Dressrosa: Sorry to Bother You / Dressrosa: Just an Excuse

A middle-aged man with a small mustache said nervously, "D-don't struggle for nothing. We've got you surrounded. If you don't want to get hurt again, let us tie you up!"

"Huh? Surround the Thunder God?" Enel laughed. "With a handful of amateurs like you? That's hilarious. You fools have it backward."

Enel got to his feet, his face full of arrogance. "I'm not the one who's surrounded. You are!"

"What?" Everyone looked around in alarm, but there was no one else on the street.

"Bastard, you're lying!" a young man in a red coat snapped. "What do you mean, we're surrounded? Even if your companions came back, there'd only be three of you."

"Hah. They didn't wait for me," Enel said disdainfully. "Besides, I'm the only one surrounding you. Don't make any sudden moves. While I'm still in the mood to spare you, get lost!"

For a moment, they stared at him. Then laughter broke out all around.

"Pfft! Is this guy a comedian? What did he just say? He's surrounded all of us by himself? That's hilarious! Hahaha!"

"Looks like he's an idiot. Come on, everyone! Grab him and collect the reward!"

Enel had certainly given them a good laugh.

But his expression grew darker. With a cold snort, he said, "How ignorant. You're about to pay for your stupidity."

Electricity covered Enel's body. In an instant, countless bolts spread three meters outward from him, forming a net that surrounded everyone encircling him.

Their relaxed expressions froze. At the sight of the terrifying web of lightning, they dropped the weapons and ropes clenched in their hands. Some were so frightened their legs gave way, sending them to the ground.

A terrifying smile curled Enel's lips. In a cold, detached voice, he said, "The price of offending a god is