Why was Bullet so violent?
Because he wanted to reproduce the punch that had saved him earlier.
At the time, twenty-three Wizard Kings had joined forces to cast magic in an attempt to take his life.
Yet the Ultimate Great Cannon, the force that ended wars, which he had unleashed in desperation, instantly wiped out most of their power.
Bullet knew very well that, with his current strength, he could not possibly accomplish such a thing.
So it had to have been a phenomenon where he had unconsciously broken through the limits of his power.
Three Colors Unified, Colorless Haki!
And he had to thank Crocodile for reminding him of that in time.
Otherwise, Bullet would never have realized it.
But realizing it without being able to recreate it left him restless and agitated.
"It must be because the pressure you're putting on me isn't enough!"
"Show me greater strength!!!"
Furious, Bullet clenched his fists at his waist.
The dark muscles all over his body swelled once more, while the golden hair standing upright behind him whipped wildly in the raging wind.
The silvery-white arcs of electricity around him spread continuously in all directions alongside his erupting aura.
The violent shockwaves even shattered the layers of the Guardian of the Ice Prison World beneath his feet.
Above him, the skies churned and changed color, gradually forming vortex-like dark clouds.
Conrad and Edward, who was coughing up blood in the distance, were both shocked by the sight.
They had not expected that merely releasing energy and aura would already be enough to affect the world's climate!
The next second.
Though neither of them had blinked, Bullet's figure suddenly vanished in a flash of gold-and-silver lightning.
Conrad's heart skipped a beat as he realized something was wrong.
Bang!
Before the magic gate