Somewhere in the coastal waters of the New World, 132° east longitude, 28° north latitude.
The sea trembled.
It was neither wind-driven surf nor a tsunami, but the natural upheaval caused by an enormous creature moving through the water.
Sanjuan Wolf, the "walking calamity" with a bounty of 1.67 billion Beli, was striding through the sea.
Having eaten the Expand-Expand Fruit, he now stood 180 meters tall-presumably his limit-with mountains of knotted muscle beneath layers of fat and coarse skin.
Every step he took sent spray exploding dozens of meters into the air.
Before him, the G-14 Unit's warship looked as tiny as a skiff.
"Dereshishishi... This really is... as bad as it gets..."
On the warship's deck stood Jaguar D. Saul.
Though his laughter remained hearty, the cold sweat on his forehead betrayed his true feelings.
A giant Marine commodore standing 22 meters tall, he now gazed up like a child at the dark silhouette blotting out the sky.
"Commodore Saul, volleys from the main guns aren't working! His skin is tougher than the warship's armor!
"And we haven't brought any other ammunition!" a Marine reported hoarsely.
"Keep firing! At least... buy us some time!" Saul roared through gritted teeth, tightening his grip on his enormous axe.
"And have we sent out a request for support? Has any unit answered?"
"A warship near Kaswen Island responded, but it's only a single patrol ship. We don't know who its commander is!"
"Then we're in serious trouble. Looks like we'll be buried at sea today!"
Meanwhile, Sanjuan Wolf looked down, his lips spreading into a savage grin.
"Little Marine bugs... So noisy." As he spoke, he slowly raised his foot, its shadow covering the entire warship like a curtain across the sky.
"We're done for..." Saul's pupils contracted sharply, and for