Marineford Inner Bay.
As Whitebeard's voice fell, the curtain of war was instantly drawn.
"Fire!"
An unknown Marine officer roared hysterically, and the cannons already aimed at the Inner Bay simultaneously spat out flames.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Dense cannonballs trailed long plumes of black smoke, raining down like a steel storm, overwhelmingly smashing towards the Whitebeard Pirates' fleet.
"We don't need this kind of welcoming ceremony!"
Diamond Jozu grinned, his burly body thrust forward, transforming entirely into brilliant diamond, effortlessly deflecting all the cannonballs flying towards the Moby Dick.
"Kill!"
"Bring Ace back!"
On the forty-plus pirate ships, tens of thousands of pirates let out earth-shattering roars, waving their swords and guns, pouring off the ships like a tide, stepping onto the harbor that had just been plowed by cannon fire.
Shouts of killing, sounds of impact, and gunfire rose and fell continuously.
A war that would determine the direction of the era erupted here.
On the execution platform, the Three Admirals remained seated in their respective chairs, looking down from above at the plaza that had already become a battlefield.
Akainu Sakazuki's fist was tightly clenched at some unknown point, his magma-like eyes reflecting the figure of Whitebeard, as well as the giant Oars, who was marching with heavy, unstoppable steps toward the plaza.
"Kuzan, Borsalino."
He did not turn around, his voice deep, like magma surging underground, "Saint Ian is watching in the Fleet Admiral's office right now. If I find any of you passively engaging in the upcoming battle, don't blame me, Sakazuki, for disregarding our camaraderie."
As his voice fell, Aokiji Kuzan beside him lazily raised his eyelids, while Kizaru Borsalino let out an exaggerated sigh: "Oh~ How scary~"
Although they spoke like this, both of them simultaneously glanced out of the corner of their eyes at the tallest building of Marineford behind them.
They knew clearly in their hearts that Akainu's threat was insignificant, but Ian's personal presence at the Summit War forced them to take it seriously.
Because Saint Ian's personal presence at the Summit War this time was not just to watch the battle; if they fought passively in this war, their Admiral careers would definitely end here, and they might even be personally held accountable by Ian and thrown into prison!
Just then, a violent tremor came without warning from beneath their feet!
Immediately following, a terrifying and suffocating wave of aura surged out from the Inner Bay, instantly enveloping the entire Marineford and pouring relentlessly towards the surrounding sea areas.
At the bow of the Moby Dick, Whitebeard slightly bent his knees, adopting a solid horse stance. He abruptly pulled back his fist, which was covered in Armament Haki.
"Crack—"
The air around his fist actually shattered like glass!
The next second, he fiercely punched out towards the empty space in front of him!
The earth began to tremble wildly, the sky seemed to be torn apart by an invisible giant hand, and the entire Marineford island shook violently.
The Marine soldiers in the plaza stumbled, unable to stand steady.
Even more terrifyingly, the sea surface around Marineford was rapidly rising at a visible speed, instantly forming two monstrous, sky-obscuring tidal waves that swept towards Marineford from the left and right sides!
"It's... it's a tsunami!"
"The world is going to be destroyed!"
"Run!"
Countless Marine soldiers turned pale, abandoning their gear, with nothing left in their eyes but endless despair.
"Ararara, seriously, starting this big right away?"
Aokiji yawned, stood up from his chair, and flashed into the air.
He extended both arms, and two streams of bone-chilling cold air burst forth from his palms.
"Ice Age!"
Everything was frozen wherever the cold air passed.
The two monstrous tidal waves, capable of swallowing everything, were instantly frozen upon contact with the cold air, transforming into two towering icebergs suspended in mid-air.
Not only that, the ice spread at an alarming speed, instantly freezing the entire Marineford Inner Bay completely, forming a massive ice battlefield.
"Since they have a foothold, don't hold back."
Akainu stood up, his right arm transforming into scorching hot magma, and he fiercely punched the sky.
"Meteor Volcano!"
In an instant, thousands of giant magma fists shot up into the sky, tracing crimson paths in the air, launching a saturation attack like a doomsday meteor shower towards the Whitebeard Pirates on the ice surface.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The ice surface was instantly riddled with holes, scorching steam shot up into the sky, and countless pirates were swallowed by the magma amidst their wails.
However, before they could catch their breath from the desperate situation.
Kizaru's figure had also leaped high into the sky at some unknown point. He brought his hands together, and countless dazzling light spots gathered at his fingertips.
"Yasakani Sacred Jewel!"
The light spots rained down, pouring relentlessly.
For a moment, the entire ice battlefield was completely submerged by the firelight of explosions and the pirates' screams.
"Pops! I'll stop Kizaru!"
First Division Commander Marco's eyes were bloodshot; he could no longer stand by and watch. He transformed into a ball of azure flame, spread his wings as the Phoenix, and soared into the sky, intercepting all of Kizaru's attacks.
"Stop getting carried away, Kizaru!"
Simultaneously, Flower Sword Vista drew his two swords, stepped onto the ice surface, and transformed into an elegant yet deadly afterimage, heading straight for Aokiji...
Fleet Admiral's Office.
Ian drained the red wine in his glass. Through the huge floor-to-ceiling window, he took in the tragic panorama of the war unfolding below.
The roar of cannon fire, the jarring clash of swords, and the continuous shouts and wails of killing made the blood inside him surge at an unprecedented speed.
Gradually, a smile of excitement appeared on Ian's face. He then turned his head, looking intently at Empress Hancock beside him.
"Hancock."
Ian's voice was slightly hoarse, carrying a trace of uncontrollable excitement: "This Young Master is more fired up now than ever before!"
"With a war this grand, we shouldn't stay idle either!"
Saying this, Ian raised his hand and pointed at the desk opposite them!
Hancock's delicate body trembled, and her exquisite face instantly flushed with two intoxicating blushes.
She did not speak, merely nodded shyly, then silently walked to the Fleet Admiral's desk, bent over, and lay prone, before looking back at Ian.
Soon, the war at Marineford reached full intensity.
This stood in stark contrast to the battle inside the Fleet Admiral's Office.
Ian, inside the Fleet Admiral's Office, was wicked and arrogant. He grabbed Hancock by the neck, pushed her against the huge floor-to-ceiling window, and once again took in the slaughter in the plaza below.