The instant he opened his eyes, the attack arrived. Luo Han was not the least bit flustered. He even had the leisure to glance at Elles and think, Good! At least it's not some burly old guy picking his toes.
Only then did he use Mind Movement. An invisible vortex of Psychokinesis appeared before him, blocking Rocks's white beam attack.
Boom! The white beam was like something that had crashed into a spatial vortex. After spinning around once, it slowly vanished.
"Hmm... Is this that thing from before?" Rocks frowned, recalling the strange pause he had felt when his fist had struck Luo Han earlier.
Tap, tap! Roger, Garp, and the others arrived late once again. They spread out around Rocks, but their eyes were fixed on the charred figure below.
The charred figure floating in the air slowly rose from his lying position. A tiny person hovered in front of him.
"That is... a Tontatta? When did it appear?" Rocks was initially puzzled, then startled. His Observation Haki had been actively activated the entire time. At that distance, it was impossible for him not to sense Cole and Whitebeard, yet the truth was that no one—not just him—had sensed them.
Could it be because of that Tontatta? Rocks guessed to himself.
Meanwhile, Luo Han was like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon. The charred layer covering his body slowly peeled away, revealing a pale blue-white robe beneath. Then, waist-length black hair drifted free from the falling char. Finally, a handsome yet strangely alluring face appeared before everyone.
"You... who the hell are you? Where's that brat Luo Han?" Garp frowned as he questioned the white-clad, long-haired figure below.
"Mm, mm, mm!" Roger, Golden Lion, and the Fleet Admiral all agreed.
The man below was simply too different from the