Chapter 91: Marineford War
But unknown to them, Whitebeard's approach was vastly different this time. The rejuvenated pirate was determined to fight smarter, not harder. Only his most trusted captains, along with the leaders of the allied pirate crews, would accompany him to Marineford. A select group of 50 warriors—his elite—would be aboard his flagship. No massive armada, no hordes of men. Just powerhouses prepared to bring the fight directly to the Marines.
The war was about to begin, but with this twist in plans, no one could predict its outcome.
Would the Marines' overwhelming numbers prevail, or would the might of Whitebeard's new strategy and Dave's unpredictable involvement turn the tides in an unexpected direction? The pieces were in motion, and the world stood on the brink of a historic clash.
The week flew by in a tense haze, with the Marines meticulously preparing for the execution of Portgas D. Ace. The atmosphere at Marineford was electric, a mix of anticipation and dread as the momentous event approached.
The execution platform was set, just as it had been in the original timeline. Ace knelt between two executioners, bound and stoic, his expression unreadable as he faced the gathered Marine forces and the growing audience of onlookers. Fleet Admiral Sengoku stepped forward, his voice booming over the tense silence.
"Ace, tell the world—who is your father?"
Without hesitation, Ace lifted his head, defiance gleaming in his eyes. "Edward Newgate—Whitebeard—is my father."
The declaration rippled through the gathered crowd, causing murmurs to erupt. But Sengoku's expression remained stern, unimpressed. He raised a hand to silence the chatter, then spoke again, his words heavy with revelation.
"That is a lie."