You Have Your Egg-Hatched Chicken, I Have My Pacemaker

The enormous arena had already been devastated by the aftershocks of their battle.

The spectators below had retreated far away, afraid of being caught in the crossfire and injured. Of course, there were also a few bold experts who watched this epochal battle from up close.

Such a battle was indeed a rare sight in the first half of the Grand Line.

Both sides had drawn blood. They had fought for quite a while without suffering any injuries before, but now, only a short time had passed, and both had sustained wounds of varying severity.

"Enel, keep it up!"

"Keep it up!"

Kid and Killer were both cheering Enel on.

"We'll cheer for Baron Tamago too!"

"Keep it up, my lord!"

Baron Tamago's subordinates were also waving flags and shouting their support. Naturally, they refused to fall behind when it came to cheering for their lord.

Boom!

A massive explosion erupted at the center of the arena. The blinding white light unleashed by the flashing lightning made everyone present unable to open their eyes!

No one knew what had happened inside, nor who had won or lost.

"Did Enel win?" Kid craned his neck to peer in that direction, as though Enel's victory would be his own. He cared deeply about the outcome.

After a long while, the smoke dispersed.

Enel and Viscount Hiyoko were both lying on the ground, no longer breathing. Blood continued to pour from Enel's wounds, while Viscount Hiyoko had nearly turned into a delicious golden fried chicken!

But what drove Kid and the others to despair was that the eggshell on Viscount Hiyoko's body began to crack. He was about to transform again! One transformation had already been so terrifying—what would Enel do if he transformed once more?

Moreover, Enel lay motionless atop the rubble-strewn