However, fewer than twenty people on that ship could still fight. Most of them had withstood Ronglin's Conqueror's Haki, but they were already completely drained. Though they remained conscious, they no longer had the strength to launch any attacks.
Ronglin floated into the air, abandoning the already sinking wreck instead of continuing his assault. Left there, it would sink on its own, and those people would drown without him having to do anything. Since that was the case, why waste his strength?
When Ronglin flew toward the other warships, the people aboard them fell into complete panic, and a huge commotion broke out. Unfortunately, their chaos changed nothing. A loud explosion soon rang out as another warship was smashed in two by Ronglin. The difference was that Ronglin did not fly away until two minutes later, because several fairly skilled fighters aboard had managed to hold him off for two minutes.
Watching Ronglin fight, Shiryu was deeply shaken. Back when he had fought Ronglin himself, he had been completely unable to resist. Yet now, the pirates who had pursued him so desperately that he had fled like a stray dog were this fragile in Ronglin's hands.
Shiryu silently clenched his fists. Such a vast difference in strength was truly difficult for him to accept.
Out on the distant sea, six fleets were sailing in from different directions. From the beginning, they had all noticed the situation here. They had seen the BIGMOM Pirates' ships block those three small vessels and prepare to surround them.
But shortly afterward, they noticed something strange. It seemed that the BIGMOM Pirates suddenly had far fewer ships. However, the distance was too great for them to see clearly.
When their ships drew closer, they suddenly realized that the BIGMOM Pirates had even fewer vessels left.