"Before a true 'god'... just how utterly helpless is a so-called natural disaster?"
Yas's calm words, carrying supreme majesty, echoed in everyone's ears like a divine decree. Zephyr, Sakazuki, and Borsalino on the Leviathan's bridge, along with the tens of thousands of devil recruits on the sea below who had just undergone their "baptism," all held their breath.
Every gaze focused on the man standing alone at the bow, his white clothes brighter than snow.
What was he going to do?
Facing a "natural disaster" made up of thousands upon thousands of monsters, enough to flatten a Marine Base, how could he alone turn this hopeless battle around?
Yas did not even glance at G-5 Base, now close at hand.
He merely lifted his foot slowly and took a light step into the air ahead.
There was no sound.
No blast of air.
He simply vanished from everyone's sight.
"Where did he go?!"
"Where did Lord Yas go?!"
The recruits erupted in bewildered cries.
"He's... above us!"
Sakazuki's pupils abruptly contracted. He looked up in horror, staring fixedly at the sky!
After the "devil's baptism," his Observation Haki had undergone a qualitative leap, barely allowing him to catch a trace of Yas's movement!
That was not teleportation!
That was... speed pushed to an extreme beyond the perception of Observation Haki!
The next second.
Above G-5 Base, in the sky lit up like hell by countless hideous monsters and towering flames.
Yas appeared out of thin air without warning.
He hovered silently ten thousand meters above the ground, looking down at the island below, where an apocalyptic tragedy was unfolding.
His gaze was cold and indifferent, like a creator god looking down at a swarm of ants fighting endlessly.
"Roar!!!"
Below, the enormous nine-headed serpent seemed to sense the terrifying presence