Hearing that, Luo Xiu rolled his eyes.
Sure enough, Sabo had told Dragon a few things that weren't part of the plan. But Loa hadn't expected Dragon to contact Whitebeard and Red-Hair!
Even less had he expected Whitebeard to come alone and demand the truth from Loa, rather than laugh it off with a hearty "I'm the World's Strongest Man!"
Still, if they could win Whitebeard and Red-Hair over, that little complication would be worth it.
So Loa answered slowly.
"I got the Tremor-Tremor Fruit when I was thirty. I thought my body was strong enough to withstand the side effects of its power! But soon after I turned fifty, my health began to decline, and I could no longer wield the strength I once had!"
"Now I'm seventy-two. Twenty years! A full twenty years!!! I've mastered control of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit and developed it to the deepest stage of Awakening, yet I don't have the body to match. I've been stuck in place, unable to make use of any of it! Like a tiger with its teeth pulled and claws broken!"
"You think I'm certain to die? Did you ever consider that you might die here too?!"
No one but Loa knew those three things. Whitebeard had told him himself during their battle, inside the Time-Stopped Interval. Now Loa recited them one by one.
Whitebeard's expression changed with each account. He could tell that the words coming from Loa's mouth were things only he, Edward Newgate—Whitebeard himself—could have said.
"You told me those three things when I restored you to your prime so we could have a fair fight."
Loa paused, then said slowly, "And one second before you died, you said something else. Would you like to hear it?"
"No, I wouldn't! Gurararara!"
Whitebeard burst into laughter. Tremors