The Thunder God Spear struck Sanjuan Wolf's arm as it flew high through the air.
There was no explosion at first. The Thunder God Spear swelled violently into a black sphere, like a tiny black hole, drawing in the surrounding seawater.
Sanjuan Wolf's arms were pulled into the sphere too. The moment those thick limbs entered it, they began to break apart as though they had been shoved into a high-speed meat grinder. The heat of the lightning burned the shredded flesh to ash.
"Thunder Swordsman, Captain Teach will avenge me!"
Sanjuan Wolf's voice boomed like a bell. The agony tore an animalistic roar from his throat.
Once the black sphere reached its limit, it shrank to the size of a fist in an instant.
Boom.
A tremendous explosion engulfed Sanjuan Wolf's enormous body in pale blue light. His screams vanished with him.
The blast drove great waves across the sea, sending them surging outward.
The King of the Sky immediately climbed higher, but the shock wave still caught him. It took him a while to steady himself.
The explosion below continued to spread. Werther had once used this move to blow up tens of thousands of Indigenous People who had lost their minds. Its reach was immense.
The sea seemed to buckle beneath an invisible hand. At the center of the blast, its surface actually sank.
The pale blue light faded, and the sea slowly calmed. Heat from the explosion sent great clouds of steam rising, and even Werther, high in the air, could smell the salty, fishy vapor.
The sun blazed overhead, and the steam soon cleared to reveal Sanjuan Wolf floating on the water like a dead fish. Both arms were completely gone, leaving only two bare stumps.
His chest was in even worse shape. It looked