"A god?" Gern chuckled at those words and casually tossed the weapon back to Enel.
Enel caught it and flicked his wrist, spinning it back into its long staff form.
Yet his heartbeat was now accelerating beyond his control.
Only now did he truly realize that it was not just the man before him.
Even the three Blue Sea People behind Gern radiated terrifyingly powerful auras.
Especially that tall woman with long orange-red hair. Though her gaze remained fixed on Gern,
his Observation Haki instinctively warned him.
If that woman wanted to, she could kill him in an instant at this distance.
"Who the hell are you?" Enel asked in a low voice. He gripped the Golden Staff tightly, lightning dancing around him, but no longer attacked rashly.
Rather than answer directly, Gern slowly raised his hand, palm facing upward.
Humm! Crack! The air trembled. Pale fissures spread from his palm, and the surrounding space shattered like a mirror.
Enel's pupils abruptly contracted as he felt an unprecedented pressure.
It was not the fury of lightning, but something more primal, more pure-a power that seemed capable of tearing heaven and earth apart.
"What... is that power?!"
"Tremors." Gern closed his fingers, and the fissures vanished instantly. "But more importantly..."
He suddenly stepped forward, and Enel instinctively retreated half a step.
But Gern did not attack. Instead, he walked past him toward the Divine Palace at the center of Birka.
"Enel, you have a remarkable talent for Observation Haki, but calling yourself a 'god' only shows how little you know of the world."
Enel's face abruptly darkened. He slammed the Golden Staff onto the cloud surface, unleashing an explosion of savage lightning that formed a crackling field around him.
"Stop spouting whatever you please!!" His voice mingled with the roar of