"Mahahahaha! Just the perfect vessel I, Rocks, had my eye on!"
On the battlefield cleared by a single strike, where only the deathly sea wind howled, Rocks's laughter, filled with sick, feverish fanaticism, suddenly rang through the skies like a curse from hell!
His laughter sent a shudder through every survivor below, jolting them out of their shock at that world-shattering devastation!
He was insane!
After witnessing the invincible fleet he had spent decades building and tens of thousands of loyal subordinates utterly erased by a casual strike from his enemy, this man could still laugh?!
No! That was no ordinary laughter!
It was a wild howl filled with endless greed and possessiveness, the sound of discovering a supreme treasure that fascinated him and drove him mad even more than the throne of the "King of the World"!
"Garp."
At the distant edge of the battlefield, Fleet Admiral Sengoku looked at Rocks, hovering in midair with his body charred black yet his arrogance still soaring, then at Yas, bathed in azure divine radiance without so much as a strand of hair out of place. For the first time, an expression called bewilderment appeared on his ever-wise face.
"What has happened to this era?"
"Gurararara."
Elsewhere, Edward Newgate, Whitebeard, the future World's Strongest Man, gripped his Supreme Grade Sword, Murakumogiri. His eyes, always filled with boldness and untamed spirit, were fixed on Yas, his face more solemn than it had ever been in his life!
A single strike had destroyed a fleet powerful enough to conquer the world.
Even at his peak, using the full power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit, he could never have accomplished such a thing!
"Powerful" was no longer a word that could describe it!
That was the realm of gods!
"Jihahahaha! Now that was something incredible!"
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