The Land of the End could cover far more than this stretch of beach. Loa had deliberately held back, giving them the chance to stand around marveling at it.
With that move, Loa could have created an enormous expanse of ice across the vast Grand Line, one clearly visible even from space!
Yet even with him holding back, the shockwaves from the Land of the End were enough to leave everyone stunned.
At that moment, both the prisoners on Turtle Island and subordinates like Ulysses finally understood the extent of Loa's power. Monet and the others felt even more wretched. No wonder he had sent only one subordinate to deal with Doflamingo. To Loa, their young master was so insignificant he was hardly worth looking at.
By the time the group hurried back to the beach, Loa had withdrawn his Dragon's Might and Magic Power. All that remained was a spotless white coffin standing on the golden sand.
It was as though the vast, snowy landscape had never appeared. The sea still crashed freely against the shore.
Loa had done that deliberately. The most frightening thing about ice powers was not the damage they dealt on contact, but the bitter cold they left behind. If he had not dispersed the ice here, he guaranteed that no one could have approached and lived.
Even so, the living members of the group shivered, hugging themselves and rubbing their arms for warmth. The sand looked warm beneath the sunlight, but it still radiated enough cold to freeze a person to death.
"H-hurry up and throw the b-box into the sea!"
Caesar's teeth chattered so hard he could barely speak.
This was the most crucial step of the experiment. The PYRBBRIN Keratin Particles in seawater were less concentrated than those in Seastone, but their