"Bold words. Let me test what you're made of!" Fleet Admiral Kong immediately flew into a rage. As one of the world's foremost powers, no one had ever dared to be so arrogant in front of him!
The moment his words fell, Kong vanished from behind his desk. The Fleet Admiral's throne was empty, and he appeared before Carlos in what seemed like an instant. His thick, broad palm, wrapped in almost tangible Armament Haki, was like a hand forged from steel as it reached for Carlos's shoulder.
The move looked ordinary and slow, yet it was actually as fast as lightning. It carried a crushing pressure as heavy as a mountain, as though what was descending upon Carlos was not a palm, but a towering peak that held up the heavens!
Carlos's pupils shrank as the triangular sickle-shaped Mangekyō Sharingan emerged. He needed to prove his strength, especially his ability to stay alive. It would not be good to start a fight in the Fleet Admiral's office and provoke the Marines...
A wise man did not fight when the odds were against him. This was Marine Headquarters, after all. If he caused too much trouble, there would be no good outcome for him. Therefore, Carlos's response was limited to defending himself.
The steel-like palm, descending with the force of Mount Tai, landed on Carlos's shoulder, yet Kong felt no resistance at all. It was as though he had pressed down on empty air, his hand passing straight through Carlos's shoulder.
"Hm?" Kong frowned and reached out with his other hand for Carlos's throat. Yet it likewise passed through, failing to touch Carlos at all.
"What a bizarre ability. Even elemental transformation doesn't have such an effect..." Sengoku said in astonishment. Momousagi was equally stunned. Just how many strange and