At that thought, Otohime suddenly lost the will to persuade Randall.
At that moment, the words Randall had spoken earlier suddenly surfaced in her mind.
In the end, strength did all the talking.
To put it bluntly, with Randall's strength, he could do whatever he pleased on Fish-Man Island.
Even their protector, Whitebeard, held no power to deter Randall.
If Randall truly wanted to do something now, what could their Ryugu Kingdom possibly do to stop him?
Randall took a step forward. At the sight, the soldiers who had raised their weapons to face him all moved aside.
"I'll leave you with an impression, so you understand what it means to be strong."
Randall spoke calmly.
The instant his words fell, his Conqueror's Haki erupted.
He deliberately controlled it, focusing on intimidation rather than knocking the fishfolk unconscious.
They needed to stay awake. Otherwise, how could they see what he wanted to show them?
Red-and-black arcs crackled through the space around Randall, and the air throughout the Plaza grew thick and heavy.
Visible ripples even began spreading across the dome overhead.
If Conqueror's Haki could be seen, it would have appeared as a black-and-red blaze towering a thousand meters high behind Randall.
Randall himself looked almost unreal, with overlapping afterimages outlining his entire body.
The fishfolk had never witnessed anything like this. Every last one of them froze.
Octopus stood closest to Randall, so naturally, he felt it most keenly.
He had already forgotten to run. Randall's figure was all that remained in his eyes.
That figure, like a Nine Nether Demon God, and that aura that seemed poised to destroy everything made his soul tremble.
His tentacles slipped out of his control and began twitching spasmodically, while white foam appeared at the corners of his mouth.
His usually intoxicated