"What was that?"
Outside the battlefield, someone suddenly pointed at the sky overhead with a trembling voice, terror written across his face. The others looked up and discovered that, at some point...
"The sky... split apart!"
Sanji stood with his mouth wide open, utterly stunned. His body had gone rigid as he stared toward the battlefield.
"Was it because of their fight?"
He had clearly seen that the rift in the sky had originated from that battlefield.
Zeff patted his shoulder, his expression complicated.
"Is this the strength possessed by the great pirates standing at the pinnacle?!"
Even though he had personally witnessed Oak make a move decades ago, Zeff was still deeply shaken. Looking at the sight overhead, he had no idea what to say, his heart filled with bitterness.
What a despairing gap.
The achievement he had been most proud of in his life was being able to shatter boulders with his kicks and leave footprints in steel. Yet true powerhouses could split the very sky with a casual clash. How could he possibly compare?
He could only place his hopes on Sanji, hoping that the younger and more talented Sanji would one day catch up to those monsters.
"What kind of monsters are these?!"
Nami's scalp went numb as she stared at the sky. She had never seen anything like this before. It was even more terrifying than a natural disaster, yet it had been caused by human hands. Who would have believed it without seeing it for themselves?
"Honestly..."
Even Robin, who was usually so calm, had widened her eyes. Time and again, Oak had shattered her understanding of what the strong were capable of.
"So this is the strongest in the world!"
Zoro lay against the Going Merry's rail. His wounds had burst open from