"Perfect. Let's test that new toy's area attack."
As Yas's murmured words, filled with cold anticipation and cruel amusement, drifted clearly into everyone's ears in the command center like a demon's whisper, the G-1 Branch commander felt a chill more piercing than a plunge into a ten-thousand-year-old ice cavern shoot from his tailbone straight to the crown of his head!
Area attack? New toy?!
His mind went blank, utterly unable to comprehend what this terrifying Admiral meant. Had that operation, which surpassed myth and beheaded every pirate leader in a little over ten seconds, been nothing more than an "appetizer" to him?!
Just as his mind, overwhelmed by shock and fear, was about to shut down completely, Yas became a streak of light too fast for the naked eye to follow. He instantly passed through the command center's floor-to-ceiling windows and appeared atop the clouds thousands of meters above the G-1 Fortress as though he had teleported.
He hovered there silently, his pure white "Azure Thunder" coat snapping in the turbulent air currents, which could not shift his statue-like body even a fraction.
He lowered his head and surveyed the vast sea below with the absolute indifference of someone looking at a model battlefield. In his eyes, the hundreds of pirate ships and tens of thousands of pirates scattering in panic like ants were merely tiny pixels waiting to be erased.
"Target locked." Yas's cold intent crossed the physical distance like an invisible command, establishing a direct link with a certain presence high above the heavens that only he could sense.
"Attack coordinates: center of the G-1 waters."
"Energy output: standard mode."
"Attack command confirmed."
"Kinetic Orbital Strike: Spear of Divine Punishment, activate."
The instant Yas issued that final judgment in his mind, hundreds of kilometers from the G-1 waters,