In this world, a person's strength depended on their convictions.
Physical strength alone couldn't decide everything.
Strong convictions were the foundation for overcoming difficulties.
Kong had found his conviction.
That meant he would become incredibly powerful.
But Kong's conviction had a huge flaw from the moment it was born.
He wanted to bring order to this sea.
But so-called order meant rules, and the World Government itself was the greatest creator and breaker of rules. The Celestial Dragons who founded the World Government had never cared about the rules that applied to ordinary people.
Soon to become a Marine Admiral, Moger couldn't believe Kong didn't know what the Celestial Dragons were like.
So his idea of order was nothing but a joke.
If Kong truly followed his conviction, then he would grow stronger—indeed, incredibly powerful.
But before that...
"You're just a brat who talks big and does nothing! You're nothing!"
With a single swing, he swept away all the strange phenomena caused by the clash of their powers. Kong's body flew backward and crashed heavily into the distance. He didn't get back up for a long time.
Moger remained where he was, completely still.
"Was that too much for me?"
Moger didn't know whether Kong had lost the ability to fight, but he had.
Right now, any Marine Vice Admiral could take him down.
But one minute passed, then two...
It was only after five minutes that Moger managed to catch his breath.
Kong was still lying on the ground, motionless.
If Moger hadn't seen Kong's chest rising and falling, he would have thought he was dead.
But that was impossible.
Moger knew exactly how much force he had put into that final slash. It was enough to badly wound Kong at most. To kill him, Moger would have needed