Dusk descended, sea and sky blending into one golden-red expanse. Golden Lion arrived, an incomparably majestic golden-red lion treading through the air as it floated over. Its grandeur was overwhelming; before the man himself even arrived, the pressure had already become too much for the ordinary people of Greenna Island to bear.
"Ha ha ha... Whitebeard, I've come to see you," Golden Lion laughed arrogantly. In the blink of an eye, he had locked onto Whitebeard's location with powerful Observation Haki, and the golden-red lion pounced toward the eastern beach.
Golden Lion's arrogant, loud, resonant voice spread across the entire island, abruptly freezing the beachside feast that had been going on nonstop. When the Pirates on the beach looked up, the golden-red lion was swooping down at them, causing many of their faces to change drastically. The immense lion's approach carried far too much pressure; only the veteran Pirates and captains could remain calm...
As for Whitebeard, there was naturally nothing to fear.
Not only was he unafraid, but his response was just as arrogant and domineering!
Whitebeard rose to his feet, tilted back his head, and downed every last drop of the clear liquor in his right hand—a quantity enough to make an ordinary person burst or drink themselves to death. Not a single drop spilled. He casually tossed the container to the ground, burst into laughter, and made his move at the same time.
"Gurararara... Golden Lion, have you got nothing better to do after stuffing yourself? You came to my place to show off..."
"You interrupted my feast. Watch me smash your damn head in with one punch!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his right hand traced an unhurried arc through the air. White light shone around his sandbag-sized fist. It was nothing more than the