"White Ghost!"
Sengoku roared. Immense power gathered in his gold-cast right palm, forming a translucent sphere of rippling energy. He struck, unleashing a towering blast of air. Fierce winds swept across the sea, and the water around him dipped beneath the force.
The next instant, a terrifying shockwave erupted. Rings of golden air surged outward, sweeping away almost every trace of the Heart-Ravaging Maze caught between the Great Buddha Shockwave and the sea!
Adrian and Bullet, who had been putting on such a convincing fake fight, were instantly exposed to Sengoku's gaze.
"Hey, Admiral Sengoku! Long time no see. Why haven't you gone farther yet?"
Adrian raised his right hand at his leisure and smiled at Sengoku the Buddha. His tone was so friendly that Sengoku might have been a neighbor he had bumped into on the street, rather than a Marine Admiral and the natural enemy of pirates.
Sengoku looked at White Ghost, who did not have a bead of sweat on his forehead, then at Bullet, who stared back without expression. His face darkened.
What the hell had those two been doing here?
All that furious action, and barely a scratch to show for it. I wasn't asking for blood, but couldn't they at least work up a sweat?
"Hah! Sengoku the Buddha!"
Bullet gave Sengoku a contemptuous look and snorted.
As Bullet saw it, Garp's trip to Baterilla Island in the South Blue could not possibly have been his decision alone. Someone had to be advising him from behind the scenes.
Back when they had chased the Roger Pirates across the seas, the man who had been inseparable from Garp was none other than Sengoku the Buddha!
Bullet immediately concluded that Sengoku had to know what Garp was doing!
Those two sanctimonious Marines, a headquarters Admiral and