The terrifying tremors above Onigashima had never stopped.
Any one of them was enough to sink Onigashima.
Everyone wore a different expression.
The Beasts Pirates looked terrified, silently comparing their boss to his opponent.
But no matter how they compared them, Whitebeard seemed more formidable in the end.
Shanks and the others, meanwhile, wore complicated expressions.
Damn, Whitebeard had already been beating them into the ground before.
Yet that Whitebeard couldn't even compare to the one they were seeing now.
He was a true monster.
But if Whitebeard was a monster, then Enma, who stood unmoving amid those endless tremors, was practically a god descended to earth.
Honestly, vibrations were devastating to hard objects.
And on these seas, if Randall called himself the second-toughest man, no one would dare claim first place.
Even Imu couldn't match Randall in sheer physical toughness.
Resonance alone should have been enough to make Randall suffer.
Unfortunately, after his previous battle with Whitebeard, Randall had grasped the power of softness through the power of those tremors.
As a result, at least ninety percent of those immensely powerful tremors were dissipated when they hit Randall.
Looking at Randall, who stood as immovable as a mountain, even Whitebeard, who had been strong all his life, couldn't help feeling despair.
The despair of helplessness.
The despair of being unable to break through his opponent's defenses, no matter how he attacked.
And as Whitebeard struggled in vain, Kaido and Shanks grew less confident by the moment.
Both had considered seizing the chance to flee several times.
Just then, among the Beasts Pirates, Jack's eyes shifted, his gaze settling on Caris, who was watching from a distance.
"Brother, Enma seems to care a lot about that woman.
Why don't we capture her? Then we can threaten Enma!
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