At that moment, the battlefield fell silent.
Far in the distance, the officers who had been fighting fiercely involuntarily stopped as well, tacitly agreeing not to strike again.
Everyone turned toward the vast, sky-obscuring ice fog, where the shadow of a mountain-sized Susanoo could faintly be seen.
"What kind of emperors did you say you wanted to be?"
As that calm question spread across the battlefield, confident smiles appeared on the faces of the Viking Pirates.
"It's over!" Shanks said, riding on Buggy's head with Ame no Habakiri in hand. "Big Brother Viking won!"
It was exactly as Vikengam had said.
Right now, Kaido was only a silver medalist. He had not even reached the threshold of the world's strongest fighters.
Charlotte Linlin was strong, certainly, but she only barely stood on that threshold. On Cake Island, her home turf, she could absorb the souls of vast numbers of Homies and unleash strength rivaling Shiki and the others. Here, she simply did not measure up!
Vikengam, on the other hand, had already fought Garp, a fighter who truly stood at the pinnacle of the world's strongest, for three days and two nights half a year ago.
Over those six months, he had assimilated most of what he had gained from that battle. As for Conqueror's Haki, a power that grew with experience, that fight had honed it to even greater brilliance.
Half a year ago, he had ultimately fallen slightly short of Garp after their three-day, two-night battle. But now, whether Garp could actually beat him... well, considering that bastard's strength was still growing and had yet to reach its limit, it was hard to say.
After all, Garp had also gained plenty from his fierce battle with Vikengam.
In fact, at this point in time, Garp, Roger, Whitebeard, Shiki,