The Navy Warship sailing across the sea suddenly tilted as though struck by a terrifying force. Its bow plunged until it lay at a forty-five-degree angle to the water.
And that was only the force of Kong gathering himself for a single charge.
He shot into the sky like a cannonball, repeatedly kicking off the air with Geppo to reach astonishing speed.
Abandoning the Navy Warship, Kong headed for G-34 Fortress alone. The situation was dire, and every second counted.
De Gea and Neuer raced ahead at full speed as soon as they received the news.
"It's over. It's all over."
After hanging up, Fleet Admiral Black finally let his show of resolve fall away. As if all the strength had drained from him, he slumped into his chair.
He did not know how things had suddenly come to this.
Perhaps the Rocks Pirates had wiped out the Navy's intelligence network, leaving it behind on information.
That had completely upset the balance between the Navy and the Rocks Pirates.
The Navy's entire strategy had collapsed.
Whatever target the Rocks Pirates chose next, the Navy would struggle to respond.
Evacuate. All they could do was keep evacuating.
He could only hope Cruyff held out.
And they absolutely could not let Kosa escape.
The pressure nearly suffocated Black: pressure from the World Government and the Affiliated Nations,
pressure from across the world and from within the Navy,
and pressure from the Rocks Pirates.
Ever since he had become Fleet Admiral, it seemed nothing had gone right.
He did not know how future generations would judge him.
If things ended here, he would surely go down as the worst Fleet Admiral in Navy history.
But he refused to accept that. He would bring down the Rocks Pirates.
He would devote every year he