All of Birka trembled beneath the clash of the two mighty warriors' Conqueror's Haki.
"I-is this a battle between gods?"
Watching those two inhuman figures, the people of Birka felt their hearts nearly stop.
It felt as though a second had passed, yet also as though years had gone by.
Golden Lion's expression suddenly changed.
In the clash of Conqueror's Haki that had been evenly matched, he was gradually losing ground!
"Are you kidding me?! I've never lost a clash of Conqueror's Haki!"
Golden Lion roared like a wounded lion driven mad, his presence briefly surging.
But Randall merely narrowed his eyes, and his presence skyrocketed, his Conqueror's Haki overwhelming Golden Lion's once again.
"Impossible!"
Golden Lion's eyes nearly split with rage.
The pride in his heart rejected everything unfolding before him.
"Die, damn you!"
Golden Lion kicked out with his right leg. Oto flashed, and an enormous blade of sword energy thousands of meters long appeared, as though it would cleave the entire world apart.
"Slashing Wave!"
The blade of sword energy cut straight through the field of Conqueror's Haki and hurtled toward Randall.
Before that blade, Randall looked as insignificant as an ant.
"G-good heavens. What is that now?!"
The people of Birka had their understanding of the world shaken once again. They felt as though they were dreaming.
Or was this the real world, and had they been living in a dream all along?
"Can God block it?"
Everyone in Birka couldn't help breaking into a cold sweat for Randall.
They would not have been remotely surprised if that blade of sword energy sliced all of Birka in two.
What chance did fragile flesh stand?
But Randall's response defied their expectations—and Golden Lion's as well.
Facing the blade of sword energy several kilometers long, Randall simply crossed