Pero descended at the edge of the battlefield, holding Elbaf up with one hand.
He set the enormous island down in the waters beside Bali Island.
Lonely Bali Island now had company.
Company dozens of times its size.
Once the island settled into place, Loki, who had been watching from its edge all along, smiled.
His eyes lit up.
He waved to his people, and they leaped down onto the frozen sea.
Like dumplings dropping into a pot.
"Ooooooh!!!"
The Giants of Elbaf let out earth-shaking roars, like the heroes of Liangshan who had not come down from their mountain in eight hundred years.
They charged into the center of the battlefield.
They planted themselves directly in front of the Neo Marines' warships.
They gave off the distinct impression that if anyone attacked again, they would show no mercy.
High in the sky, Saint Shamrock looked down at the Giants charging into the center of the battlefield.
Then he looked at Pero in the distance, strolling leisurely along with his "utterly unremarkable" looks.
His haughty face finally twisted into a scowl.
Why had nothing gone right since I came to this damned place?
He thought through gritted teeth.
He knew this battle was no longer his to control.
Abandoning the fight, he shouted and beckoned to the two members still battling Kizaru and the other two.
Then he drove Billy back with a feint, instantly pulled away, and swiftly returned to the main ship's cabin.
On the floor, the Pentagram Magic Circle drawn there long before erupted with blinding black lightning.
"You win this time."
"Next time, Lord Imu will take action personally!"
Before Billy and the others could react, all the Holy Knights turned into streaks of black lightning and were forcibly teleported back by the magic circle.
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