The pirate faction instantly erupted in cheers like a mountain's roar and a tsunami's crash, the sound waves rippling across the nearby sea.
Kid roughly wiped his mouth with a blood-stained sleeve, his metal arm transforming and reassembling with a 'clank, clank', the electromagnetic coils once again emitting a dangerous blue glow.
He bared his blood-stained teeth and laughed loudly, "Hahaha! Now this is going to be a good show!"
The surrounding metal debris trembled and floated with his laughter.
Hawkins sat cross-legged amidst a pile of burning tarot card ashes, his pale fingers drawing a brand new set of gilded cards from his sleeve.
When he flipped open the first card, the 'Death' symbol on its face faded at a visible speed, replaced by a shining'Sun' emblem.
His dead-still eyes finally showed a ripple of emotion: "Survival rate... has increased from 3% to 87%..."
Before he finished speaking, ten new straw man clones had already emerged from under his robe.
Most moving of all was Drake; his Allosaurus form was shattered, only a skeleton remained of his left wing, and there was a bowl-sized Penetrating wound in his abdomen.
But he stubbornly propped himself up with his dragon tail, his broken horn pressed against the scorched earth, inch by inch.
Blood-stained scales regrew in the sunlight, making a 'crackle, crackle' sound.
When his vertical pupils refocused, what burned within them was no longer pain, but fierce fighting spirit.
Shanks' wrist gave a gentle flick, and the blade of gryphon drew an elegant arc in the air, sliding precisely into its sheath with a clear 'zing'.
He tilted his head slightly, his gaze piercing through the smoke lingering on the battlefield, looking towards the direction where Kaido had descended, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.
He had sensed it long ago; from the beginning of the battle, that familiar oppressive feeling had been faintly discernible deep within the clouds.
Observation Haki allowed him to clearly capture the sound of scales rubbing as the Azure Dragon roamed in the clouds, and he could even hear Yamato's anxious stomping.
But even so, Kaido choosing to act at this critical moment still slightly surprised him.
"Looks like I owe a favor..." Shanks' lips curved slightly upwards, his voice so soft that only Beckman beside him could hear it.
His thumb unconsciously stroked the old scar on the sword hilt, the sunlight casting fragmented spots of light on his face, making his true expression at that moment unclear.
Kaido in the distance seemed to sense something, his dragon whiskers perked up proudly, but he was soon grimacing from a punch by Yamato.
Shanks withdrew his gaze and turned towards the small figure on the top floor of the concert hall.
Uta's red and white long hair fluttered in the aftershocks of the explosion, the golden microphone in her hand pointed in his direction.
Father and daughter looked at each other across the distance, the deep emotion in Shanks' eyes gradually turning gentle.
He gently pressed the scar on his chest, where Uta's childhood straw charm, though long dry and yellow, was hidden.
The entire battlefield's situation was suddenly twisted by an invisible hand, presenting a one-sided stance.
The New Navy's silver fleet suddenly went to full engine power, twelve warships advancing in an arrowhead formation, the waves stirred by their bows refracting rainbow-like light in the sun.
Zephyr stood on the flagship's deck, his right fist raised high, and the New Marine soldiers shouted in unison, the sound waves rippling the sea.
The Supernovas quickly reorganized their formation: Kid's electromagnetic cannon positions were reconstructed with metal debris, flashing with dangerous blue light, "Hahaha, what a fierce battle!"
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