The sky ten thousand meters above the Red Line had now become a battlefield.
Violent air currents were shredded by even more violent energy. Ionized clouds refracted eerie rainbow hues, and every dull collision sounded like a war drum struck by a god, shaking the terrifyingly silent Holy Land below.
The Five Elders had transformed into Demon Gods. Any one of them alone possessed the terrifying combat strength to overturn a nation.
They coordinated seamlessly, shared their vision, and possessed nearly inexhaustible vitality, along with the aerial mobility granted by the Arrow-Arrow Fruit. Such a lineup could make even the Four Emperors blanch.
Yet their opponent-Aaron Ball-seemed to have transcended the very concept of "combat strength." He was more like a mobile natural disaster with a will of his own.
The silver-haired figure controlled the battle's rhythm completely.
"Too fast!"
Countless afterimages reflected in Saint Saturn's eyes as alarm bells screamed in his mind.
Boer no longer needed to charge up at all, and even his "big moves" no longer had a rigid windup.
The dark-gold Golden Superconducting Ring embedded in his chest was like a bottomless spring connected to nature's immense power, converting terrifying lightning and magnetic energy into destructive power available at a moment's notice.
Boer casually closed his left hand. A golden lightning sphere churning with incandescent white plasma instantly formed, appearing without warning beside Saint Warcury's flank just after he had lunged, before his momentum had dissipated.
Before Warcury could fully gather his Armament Haki, the sphere exploded, knocking his massive body sideways. Great patches of his tough hide blackened, and agonizing pain swept through his nerves alongside numbness.
"Damn it!"
Saint Warcury roared and swept his tusks across, but only scattered the magnetic afterimage Boer had left behind. Boer's real body had already appeared like