The instant this flash of light left the Sylph,
it became the most dazzling presence in the dead-silent starry sky.
Borsalino's figure carved a straight, brilliant trail through the vacuum,
like a golden spear cast down by a god.
It shot straight toward the chaotic formation of Harusame's 5th Division.
On this battlefield filled with death and destruction,
he seemed both utterly out of place and above everything else.
The countless interwoven laser beams seemed not to exist to him.
Whether they were crimson streams of high-energy particles, ghostly blue plasma clusters, or physical warheads,
the moment they touched the golden streak of light, it was as though they had passed through illusory air, without causing the slightest ripple.
Borsalino could not be bothered to make any evasive moves.
His body itself was an elemental form transformed into photons.
Without the reinforcement of extraordinary power, conventional physical and energy attacks
could not touch him at all.
Occasionally, a few unlucky Harusame ships blocked his path,
or drone fighters darting about like flies tried to intercept him.
There was still no sound of collision, nor any sign that he had slowed down.
The golden light flashed past.
Those metal creations, which should have been incomparably sturdy, were instantly pierced through.
The parts touched were directly vaporized, leaving behind huge holes with smooth edges and glowing red molten rims.
Then, secondary explosions caused by damaged energy cores lit up one after another behind the golden light,
like a fiery red carpet laid out for him.
As he streaked through space at extreme speed, Borsalino's eyes narrowed slightly behind his sunglasses.
Formless Observation Haki spread outward in all directions like a tide.
"Hmm, the interference in this starfield is really severe~"
All kinds of complex electromagnetic waves, energy fluctuations, and force fields,
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