He noticed Shiki's gaze.
Saint Nusjuro and Saint Warcury both found their attention drawn away and looked over.
When he spotted that red figure, Saint Warcury's pupils contracted, and a rare look of horror appeared on his face.
The man strolled over with light steps, as though his surroundings were not a battlefield at all, but merely part of a journey.
He had yet to act, but he already shone like the blazing sun, drawing the eyes of one powerful fighter after another.
"Red the Aloof," Patrick Redfield.
One of the greatest monsters on the seas!
No secret in this world stayed hidden forever.
"Steel Bone" Kong had been gravely wounded, nearly killed, and confined to a hospital bed for almost half a year.
Even after his wounds healed, he had been left with severe lasting damage. Both his arms were gone, and his strength had declined.
Although the Navy had kept suppressing the news, its internal structure was so tangled that some information inevitably leaked out.
Several factions across the seas had heard the rumors.
While the World Government was hunting down the Roger Pirates, Fleet Admiral Kong had been defeated in the first half of the Grand Line.
Confirming that was not particularly difficult.
And the man responsible was Redfield.
Who was "Steel Bone" Kong?
He was a monster who had struck fear across the seas back in the Rocks era, fighting off Rocks D. Zebek time and again!
Such a monster had been crushed in a head-on battle and left crippled. What a terrifying achievement.
Now that Redfield had appeared, the pressure he brought was far more overwhelming than that of the others who had arrived before him.
The initiative seemed to have shifted.
As one monster after another appeared, the advantage established by the World Government's