"What a terrifying presence..."
As his footsteps echoed, everyone without a seat, regardless of strength, rolled their eyes back and collapsed to the ground unconscious.
The finesse of his Conqueror's Haki control was plain to see...
"Crack, crack—"
Savage, terrifying black-red lightning surged across the venue, twisting and climbing like clawing beasts.
Even everyone's heartbeats seemed to pulse along with his footsteps.
That feeling of having their lives completely out of their own hands...
"There aren't any empty seats. Looks like everyone has been quite respectful."
A relaxed, magnetic voice rang out above the gathering.
Those seated, already feeling immense pressure, all respectfully turned to look toward the shadowed entrance beside the platform upon hearing that voice.
"What kind of joke is this? This overwhelmingly terrifying feeling!
Is this the King of the Next Generation? And here I thought the rumors had to be exaggerated..."
"I can barely breathe. How could someone like this possibly exist in the world?!"
"No wonder he was a great figure who overwhelmed an entire era by himself..."
"How did those Emperors of the Sea even survive against a monster like this?!"
From the shadows at the entrance, two silhouettes slowly emerged, each step sending tremors through everyone's hearts.
"That's..."
"The strongest Great Swordsman of the younger generation, a man with a chance to claim the title of World's Greatest Swordsman—the deputy of that great man...
—[Hawk Eyes] Mihawk!!!"
"The other is a monster with abilities like a natural disaster, capable of raising sandstorms with ease...
—[Sand Crocodile] Crocodile!!!"
As the two figures appeared first, the identity of the person following behind them—the final figure strolling out of the shadows with his hands in his pockets—was beyond doubt.
Everyone stood at that moment. Some even had weak legs and swayed, needing to brace themselves against