As the tense atmosphere enveloped both Marineford and Mary Geoise, Dave smirked, sensing the ripple of fear his actions had caused. Standing beside the revitalized Whitebeard, he folded his arms, his confident posture exuding control.
"You're all so dramatic," Dave said, his voice cutting through the uneasy murmurs. "Didn't you always want a challenge? Consider this my gift to you."
Whitebeard stepped forward, gripping his bisento tightly. "Sengoku, your little scheme ends today. Ace isn't dying here, and neither are my sons."
Sengoku clenched his fists, his mind racing for a strategy. "Whitebeard... no... Edward Newgate," he corrected himself, emphasizing the name as if trying to reassert control. "You think a younger body will change the outcome? The Marines are stronger than ever. You and your crew will still fall here."
Whitebeard let out his trademark laugh. "Gurararara! You don't understand, Sengoku. I'm not here to fall—I'm here to bring the world to its knees!"
"I always tried to remain neutral, but after this little stunt of yours, the Whitebeard Family is now fully against the World Government and its dogs—the Marines," Whitebeard declared, his voice echoing across the battlefield.
"From now on, I will kill every single World Government member I encounter. I don't care if they're Marines, CP agents, or part of any other organization under the World Government—I will end them all!"
He took a step forward, his presence overwhelming. "And from this moment onward, I will be the Pirate King!"
As those words left his lips, Whitebeard unleashed an incredible wave of Conqueror's Haki. The sheer force of it rippled through the air, striking fear into the hearts of many Marines. The weaker ones collapsed instantly, knocked unconscious by the intensity of his will. Only those with strong resolve and sufficient power managed to stay standing, though even they trembled.
Whitebeard's declaration marked a turning point. For decades, he had been a pillar of strength and protection for his family, but now he was claiming the throne left behind by Roger. The Pirate King's crown was no longer a dream—it was his declaration of war.
As Whitebeard's booming voice echoed across the battlefield, the Marines flinched. Even the mightiest among them—Admirals Akainu, Kizaru, and Aokiji—felt the weight of his words.
Dave chuckled, stepping forward with a smirk. "You've been sitting on a throne built on lies for far too long. Today, we'll see just how strong your so-called justice really is."
"Shut up! How dare a pirate question our justice?" Sengoku roared, his anger palpable. "The Pirate King's son will die, and neither you nor Whitebeard will stop it!"
Dave shrugged nonchalantly. "Oh, I see. But let me ask you something, Sengoku: What crime has Ace committed?"
Sengoku faltered for a moment before responding, "He's the Pirate King's son! That evil bloodline is reason enough!"
Dave's eyes narrowed as he pressed further. "Alright, then what crime did Gol D. Roger commit?"
Sengoku stiffened at the question but quickly replied, "He was the Pirate King!"
"And what does that mean?" Dave asked, his tone calm yet piercing. "How exactly did he earn that title?"
Whitebeard, standing nearby, listened intently, intrigued by the conversation. Sengoku, however, was visibly enraged. "The Pirate King committed heinous crimes to achieve that title!" he shouted.
Dave snorted. "Or is it that he defied the so-called 'Celestial Dragons'—those parasites who betrayed the original gods, the D family, the true rulers of the seas and its kings?"
The battlefield fell silent as the weight of Dave's words sank in. Sengoku gritted his teeth. "Your lies won't save you!"
"Is that so?" Dave replied, a mocking grin on his face. "Then tell me, why is it that only those who pay heavy tributes to the World Government are 'protected' by Marines? And why are those who refuse either destroyed or labeled as criminals?"
Before Sengoku could respond, Dave turned toward Kaido, who stood silently on the sidelines. "Kaido, show them," Dave said, gesturing for the massive figure to step forward.
Kaido raised his hand, and a projection of a scene appeared in the air above the battlefield.
The scene depicted a pirate raid on a small island. Sengoku sneered, "See? That's a pirate attack!"
"Wait for it," Dave said calmly.
The projection shifted, revealing a group of CP agents speaking in hushed tones as they hid nearby.
"I really wonder how much more these cowards will pay us," one agent said with a smirk.
"Leave them alone for now. We're here to make sure they understand who's in charge," another replied.
"Tch. These idiots complain, but they pay up. If they don't, we'll destroy the island and blame it on pirates," a third added coldly.
The projection ended, leaving the battlefield in stunned silence.
"Now, what do you have to say, 'Dog of the Celestial Dragons'?" Dave asked, his voice dripping with disdain as he glared at Sengoku.
The live broadcast of the execution reached every corner of the world, and the dramatic confrontation on the battlefield left viewers in shock and disbelief.
"M-maybe... it's just pirate lies," stammered a man in a crowded tavern. Several others began to nod hesitantly, unwilling to accept the harsh truths being revealed.
"This proves nothing! That brat there is just a liar and a pirate like the rest of them!" Sengoku shouted, pointing at Dave. His voice carried across the battlefield, desperate to regain control of the narrative.
Dave rolled his eyes, his patience visibly wearing thin. "Oh, really? Just like the Marines didn't commit genocide at Ohara? Or how you didn't blame an entire island for crimes they never committed?" he retorted, his voice heavy with sarcasm.
The crowd watching the broadcast began murmuring again, uneasy as Dave continued to peel away the veneer of "justice" the Marines claimed to uphold.
"You and your so-called 'justice' are nothing but hypocrites," Dave continued. "You've turned genocide into policy and scapegoating into a strategy. You hide behind the flag of peace while slaughtering innocents!"
Sengoku's face darkened with rage, but he said nothing. The weight of Dave's words hung in the air.
Dave's expression shifted into something far more menacing. His eyes burned with fury, and his aura darkened as a chilling transformation overtook him. His body shifted into a demonic form, his voice deep and guttural. He radiated an overwhelming presence, causing even the bravest Marines to falter.
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