The heavens tilted and the earth slanted.
The once-calm waters began to boil and surge.
Onigashima had been torn open by the power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit, leaving behind a massive fissure.
Everything was rapidly falling apart.
The prosperous island was about to be swallowed by the sea.
This seemed to be Onigashima's predetermined future.
Boom! At the center of Onigashima, white and black-red shockwaves collided.
The dark clouds and smoke overhead were torn directly in half by the violent clash of Haki.
"Gurarara! You endured an explosion like that and still have this much strength! Kaido, it seems you've grown quite a bit over the years! But this alone still isn't enough. Brat, take another slash from me."
The naginata, carrying shockwaves and coated in Conqueror's Haki, swung directly at Kaido's face.
"Damn old man, stop talking big. Today, this will be your burial ground."
He casually raised his spiked club.
Facing the charging Whitebeard, he swung the club in a full arc, black lightning crackling around it.
Bang! Murakumogiri collided with the spiked club.
Dark crimson Conqueror's Haki tangled in the air, creating a palm-sized vacuum.
"Whitebeard, you're already old. This era has no ship capable of carrying you.
"Die, old man! Just like that fool Oden back then."
Their weapons slipped past each other before clashing again.
Boom! Whitebeard's slash and Kaido's spiked club collided, as though they were competing in raw strength.
Every attack formed a compressed vacuum between them that pushed against the other.
Finally, as both sides exerted force, the vacuum transformed into compressed shells, sweeping across the entire black sky around them.
Perhaps the collision of their Conqueror's Haki had disrupted the balance of gases in the sky.
Heavy rain began to sweep across the land.
Yet the raindrops falling from the sky