Just as Kaido and Geryuganshoop were talking.
Garp also came to another cell, carrying a bag of senbei.
"Yo, how have you been these past two days? Have you been eating properly?"
Through the crisscrossing black bars,
he could see a charred, shriveled, slack figure lying on the floor inside.
It was Boros, who had exhausted all his energy with the Collapsing Star Roaring Cannon.
Without any external energy replenishment, it would probably take him half a year to a year to recover solely through the Meteor Bead.
Impel Down knew full well how formidable this guy was.
Thus, they had not deliberately provided him with energy.
At most, they periodically teleported in small amounts of water and food.
They did not care whether he was currently capable of eating and drinking on his own.
As a result, several untouched cups of water and sandwiches had already accumulated within the cell's Flying Thunder God Formation Diagram.
"Ga-Garp..."
Boros opened his mouth upon hearing the voice, letting out a weak sound.
"Eh..."
Garp looked at this opponent, who had previously been brimming with confidence as he declared that he had searched the universe for a hundred years without finding a worthy opponent, and had even nearly kicked him to death.
Now, he had fallen to such a state. Garp could not help but sigh inwardly.
He had felt much the same when he met Roger here years ago.
"Mm, I came to see you."
Garp sat cross-legged on the floor, tore open the package in his hand, and picked out a senbei to toss into his mouth.
As he ate, he said, "So, do you understand now that there is always someone stronger?"
"You failed to find anyone in a hundred years simply because you never came here."
"But if you