"Eh?"
Hearing the voice from below, Shanks instinctively turned his head. His eyes widened on the spot, and he nearly fell out of the air in shock.
Marine Headquarters Vice Admiral Kuzan?
Why was this guy on the island too? When had he snuck over?
"ICE!"
In that instant of distraction, Aokiji had already slightly raised his hand and flicked a finger.
Hiss, hiss!
Countless fine ice pellets, like raindrops, suddenly appeared all around them and swept forth in a torrential barrage, covering nearly every direction in Shanks's field of vision.
That was not even the crucial part. More terrifyingly, every ice pellet radiated white, bone-chilling frost in all directions as it shot toward him.
Once they connected together, even from this distance, Shanks could feel the temperature in the air plummeting rapidly—a truly extreme cold capable of freezing someone stiff to the core.
Danger! He absolutely could not let even one ice pellet get close!
In a flash, Shanks made his decision. He stomped hard on the nearest treetop, borrowed the force to blur away, and dodged the first wave of icy rain.
Then he drew his blade in a backhand motion and slashed out a majestic white sword aura toward all the remaining ice pellets.
Crack!
The sword aura surged forward like a white python, howling through the air. All the ice pellets were instantly shattered into countless tiny particles invisible to the naked eye, drifting downward and raising great clouds of pale, frosty mist beneath the moonlight.
"Hmm?"
Aokiji below raised a brow slightly. "That swordsmanship has some skill to it..."
"Hey, you!"
Shanks landed awkwardly atop a tree. He grabbed his straw hat before it could blow away, shoved it back onto his head, and shouted irritably at Aokiji:
"Quit getting in my way! I'm going