One Piece: King of the World-Chapter 351: Give You Face? What Are You?

Sakazuki caught the slash with a punch. As the magma dispersed, a wound appeared on his arm.

In truth, Sakazuki's injuries were quite serious. After all, he had been the one taking the brunt of the damage in his battle against Whitebeard earlier.

Staring at the wound on his arm, Sakazuki frowned slightly, his gaze dark and intense as he looked in the direction the slash had come from.

Blood trickled from the wound on his forehead, staining his face. Combined with his furious expression, he looked terrifying.

"Red-Hair..." Sakazuki murmured grimly, his face dark with rage.

Indeed, that slash had come from none other than Red-Hair Shanks. At some point, the Red Hair Pirates had already arrived at the port.

With Shanks' appearance, the entire battlefield gradually fell into silence. After all, his strength and status were extraordinary, he was an Emperor of the Sea, a man who stood on equal footing with Whitebeard!

Stepping onto the ice, Shanks slowly sheathed his saber, Gryphon, and surveyed the chaotic battlefield.

"It really looks like hell on earth," he muttered, his expression serious.

"Red-Hair!?" Marco's eyes widened in shock.

Meanwhile, the moment Garp saw Shanks, his expression twisted with anger. That bastard! I wasn't even looking for him, and yet he dares to come to Marineford?!

But despite his rage, the situation was complicated. He hesitated, his fists clenched, glaring at Shanks but not immediately taking action.

"That's Red-Hair Shanks?"

"Why is another Emperor of the Sea here?"

"Did G-1 fail to intercept them?"

"What are they here for?"

"Red Hair Pirates?"

Both Marines and pirates alike were caught off guard by Shanks' sudden arrival. Unlike Shiki and others, who were infamous criminals defeated by the Marines, Shanks was an active Emperor of the Sea, his presence was far more unsettling.

"Red-Hair! What are you doing here? Are you planning to fight us?!" Sengoku pushed through the crowd, glaring at Shanks.

Shanks met Sengoku's gaze without backing down and replied, "No. On the contrary, I'm here to stop this war."

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After a brief pause, he continued, "The execution is over, isn't it? Whitebeard is dead. This war is already a victory for the Marines, there's no need for further bloodshed."

"Ridiculous!!! The eradication of evil must be thorough!!!" Sakazuki spat furiously.

Ignoring his own injuries, the molten magma on his body dripped onto the ice, sizzling as it made contact. If Sengoku gave the order, he would charge at Shanks without hesitation.

Sengoku's expression darkened. From a purely strategic standpoint, Whitebeard was dead, and the execution had been completed. The war could be considered a Marine victory. But...

His gaze shifted toward the remnants of the Whitebeard Pirates. Those damn criminals were still alive. If they managed to escape back to the New World, it would only lead to more trouble in the future.

"It won't benefit either side to continue fighting," Shanks said. "There are wounded all over this battlefield. Marines who could have survived might die because they can't receive medical attention in time."

Sengoku's brows furrowed once more. Does he think I don't already know that? But this was a battlefield!

If they focused too much on treating the wounded, they would give the pirates an opening. That would only lead to even greater losses!

Sakazuki spoke up again, his voice filled with fury. "A soldier must have the resolve of a soldier! To die on the battlefield is an honor! It is the duty of a soldier to sacrifice himself before the civilians!

If we let you pirates roam freely, countless more innocent lives will be lost. And now you want us to stop? Do you think that justifies the sacrifices made today?! Every Marine who died here gave their life for justice!!!"

Sengoku looked conflicted, while Shanks ignored Sakazuki and continued, "That's enough. Please, give me some face and let this war end here."

As he spoke, he slowly drew Gryphon again. His voice was firm as he added, "If anyone still wants to fight… then my Red Hair Pirates will take you on!"

At that moment, a slash sliced through the air, trailing white smoke as it shot toward Shanks. His expression hardened. He raised Gryphon and blocked the attack, but the force behind it pushed him back a step.

But it wasn't over yet. The white smoke from the slash spread upon contact. Sensing danger, Shanks immediately shook his blade to disperse it—only to find that Gryphon was already coated in a thin layer of frost!

"Give you face?" A cold voice rang out as a figure slowly emerged from the battlefield. "You're a pirate. What are you? What qualifications do you have to demand face from the World Government and the Marines?!"

Claudius stepped forward, his expression icy as he gripped his demon sword tightly, his gaze locked onto Shanks.

"Donquixote... Claudius." Shanks' face darkened. He knew all too well how troublesome this man was.

Claudius, however, ignored him. Instead, he pulled out a Den Den Mushi and gave a direct order.

"All CP-X members, listen up. Target the Red Hair Pirates. If they show even the slightest intent to interfere with Marine operations, engage immediately—no mercy!"

Claudius had no intention of giving Shanks any face. If he wanted a fight, then so be it.

The moment his words fell, powerful figures appeared behind him—Doflamingo, Crocodile, Enel, Hancock, and Fujitora, all standing at the ready.

Claudius lit a cigar, taking a slow drag before exhaling. "Fleet Admiral Sengoku, execute justice."

"Understood." Sengoku responded without hesitation. With Claudius backing him, he no longer held back. Lifting the Den Den Mushi, he issued the order:

"Continue the assault! Annihilate the Whitebeard Pirates!!!"

The moment Sengoku gave the order, all hesitation among the Marines disappeared.

Sakazuki made the first move, charging straight for Marco.

Kuzan raised his hand, launching an ice attack at Jozu.

Borsalino soared into the air, golden light radiating as he prepared to strike.

The Marine Admirals and elite soldiers resumed their offensive, bearing down on the remnants of the Whitebeard Pirates.

Meanwhile, Claudius stood with his cigar between his lips, staring at the Red Hair Pirates with a cold smirk.

The Red Hair Pirates were an elite crew. They didn't have many members, but every one of them was incredibly powerful.

But was CP-X any weaker?

From the start of this war, Claudius had suspected that Shanks might interfere. That was why CP-X hadn't fully engaged in battle, he had been waiting for this moment.

Now, Doflamingo, Crocodile, and the others were in peak condition, ready to fight at a moment's notice!

Lucky took a bite of his chicken leg and chewed thoughtfully before asking, "Captain, what do we do? Are we going to war?"

Shanks' expression was grim as he glared at Claudius. "The war is over."

"The war isn't over," Claudius retorted coldly. "A pirate like you doesn't get to decide that, we do."

"This will only cause more meaningless casualties!" Shanks argued.

"Meaningless?" Claudius sneered. "No, ensuring that pirates like you never harm the world again is the greatest meaning of all. Don't underestimate justice, you pirate bastard."

Shanks clenched his fists, his fury barely contained. Every instinct told him to teach Claudius a lesson. But seeing the CP-X members standing at the ready, his rationality warned him, this was not a fight worth picking.