If these Fish-Men had still harbored doubts about Longinus's claim that he alone could destroy Fish-Man Island, then after witnessing this scene, they had no more doubts about the strength of humans.
Tearing apart the sky and splitting open the sea—combat on this level had completely surpassed their ability to imagine.
"No wonder humans can live beneath the sunlight. So they're the true superior race!" one Fish-Man thought pessimistically.
"We Fish-Men are garbage. Existing in this world is just a waste of air!" Another Fish-Man radiated the aura of a lowly, defeated loser.
"Damn it! A lower race like humans—why... why can they possess such overwhelming power?" Driven by jealousy and resentment, Arlong's crooked nose and face were already twisted with rage.
Jinbe remained silent. He finally understood why Queen Otohime had insisted on calling for peace.
It was because once peace was shattered, humans might be fine, but the Fish-Men would certainly suffer an absolute catastrophe.
Humans were simply too powerful—so powerful that even all the races in this sea joined together would still be far inferior.
They were the true rulers of this world!
Soon, two figures fell from the clouds. One plunged into the sea, while the other shifted onto the ship at the last moment.
"Whew! Whew!" Dragon set down the dizzy Fisher Tiger, wiped away the blood at the corner of his eye, and said in a deep voice toward the sea, "Stop pretending. If you could really be taken down that easily, you wouldn't be White Ram, the Summit of Stars guarding the Holy Land—the most important first gate among the Twelve Palaces!"
Waves splashed across the sea as Longinus leaped onto the deck.
"It's just a codename, Dragon-senpai. Don't read too much into it! Besides, if you insist on putting it that way,