In a corner of the battlefield, Kaido fought like a madman, spiked club in hand. Blood stained his body and his club, though whether it was his own or someone else's was impossible to tell.
"Thunder Bagua!"
Sensing the terrifying presences across the battlefield, especially the two dragons battling in the sky, Kaido felt immense pressure—and the drive it brought.
He had to grow stronger. That was the kind of power he craved.
There were too many enemies, and every one of them was powerful. Kaido leaped high and brought his club crashing down.
His technique was still somewhat unpolished compared to his future self's, but it already packed considerable power.
Heavy breathing rang out, his blood boiling as he fought without pause on this battlefield.
Though only an apprentice, the twenty-one-year-old Kaido was highly valued by the Rocks Pirates. He already possessed strength comparable to a senior officer's, making him a formidable threat.
His towering frame and curved bull horns stood out on the battlefield, making him a target for many of the World Government's powerful fighters.
The power of Blazer, the "King of Hell," was terrifying. Across the battlefield, the Undead Legion continued to grow.
Wherever necromantic flame spread, corpses were tempered in its fire and transformed into undying undead.
They would not stay down. Whether their bones were broken or their heads shattered, they could recover in a short time.
In God Valley, where the air was thick with death, these undead were still slowly growing stronger as necromantic flame burned through them.
As one side weakened, the other grew stronger. Every fallen World Government soldier became another asset for the Rocks Pirates.
Even fallen members of the Rocks Pirates were put to use again.
If the threat posed by "Death Gun" Leon was direct, then the