The icy voice rang out in every heart.
The next second, the Whitebeard Pirates' eyes widened as they watched in horror as blazing, brilliant bolts of lightning hurtled toward them.
"Lightning!! It's lightning!"
"My God, lightning everywhere! It's like divine punishment sent down by a god!"
"Quick, get out of the way!"
Branches of lightning filled the sky, trembling and swaying as they lashed down at them.
"This is Xia Le's Rumble-Rumble Fruit power!"
"A Disaster Class power every bit as strong as Pops' punch that shattered the sea!"
"How are we supposed to defend against all this lightning?!"
Marco's expression was grave.
The most troublesome thing about Logia Devil Fruits was their ability to unleash enormous, wide-reaching Disaster Class attacks at any moment. More frightening still, lightning was the most destructive of them all.
Fast and powerful, it could take down an ordinary pirate with a single strike.
"Defend?"
"Why would we defend, Marco?"
"If the disaster is falling from the sky, then all we have to do is shatter that sky!"
Whitebeard threw back his head and laughed.
His thick right arm suddenly swelled, its muscles bulging.
Pop!
A Tremor Wave appeared, enveloping his fist.
Then Whitebeard punched toward the sky.
Crack!
The sky split. Cracks spread rapidly, shattering it like a mirror into fragments, with distinct fissures between them.
Before their eyes, the densely branching lightning shattered inch by inch. The trunk and branches of the thousand-meter-tall lightning tree broke apart.
Only scattered remnants of lightning fell into the Inner Bay, striking ships or the sea and drawing cries of alarm.
But the massive natural disaster that could have devastated the fleet had been stopped.
"Gurararara!"
"You really are a troublesome fellow, Xia Le!"
Whitebeard laughed.
The great fish in the sky raised his head and said