"Stay here."
"Don't interfere in my fight with Whitebeard."
After their exchange from a distance, Mobius spoke to Cho'Gath and Psykos beside him, looking perfectly relaxed.
Mobius truly felt no pressure. He had confidence in his own strength.
The Tremor-Tremor Fruit was certainly powerful, but it did not pose that great a threat to him.
He had already experienced it during their clash at the Swordsmanship Tournament.
Of course, he did not underestimate Whitebeard either.
No one knew just how much terrifying power lay within this "little giant."
Or how far his world-destroying ability could go.
"Understood, Mobius."
Psykos adjusted her glasses with one hand, an unreadable gleam flashing in her eyes.
Cho'Gath said nothing. His silence made his stance clear.
They certainly had confidence in Mobius.
But if Mobius truly found himself in danger, how could they possibly stand by and watch without intervening?
Mobius strode forward.
The next moment, he vanished from his spot, darting through the dense forest like an arrow loosed from a bow.
He left an afterimage behind.
With that terrifying speed and explosive power, the naked eye could not track his movements at all.
Every tendon in Mobius's legs bulged and swelled, pulsing constantly as though alive.
And this was merely Mobius in his normal state.
He had not used the power of the Tendon-Tendon Fruit.
Otherwise, his speed would have been even more terrifying.
Elsewhere, Whitebeard noticed the powerful presence steadily approaching.
Gripping Murakumogiri in one hand, his expression grew solemn as he gave orders to the other Whitebeard Pirates on the shore.
"Leave first. That fellow is coming."
Mobius's fierce approach left Newgate unwilling to lower his guard.
As soon as he finished speaking, Newgate slashed toward the dense forest ahead, his blade wreathed in white light.
"Quake Wave!"
Boom!
A terrifying