The slashes were easily blocked. Terrifying as they were, they posed no threat to Hades and the others.
A black speck appeared in the sky and drew steadily closer.
It was the Flying Pirates' Island Battleship. Though it had appeared once at the World Expo, it still frightened some people.
After all, plenty of civilians and ordinary people were on Paros Island now.
"Jihahaha! Long time no see!" Wearing a yellow-striped kimono, Shiki flew from the island to Hades and the others.
At the sight of Shiki, Roger and many former core officers of the Rocks Pirates grew serious. Since the Golden King Donovan's death, Shiki had commanded the largest force to emerge from the Rocks Pirates.
That remained true today.
The Roger Pirates were powerful, but they had no territorial disputes with the others.
Anyone who wanted more territory had to expand their forces.
And by current trends, the Flying Pirates were far ahead.
Shiki's right-hand officers were still growing stronger, too.
"Gurarara! Shiki, you sure don't hold back when you say hello." Newgate grinned.
With no desire to fight for supremacy, Newgate had the fewest conflicting interests with anyone present.
But Whitebeard had no idea how much his casual remark shocked the people around him.
"No way. That was terrifying! Who greets people like that?"
"So this is the power of those at the top? They really are monsters."
More than one person felt that way. For some ambitious pirates, it was a staggering blow.
Each of those near-apocalyptic slashes would have been impossible for most people to withstand. Many could not even have brought themselves to resist.
Facing them head-on, they had truly felt as though the sky were falling.
Yet these monsters at the pinnacle of the world had blocked those terrifying slashes with ease.
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