Sorry, I'm a Devoted Man [1/4]

Boom!

A deafening explosion resounded across half the sky, instantly whipping up towering waves across dozens of meters of surrounding sea.

Such a massive commotion naturally alerted the battlefield below.

Whether Marines or pirates, everyone instinctively paused what they were doing and turned to look skyward.

The blinding radiance of Eclipse had gradually faded, and through it, a man and an eagle could vaguely be seen engaged in a fierce clash above the sea, their figures constantly colliding and weaving past one another.

Both sides were astonishingly fast. In no time at all, they had already exchanged dozens, perhaps hundreds, of blows.

Through gaps in the flashing light, the black giant eagle Misaia had transformed into could vaguely be seen covered in wounds, letting out pained eagle cries from time to time. She was clearly in terrible condition.

Meanwhile, on the other side—

Noah, whose size was completely disproportionate to hers, had only suffered a few insignificant superficial injuries.

They did nothing to affect his condition. His fighting spirit surged as he grew fiercer with every battle, almost completely suppressing the black giant eagle and firmly holding the upper hand.

"How could this be..."

"Lady Misaia is actually no match for that guy?"

This sight directly affected the situation across the entire battlefield.

The Hawkeye Pirates had already been at a disadvantage, and now their morale plummeted even further. The G2 Branch Marines led by Rear Admiral Buma forced them into a steady retreat.

Quite a few had even turned and begun desperately swimming away, trying to escape.

In the air.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it!"

Misaia, who was being forced back step by step, wore a savage expression, though a storm raged in her heart.

"He's clearly just some teenage brat! How can he possibly be this strong?"