Shiryu of the Rain gripped his sword. Sword Intent swirled around it as he swung hard, sending a vast wave of sword force sweeping toward Wuli.
Facing Shiryu of the Rain's attack, Wuli's sword shimmered with Sword Intent. Under its influence, whirlpools suddenly spun up around the warship.
A wall of rain and flame rose before Wuli, seemingly to defend him. Shiryu of the Rain smiled contemptuously. Back to defending again?
The attack cleaved through the wall in an instant. Then a swallow formed from Sword Aura shot toward Shiryu of the Rain. The two attacks collided, the air roared, and a powerful shockwave burst outward.
Seeing his attack blocked, Shiryu of the Rain laughed. So he was finally trying to attack?
Shiryu of the Rain launched a relentless barrage, but Wuli blocked every strike. The fiercer the battle grew, the stronger his fighting spirit became, and the Sword Intent around his Longsword gradually took shape.
Wuli and Shiryu of the Rain were locked in a fierce battle, and the fighting elsewhere was just as intense.
Hōshō and the other Vice Admirals were breathing hard. Even with three Marine Vice Admirals attacking Devon together, they had gained no real advantage. The fight remained evenly matched, and the prolonged battle was taking a heavy toll on them all.
Onigumo and the other Vice Admirals facing Lafitte were faring even worse. His ghostlike speed made the fight grueling, and their stamina was starting to fail.
As though sensing Blackbeard's growing impatience, Lafitte intensified his attacks. Vice Admiral Onigumo looked toward the endless sea to the south, his heart sinking. The situation was dire. Where were the reinforcements?
To the south, on an isolated island not far from the Town.
As cannon blasts thundered, the Civilians watched the Town where they had