Chapter 157: Tsunami
After the baptism of this period, the Pirates who had been called upon truly understood the cruelty of war.
For them, the war was over.
The evacuation of the Pirates brought a sigh of relief to the Allied Forces defending the Fortress.
They felt fortunate and also realized that reinforcements were coming soon.
"It's finally going to end."
Members collapsed to the ground from exhaustion.
The war had reached this point, and they had all persevered until now solely through their powerful will.
Almost everyone had reached their limit.
No one blamed them for their actions.
However, some members still held their position, not letting down even a shred of vigilance.
The thirty thousand survivors of the three-year war were the elite of the Allied Forces.
"Only the Affiliated Forces and ordinary Pirates have left. The Rocks Pirates haven't left."
Staff Officer Tsuru stood beside Kong, with Garp and Sengoku also present.
Army Generals "The Storm Dragon" and "White Ghost" stood on the other side of the Fortress.
The remaining CP0 Agents stood on another side, led by the CP0 Director-General.
This war had depleted the Marines' years of foundation, with over three hundred thousand Marine soldiers were killed.
The losses among the officer ranks, who were the pillars, were countless and could only be slowly calculated upon returning.
"It seems they are waiting for reinforcements."
Sengoku saw through the Rocks Pirates' intentions.
However, by now, their hearts were devoid of fighting spirit; they were simply too tired.
Especially in the final two hours, to cover the Force, each of them had faced the assault of multiple Strongmen.
Even Sengoku, a Mythical Zoan Devil Fruit User, found it difficult to continue.
Garp was even severely injured, covered in bandages, with several bones broken.
Quero "The Werewolf"'s toxin had corroded into his flesh and blood, and it would take a considerable amount of time for him to be fully healed and recover.
"Don't worry about them. We'll leave once the reinforcements arrive."
Kong was physically and mentally exhausted.
Regardless, he did not wish to continue the battle any longer.
The entire G-5 Fortress held only the seed of the Allied Forces.
Only this small number of people remained.
One must know that over the past three years, the Allied Forces had invested over two million troops into the entire New World, and now only this many were left.
He did not want any more losses.
So many familiar faces had disappeared beside them.
An atmosphere of grief spread throughout G-5 Fortress.
Although Tsuru remained clear-headed, she couldn't help but feel sorrow internally.
She had no heart for this war, her thoughts drifting to Marine Headquarters.
Admiral Candidate De Gea, her husband, had died in battle in this war.
And her child, whom she hadn't seen since the war broke out shortly after his birth.
Even though she was rational and her military rank had steadily risen during the war, becoming an official Staff Officer.
Her husband's sacrifice and her longing for her child made her unwilling to fight.
This war was incredibly painful for all members of the Allied Forces.
The Marines lost a Fleet Admiral, an Admiral, and all Admiral Candidates were annihilated.
Other losses were countless.
The Army was also severely damaged, with one Army General sacrificed, and the Vice Admiral ranks suffered heavy losses and were reshuffled, leaving many vacancies.
CP0 suffered heavy losses, losing two Top Tier Combatants and a large number of elite.
"Have they already relaxed?" Hades felt the emotions clearly emanating from G-5 Fortress, and a cold laugh appeared on his face.
His gaze shifted behind him, towards the Cadres who were eating food heartily, trying to recover their state in the shortest possible time.
Finally, it landed on Newgate.
"Hades, what is it?"
Noticing Hades' gaze, Newgate knew Hades had an idea.
"Hehe! The World Government's reinforcements are arriving soon. Let's give them a gift before we leave."
Hades turned his head to look at G-5 Fortress and the Great Sea in the distance.
A massive fleet was constantly approaching.
"Guralalala! Then watch closely."
Newgate laughed heartily, grabbed a piece of fatty meat, tore at it fiercely until only the bone remained, swallowed it whole, and slowly stood up.
Many people knew what Newgate was about to do.
Rocks did not stop him, standing with his arms crossed, silently watching the next scene.
Whether it was to deal with the G-5 Fortress that had let down its vigilance, or to give the guests from the World Government who had come from afar a show of force.
No one interfered.
Newgate clenched his fist, concentrating his white rings and constantly charging power.
Accompanied by a sound of tearing through the air, Newgate's punch struck the air.
The air shattered like a mirror, and even space trembled.
The power of tremors spread along the air, constantly extending towards the depths of the Great Sea.
Some Pirates who had never seen Newgate use this move were curious.
There seemed to be nothing special about it; the Great Sea remained peaceful.
However, they were not fools.
No one jumped out to mock at this moment, but waited for what would happen next.
Invisible fluctuations constantly spread.
The entire Great Sea became still, and the Pirate Ships underfoot trembled constantly, even showing tiny cracks.
However, this did not cause damage to the Pirate Ships.
The Rocks Pirates' warships were built entirely from the branch/trunk of Adam Wood.
The material was extremely tough, and Adam Wood also possessed powerful recovery power.
Even after becoming ships, the Adam Wood material still inherited this recovery power.
Before long, the tiny damage would self-repair.
Finally, a gust of gale stirred up in the air.
This seemed to be a signal.
In an instant, the Great Sea surged with waves, the sea level constantly rising, eventually forming a terrifying Tsunami.
This wasn't over yet.
Giant waves constantly gathered, merging into the Tsunami, causing the Tsunami to constantly grow larger.
G-5 Fortress was clearly the target of the Tsunami.
The Tsunami, reaching a hundred meters high, almost obscured the sky.
A shadow enveloped them, seemingly about to swallow the entire Fortress.
The Allied Forces had rejoiced too soon.
The Rocks Pirates had not said they would spare them.
An atmosphere of despair spread through G-5 Fortress.
How could they possibly resist this strength?
They had the will to resist, but they couldn't even stand up.
Their bodies had lost control.
Once they fell, their bodies having reached their limit, it was very hard to stand up again.
(end of chapter)