Rapid Expansion, a Pseudo-Emperor-Level Force!

The moment Dr. Vegapunk's order was transmitted, Little Kuma, who was amid the smoke and dust at the harbor, swiftly darted out. Breaking through the haze, he shot toward the meteor in the sky.

As his figure flew out, the New Marines outside the battlefield all turned their eyes toward him.

"What is he trying to do?"

"Is he planning to block Mr. Issho's attack head-on?"

"Can that guy really do something like that?"

The New Marines naturally understood Issho's abilities very well. Across these seas, there were very few powerful figures capable of withstanding Issho's assaults. Although Little Mihawk had exchanged over a hundred moves with Issho earlier, the New Marines believed that was only because Issho had not gotten serious.

If Issho became serious, he could crush an enemy in an instant.

And this meteor falling from the sky was precisely the attack Issho had unleashed after becoming slightly serious.

Before power on this level, human strength was exceedingly insignificant.

Although Little Kuma had displayed formidable mobility the moment he appeared, the New Marines did not believe he could stop that meteor.

As Little Kuma charged toward the rapidly falling meteor, Issho clearly noticed his intentions. However, he showed no desire to interfere. Instead, he lightly shook the long blade in his hand, and the gravitational field around him abruptly changed. The smoke and dust filling the air rapidly sank under gravity's influence.

The instant Mihawk's vision was restored, the corner of his eye caught a blade shadow streaking toward him from the side.

In the previous battlefield conditions, his opponent's silent ambushes had indeed caused Mihawk some trouble. But once his vision returned, the pressure brought by Little Tsugikuni Yoriichi immediately eased considerably.

With a flick of his wrist, Mihawk swiftly brought the broad blade around to