri responded coldly: "Unnecessary. The scales of battle have already tilted. What remains is to completely annihilate you all!"
As his words fell, heavy, mountain-like footsteps echoed.
"Wororororo, Kizaru, the Marines' doom has come. If you're willing to surrender, I can decide to spare the trash behind you."
Kaido stepped to the forefront of the group.
Behind him, Bullett, Loki, Ganzui, Redfield, and others made their appearances one by one.
Gin kept his eyes fixed on the deathly pale Doflamingo and Crocodile, lost in thought about something.
"Fufufufu, finally vented some frustration. After dealing with the Marines, isn't it time to attack the World Government? I can't wait!"
Doflamingo draped an arm over Crocodile's shoulder, eyeing the few dozen people opposite with ill intent.
Crocodile was equally pale.
The fight against Pavlov had nearly drained both of them completely of their energy, spirit, and willpower.
Their stamina, Haki, abilities—all had been pushed to the limit without exception.
Thinking this, Crocodile sighed and pulled a cigar from his pocket, lighting it.
"Not that fast. At the very least, we need to return to Tottoland and recuperate for a few months."
As he spoke, he glanced toward the distant open sea.
"Nearly two hundred thousand people, reduced to just this handful."
"Fufufufu, those who remain are the elites! There's no shortage of pirates on the seas!"
Seeing Crocodile smoking a cigar, Doflamingo's eyes lit up.
He directly reached out and started rummaging through Crocodile's chest.
Crocodile's face darkened in anger: "What are you doing?"
"Looking for a cigar." Doflamingo replied.
"Get lost! If you want it, I'll give it to you then."
Crocodile flew into a rage and kicked Doflamingo away.
Doflamingo looked at the golden rod he had pulled out from Crocodile's body, three question marks popping up above his head.
"What the hell is this? A golden cucumber? Why does it have spikes?"
Smack!
A cigar was violently thrown into Doflamingo's face, nearly knocking off his signature glasses.
Crocodile, face dark with anger, snatched the golden rod from his hand and stuffed it back into his own chest.
Boom!
With a deafening roar, the ground beside Kizaru exploded into a crater, and a figure crashed heavily at his feet.
"Admiral Ryokugyu!"
In the pit lay Aramaki, bleeding all over, eyes unfocused, skin withered, her life force nearly completely drained.
Momousagi and Vice Admiral Tsuru hurried forward, carefully picking up the dying Aramaki.
The remaining Marine officers immediately formed a protective circle around them.
Further away, with two earth-shattering explosions, two figures descended from the sky and landed beside Kizaru.
"Admiral Aokiji!"
"Fleet Admiral Akainu!"
It was Akainu and Kuzan.
Both of them had sustained serious injuries.
Especially Akainu - first, he had fought Caesar alongside Atlas and was hit several times by Caesar's heavy punches.
Later, he teamed up with Kuzan to face Caesar again.
If not for Akainu's strength being unquestionably number one among the Marine Admirals, he might have been the one to die when Caesar flew into a rage, not Atlas.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
The ground trembled as the crowd parted like waves on both sides.
Everyone looked at the approaching figure with fanatical worship in their eyes.
"Boss Caesar!"
"Captain Caesar!"
Caesar, holding Linlin by the waist, strode forward.
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