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"Tch. More absurdly advanced tech." Hovering in midair, Loa examined the so-called Sonic Bombs and pursed his lips, both disdainful and a little helpless.
He had no intention of getting involved with what was happening on the ground anymore.
What kind of grown man broke down crying like that? Loa had never been able to bear farewells, especially when a crowd was there to witness them.
When his grandmother died, he would rather hide alone in the dim attic all day and night than go downstairs to see her one last time.
Only that evening, during the vigil, did he go downstairs by himself. He gnawed on a steamed bun, eating breakfast, lunch, and dinner all at once while talking to his grandmother.
He knew how he would feel in their place. Since Old Ghost's death was certain, he would let them have a moment of Stillness.
For now, he needed to deal with those strange bombs so the people below would not get hurt.
Ridiculous, wasn't it?
A moment ago, he had been fighting them to the death. Now he was protecting them.
There were well over a hundred bombs, all linked by iron chains. From where Loa hovered, they looked like a vast fishing net cast over Kuriswia Island.
As the name suggested, a Sonic Bomb caused destruction by releasing sound waves at specific frequencies.
Even on Earth before Loa crossed over, no country had dared claim it had successfully developed one.
They had only managed rudimentary applications.
Yet this world of One Piece, where sailing ships roamed the seas, had somehow produced