It was not merely Conqueror's Haki, but tangible killing intent mixed with densely concentrated Spiritual Pressure.
Dark gold shock waves erupted wildly in rings around Lin Xuan.
The ground beneath his feet, only just eaten away by magma, instantly crumbled to powder. Countless stones floated in midair in defiance of gravity, then turned to dust under the terrifying pressure.
"Ugh..."
The closest person, Ensign Isuka, felt as though her brain had taken a heavy blow. Unable even to scream, her eyes rolled back and she collapsed.
A series of collapsing sounds followed.
Thuds rang out one after another.
Within several hundred meters, apart from a few senior officers ranked Vice Admiral or above, the remaining thousands of elite Marines fell in droves, foaming at the mouth.
The once-noisy plaza instantly fell deathly silent.
"Whoa, whoa... this really is..." The brown-tinted sunglasses on Kizaru's face slipped halfway down his nose. For the first time, genuine gravity appeared in his eyes. "What terrifying Conqueror's Haki... no, there's something else mixed into it."
Standing at the edge of the ruins, Sengoku forgot to reprimand them.
As a king who possessed Conqueror's Haki himself, he understood the significance of this power better than anyone.
"Pressure of this magnitude, controlled so precisely that it didn't damage the brains of those who passed out..." Sengoku drew a deep breath and looked at Vice Admiral Tsuru, who remained standing beside him. "Tsuru."
"I know."
Vice Admiral Tsuru calmly brushed nonexistent dust from her cuffs, a habitual gesture when facing major incidents. "Medical teams, move in and carry away the unconscious... the remaining field officers, fall back five hundred meters. A Haki clash of this caliber is a rare learning experience for those children, too-provided they don't want to die."
This was not merely clearing the field. It