At Totto Land's border, everyone in Akainu's fleet, which had already encountered the tide of pirates, suddenly sensed something and looked off to one side.
Thick clouds hung on the horizon like a curtain blotting out the sky.
Red-and-black lightning of varying thickness lashed wildly, shredding the space around it.
It could have passed for a fragment of a shattered world suddenly descending upon them.
The soldiers stared in shock.
Akainu's expression turned grave.
Has he already encountered Whitebeard?
The clash was far more intense than he had imagined.
At the same time, he couldn't help worrying for Randall.
"Good luck, Vice Admiral Randall!"
Elsewhere along Totto Land's border.
Kizaru hovered in the air, his lips pursed as he gazed at a distant scene that looked like a glimpse of the apocalypse.
"How frightening. Is that the might of the World's Strongest man?"
His usually flippant eyes now held a measure of gravity and astonishment.
"Good luck, Vice Admiral Randall. I have enemies of my own to deal with, you know~"
Just then, a flag suddenly rose into view where the sea met the sky.
That flag belonged to the Beasts Pirates!
Aboard the Moby Dick.
"N-no way! How could this happen?"
"Pops actually... lost?"
"We're dreaming, right? This has to be a dream!
Wake up already!"
Marco and the others looked utterly lost.
Their Pops, invincible in their eyes, had actually been defeated!
And by such a young Marine, no less!
Though he had only lost a clash of Conqueror's Haki, they still couldn't accept it.
Only now did Marco realize they had underestimated this Marine named Randall all along.
He wasn't some harmless little rabbit. He was a prehistoric monster!
Whitebeard looked astonished as well.
He hadn't anticipated this outcome at all.
When it came to Conqueror's Haki,