Chapter 407: Give You an Explanation?
Roy's appearance was like a blazing sun suddenly rising in the dead of night, completely igniting the morale of the Marines!
Sakazuki's entire body boiled with magma, roaring like a volcano;
Kizaru flashed with golden light, his sword intent crisscrossing the air;
Aokiji's freezing aura spread, a thousand-foot ice wall stretching in all directions;
Sengoku's Buddha light towered into the clouds, looking like a golden guardian deity!!!
The combined might of the four Marine apex fighters, intertwined with Roy's world-crushing Conqueror's Haki, formed an apocalyptic storm that pressed heavily against the Holy Knights!
"BOOM—!!!"
Just the clash of their auras alone caused the fractured island of Marineford to tremble violently. The earth spider-webbed with cracks, and seawater surged backward, looking as if the island would sink in the very next second!
The eight Holy Knights led by Saint Figarland Chiringom instantly underwent a drastic change in expression. They boasted of being the "Shield of the Gods," yet under this overwhelming pressure, they couldn't help but stagger two steps back. Their silver armor clattered, and for the first time, panic surfaced in their eyes.
"Is this... Roy?!" someone muttered, their voice trembling.
Saint Shamrock's heart pounded wildly, cold sweat soaking his clothes. An image of his past orders flashed through his mind—in that split second, he felt as if he were plummeting into an abyss, his legs almost giving out. Damn it... did I actually provoke a primeval dragon?!!
Saint Figarland Garling gritted his teeth, forcing himself to remain calm. He pointed the tip of his sword straight at Roy, though the silver blade trembled slightly:
"ROY!!! The Marine Fleet Admiral actually dared to attack a Five Elder—this is a felony that shakes the very foundation of the world!!!"
"The Marines must give the Holy Knights an explanation!!!"
His voice rolled like thunder. The Holy Knights behind him seemed to have caught a lifeline, immediately roaring in unison, trying to use "legitimacy" to steady their minds:
"That's right!! Justice is on our side!!!"
"The Marines must kneel and apologize to the 'Gods'!!"
For a moment, a forest of silver armor stood tall, their voices soaring to the sky as if trying to reclaim their shattered momentum through sheer volume.
However, Roy merely slowly raised his right hand.
In that instant, heaven and earth abruptly fell silent, all roars forcibly choked off as if by an invisible giant hand.
Roy's voice wasn't loud, yet it pierced clearly into everyone's eardrums: "An explanation?"
He took a step forward. The ground beneath his feet fractured as his ultimate Conqueror's Haki crushed downward.
"Saint Saturn, in his capacity as a Five Elder, publicly sheltered pirate death-row inmates who have brought chaos to the world, and interfered with a Marine execution—
According to Marine Law, Article 38, Clause 7: Anyone who obstructs the execution of Justice, regardless of status... shall be treated as an accomplice."
His eyes were as cold as the abyss, pressing down on their hearts with a chilling weight: "Fleet Admiral Sengoku acted in accordance with the law to suppress a pirate accomplice—what crime has he committed?!!"
His words detonated like thunder, draining the color from the world. The silver-armored knights paled simultaneously, their voices coming to an abrupt halt.
Immediately after, Saint Garling's voice echoed again, as heavy as the toll of an ancient bell:
"Have you ever considered—that Sengoku's actions have attacked the very cornerstone that has maintained eight hundred years of peace in this world?!"
"These eight hundred years, despite the price paid, ended the catastrophe of the Void Century.
The Five Elders and their underlying mechanisms bear a burden you cannot even imagine: maintaining the balance of hundreds of affiliated nations, and suppressing devastating, taboo powers."
"These are things you cannot easily replace with just your own strength!"
Saint Garling pressed closer step by step, his tone growing harsher: "If you think this is purely about 'Justice'—then that is the ultimate foolishness.
What the Marines have done is tear the very first breach in the dam protecting this world."
"The 'Justice' you pursue might bring momentary joy, but the ensuing power vacuum and world war will leave countless ordinary civilians displaced, their families destroyed."
"Is this 'Justice' you keep parroting just paving your path to becoming a hero with their corpses?!!"
The air in the plaza seemed to solidify; even the crackling of fire and the shifting of frost seemed suppressed.
Saint Garling's words struck like a heavy hammer, carrying a judgmental authority that pushed the atmosphere of the entire battlefield to the brink of collapse.
—Power vacuum, war, a sea of blood.
Every single word was meant to nail Roy to the cross as the "Enemy of the World."
Roy simply looked at him quietly, his gaze so freezing it felt as if it could pierce straight through a person, and spoke flatly:
"Are you done with your grand preaching?"
That voice wasn't loud, yet it struck the soul like a boom of divine thunder.
Saint Garling's heart jolted, as if a corner of his confidence had been crushed by that indifferent stare.
But he immediately gritted his teeth and shouted, his voice carrying urgent oppression: "Roy!! Are you insisting on bullying others with sheer power?! The entire world is watching this place!!!"
As soon as these words fell, the Marine soldiers who had just steadied their resolve began to waver once more.
Yet at this exact moment, a weak, intermittent voice echoed from the deep crater—
Saint Saturn, his body a mangled mess of flesh and blood, his aura failing, still struggled to raise his head, his eyes brimming with venomous resentment:
"Roy... even if you have connections with 'That Person'... you cannot change... the fact that the Marine Fleet Admiral attacked a Celestial Dragon..."
This single sentence was like a thunderbolt striking the ground!
The entire plaza instantly exploded!
The Marine soldiers' expressions changed drastically, deeper doubts and hesitation welling up in their hearts.
—It was true. The Marine Fleet Admiral had taken action to suppress Saint Saturn. Countless people had witnessed this with their own eyes. How could they wash that clean?
The surviving pirates erupted into savage laughter and mockery, as if they had grasped their final lifeline:
"Haha!! The Marines have finally bared their fangs!!"
"You actually dared to wage war on the Celestial Dragons?! You guys are even crazier than we are!!!"
"Marines, Celestial Dragons... let's all go to hell together!!!"
Meanwhile, the momentum of the Holy Knights surged dramatically. They seemed to draw infinite confidence from Saint Garling's rhetoric and Saint Saturn's declaration, roaring in unison:
"That's right!!! The Marine Fleet Admiral has already betrayed the World Government—an unforgivable sin!!!"
"Kneel and confess your crimes!!! Otherwise, prepare to face a crusade from the entire world!!!"
For a time, three forces—hesitation, cold mockery, and arrogance—intertwined into a vortex, tearing at the will of every single person on the battlefield.
However, amidst the howling storm, Roy remained completely unmoving.
He slowly raised his eyes, his gaze as cold as the abyss, locking dead onto Saint Garling.
His voice was deep, yet it acted like an iron hammer smashing through the void, making everyone's hearts tremble:
"You said... you want an explanation?"
A flash of triumph crossed Saint Garling's eyes. Thinking he had finally forced Roy into a corner, a cold sneer curled on his lips, his tone incredibly arrogant: "Exactly! Hand over Sengoku immediately!! Otherwise—"
In his eyes, the impending scene was already crystal clear:
—As long as Roy hesitated even slightly, the Marines' majesty would collapse;
—The moment Sengoku was handed over, the authority and faith the Marines had built over the years would turn entirely to dust.
The whole plaza held its breath, waiting for Roy's response.
However—
SWISH—!
Roy merely swiped his hand casually, tearing the void open like a piece of paper.
In the next second, a figure covered in wounds, its face swollen completely beyond recognition, was thrown heavily at Saint Garling's feet!
"THUD—!"
As the dust settled, the familiar clothing and face made everyone gasp sharply!
"Saint Somars?!!" The members of the Holy Knights froze, their eyes filled with utter confusion and horror.
Saint Chiringom instinctively spoke up: "Saint Somars? Why... why are you here?!"
However, only Saint Garling and Saint Shamrock underwent a drastic change in expression the moment they clearly saw the figure. Cold sweat poured down their backs like rain, their hands and feet turning icy cold.
Saint Garling's sword trembled violently in his hand, almost slipping from his grasp as the silver light wavered endlessly!
Roy's voice rang out once again, cold and merciless, like a reaper declaring a sentence:
"You said... you wanted me to give you an explanation, right?"
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