On another island not far from Baterilla Island, Garp was stuffing Senbei into his mouth with one hand while resting his other hand on the railing, his gaze fixed on the live broadcast on the Mobile Den Den Mushi in his hand.
At the same time, his keen senses clearly picked up the waves of battle emanating from Baterilla Island. That tremendous power, interwoven with lightning and magma, remained jarring even from dozens of nautical miles away.
On the live broadcast, the clouds and mist gradually dispersed under the violent energy impacts, revealing the entire battlefield.
Sakazuki, looking somewhat bedraggled, stumbled several times while using Geppo before steadying himself and finally leaping onto a nearby patch of intact island cloud.
His dark suit bore a few scorch marks, and his previously immaculate hair was somewhat disheveled. Clearly, he had come off considerably worse in that clash.
As for Lina, seven or eight meters of the tip of the 49-meter-long iron cloud sword in her hand had vanished, evidently shattered in the collision.
More striking, however, was Sakazuki's fist-a few drops of bright red blood seeped between his fingers and fell onto the snow-white island cloud, like red plum blossoms blooming in the snow, looking particularly stark.
Clearly, Sakazuki had just suffered an unexpected setback.
In the end, he had underestimated the power of the lightning wrapped around Lina's Heaven Cloud Sword.
That purplish-red lightning was anything but ordinary. Not only did it produce an intense numbing sensation, but it also contained astonishing heat.
The instant their attacks met, the lightning spread up his fist, briefly paralyzing his body. It was that momentary delay that exposed a slight opening in his sturdy Armament Haki, allowing his skin to be cut.
Everyone watching the broadcast looked astonished at the sight.
Sakazuki's fearsome