Inside the Fearless, Ryan watched the needles on the instrument panel swing wildly and shouted.
"My God, the energy fluctuations coming from the boss have exceeded the instruments' measurement limits!"
"The temperature of the surrounding seawater is rising rapidly!"
Ryan added.
"He's so strong. Is this the boss's true strength?"
"He can cause this much of a disturbance even in the deep sea!"
Bakel swallowed, staring out the window in shock.
Kuina tightened her grip on the hilt of Wado Ichimonji and murmured.
"That's the figure I'm striving to catch up to... No matter where he is, he's the undisputed king."
Masha watched the figure wreathed in gold and crimson. A trace of relief flashed in her eyes, but there was even more pride.
In the deep sea, Lorne abruptly sank into a horse stance, drawing his right fist back to an exaggerated angle.
Ignoring the terror and clamor of Mor's fleet, he coldly locked onto the dozen or so submersibles ahead and unleashed a fierce punch!
"Haymaker!"
Boom!
There was no fancy technique behind this punch, only destructive power of the utmost purity.
The terrifying blast from his fist instantly tore through the seawater ahead, forcing it aside and blasting out a column of vacuum.
The vacuum column was enormous, dozens of meters in diameter.
Like a roaring white dragon, it plowed a straight path through the pitch-black depths, carrying True Damage that ignored all defenses as it hurtled toward Mor's fleet at a terrifying speed beyond that of sound.
Watching the vacuum column charge toward him with world-destroying force, Mor lost all ability to think.
"This... this definitely isn't a punch a human could throw!"
"He punched ten thousand meters beneath the sea and actually forced the water aside?"
"That's tens of thousands of tons of water resistance!"