Saint Gangu let out a savage grin and strode after him.
His fists were like tireless pile drivers, throwing up a blur of punches as they crashed down on Caesar's head and face.
Every punch was simple, brutal, and overwhelmingly heavy.
Caesar's various gas attacks and poison seemed completely ineffective against him, and the battle quickly devolved into a savage clash of pure strength and recovery.
Meanwhile, the tall, cold-tempered Manmaya did not charge headlong into the center of the melee.
He chose the top of a relatively intact Marine bastion and landed lightly upon it.
He steadily propped up that uniquely designed sniper rifle, its barrel somewhat excessively long.
The eye sockets of his pure white mask were set with specially crafted precision lenses, giving off a cold, mechanical feel.
The muzzle adjusted slightly, and his icy gaze locked onto Moria, who was causing the greatest commotion on the battlefield.
There was no trigger pull, no gunshot, not even a visible bullet trajectory.
Moria, who was directing the earth spiders to wipe out the Marines in the distance, suddenly had a burst of blood explode from his side without warning.
His hard carapace and the flesh beneath it were instantly torn open as though sliced by an invisible blade.
"Urgh!"
Moria's massive body swayed as he let out a muffled grunt.
For someone of his current size, the wound was not particularly serious.
But what shocked him was that his Observation Haki had given him no warning at all.
He had not sensed any trace or sign of an attack.
That meant he could not predict it or dodge it. He could only stand there and wait to be hit.
Hermione, whose Magic Perception had been covering the entire battlefield, immediately detected the threat lurking in the distance.
"Brook,