Kong stood there, dumbstruck.
He had never imagined that this operation would become this difficult.
It had forced two Navy officers of admiral-level strength—
One injured.
The other likely gravely wounded and on the verge of death.
"Get out of my way!"
Kong roared, forcibly driving Magnus back before rushing toward the ground swallowed by the explosion. His injuries were far from light, so Magnus had never intended to stop him.
Taking advantage of Kong going to save Seabas, Magnus hurried over to Roa.
"Are you all right?"
"Not dead yet."
The old pirate lay on the ground, having reverted from his werewolf form to human shape. He grinned, his mouth full of blood, yet he still smiled.
One of his arms had already been broken by Seabas, and that final strike had drawn upon every last ounce of his strength. Roa could not even move a finger now.
Yet he had never felt happier.
"Captain, we won, right?"
"Yeah. We won."
Seabas had been struck by a blade infused with Conqueror's Haki, slammed down by Roa, then caught in the explosion of a bullet packed with concentrated Dyna Stone.
Even if Seabas did not die, he would be crippled.
And for Seabas, losing his strength and becoming a useless wreck might be even harder to bear than death.
Especially when he saw Magnus rise to prominence by stepping on his name.
"Did you see Kureha when you came back? Get me two doses of Secret Medicine. Don't forget, besides the Fleet Admiral, there's still an admiral candidate."
"Captain, can you still take Secret Medicine in your condition?"
"Of course I can!"
Magnus smiled confidently.
"Even without Secret Medicine, I can fight Kong until tomorrow!"
The so-called Secret Medicine was a special stimulant developed by their ship's doctor, capable of