Redfield was gravely wounded and close to death, kept alive only by Ulysses's own Blood Power. If he died on the way, who knew where in the seas the Vampire Fruit would appear next?
So once Loa gave his approval, Ulysses burst into motion, leaped aboard a Dragon Ship, and ordered it to set sail at full speed.
Watching him disappear into the distance, Loa surveyed the blood mist blanketing the Round Cake Archipelago. "Looks like this place won't work as a battleground for now. If you don't want to die, get farther away. I'll make a few changes."
His main objective had been achieved, but the wager still had to continue. The others exchanged glances, then hurriedly ordered a retreat.
They were done for!
Ice Dragon Loa was about to make his move!
Run!
After witnessing that astonishing battle, no one dared question Loa's power. Hearing his warning, the ordinary pirates could only wish their sailing ships had the maneuverability of Marine warships.
Half an hour after they fled, Loa beat his wings and descended into the blood mist.
The blood instinctively sought to drain the life from his body. But Loa's immense Magic Power stirred, sending out an invisible wave that instantly cleared a wide space around him.
A blue flame burned in Loa's palm, casting his face into stark relief. It was the power of extreme cold compressed into another form, a deeper level of freezing he had mastered since his return.
Crack!
Loa clenched his fist. An ice-blue Magic Circle appeared beneath his feet. Barely a dozen centimeters across at first, it spread outward in an instant, enveloping the surrounding sea and the entire Archipelago.
Dragon Slayer Secret Arts: Land of the End!
Whoosh!
The blood mist stopped drifting. Even the wind was locked in place