"I kept thinking, if I'd been a little stronger at God Valley."
"You wouldn't have had the chance to hurt the other Celestial Dragons. For that, I trained day and night, with only one person I hated in my heart-you!"
"You stupid fool!"
"You'll never understand how much harm you've done to this world."
"I swear I'll hate you for the rest of my life! Until I kill you!"
The sword in Saint Garling's hand was far too powerful.
His perception was exceptionally keen, allowing him to sense the Roger Pirates' ship in advance while it was still falling.
Powerful Armament Haki was standard for a great swordsman, and even his Conqueror's Haki had reached the level of Conqueror's Coating.
It could be said.
If, in terms of individual strength among pirates, only Dark King Rayleigh and Big Mom Linlin stood closest to those three monsters.
Then.
Saint Garling ought to have been the strongest beneath them.
Compared to Rayleigh, all he lacked was stronger swordsmanship and more violent Haki.
Having already awakened all Three Types of Haki, all he needed was time.
And Linlin, with her innately inhuman stats and the enhancement of the Soul-Soul Fruit.
Was likewise a towering mountain standing before Saint Garling.
A powerful physique was rare enough, but having the Soul-Soul Fruit's enhancement on top of it, like Linlin did, made it rarer still.
Besides that.
Saint Garling could not tolerate a single pirate!
Especially Shane!
He had not even earned entry into the ranks of overlord-level fighters.
What right did he have to run his mouth in front of him?
"How many breaths can your fist hold out for? My guess is three!"
Saint Garling went berserk, moving even faster than Soru.
As he left an afterimage where he had stood.
His red hair