Atop the Red Line.
Black clouds churned, as if they were about to press down upon the ground.
Black-and-red lightning formed from Conqueror's Haki spread across the night sky like branching limbs, then transformed into halberd-shaped bolts of lightning that tore through the darkness and struck the Holy Land.
Any building or street struck by the black-and-red lightning evaporated without exception.
As more and more black lightning crashed down, the entire Holy Land became riddled with holes.
The Holy Land had once been majestic and magnificent, radiating an imposing aura.
But now, viewed from afar, it looked like a small temple adrift in a raging storm.
The people responsible for this state of affairs were Maud and Imu, locked in combat.
Their clash, which seemed capable of overturning the entire Holy Land, contained not the slightest hint of technique.
They were competing only in the maximum release of their energy.
They had forcibly expanded their limits with drugs, then converted those limits into energy for their offensive.
Whoever failed to keep up would be the one to fall.
To onlookers, this battle, which resembled a clash of energy waves...
was not dazzling, but it was utterly terrifying.
Both Maud and Imu were pouring everything they had into this battle.
It was still impossible to say who would win or lose.
But for both sides, there was only one thing they could be certain of.
This purely straightforward duel might last ten days and ten nights, or it might end in the very next instant.
Every second that passed was filled with infinite possibilities.
And the two of them, having given their all, were merely waiting for that moment to arrive.
"I'm nearing my limit..."
Maud launched relentless attacks at Imu without pause.
He had already swallowed nearly fifty pills of