The instant the crisis passed, the violent energy turbulence above Ohara gradually subsided. The golden aura receded a little like an ebbing tide, revealing Kakarot's sweat-soaked face.
He could clearly feel the tremendous strain on his body. The exhaustion brought on by his Super Saiyan form clung to him like maggots in his bones, spreading through his skeleton into every limb. Each breath brought a tearing pain.
But he did not hesitate. He did not even have time to glance down at Lina and Lilith, who were anxiously watching in front of the treehouse, before his fingertips touched the patterns on his Spatial Ring.
Hum-
An almost imperceptible spatial ripple flashed, and Kakarot vanished from the skies over Ohara.
The next second, he was above Pangaea Castle on the Red Line.
A presence as vast as a sea of stars descended without warning, enveloping the entire city like an invisible net.
Whether they were CP0, the Holy Knights, or powerhouses like the Five Elders, they were all frozen by the overwhelming presence!
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
Inside the Flower Room, Imu stared at the golden figure that had suddenly appeared on the screen. His body trembled uncontrollably beneath his black robe, his three scarlet eyes filled with incredulous terror.
"That damned Saiyan! How could he get here so quickly?! My ship needs another minute to finish starting up!"
Only now did he truly understand how absurdly wrong his assessment of Kakarot's strength had been.
That black pillar of energy spanning heaven and earth had not only shattered the laser cannon, but utterly crushed his hopes of getting lucky-this Saiyan was simply beyond anything the natives of the One Piece world could measure.
Kakarot hovered above Pangaea Castle, his golden hair whipping wildly in the wind, the killing intent in his eyes