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His opponent's Haki was like an iron wall, pinning even the power of the Op-Op Fruit firmly in place.
Those awakened techniques that should have warped space all missed under insight that seemed to foresee the future.
The helplessness he had felt facing this world's Doflamingo a few months earlier returned.
"That's enough."
The young man in the suit crooked a finger, and Luo's body abruptly froze.
Fine threads had long since filled the entire space-transparent, resilient, like the strands of fate itself.
Only now did his Observation Haki belatedly detect their presence.
"Truly astonishing control."
Luo put away his sword, without a trace of insincerity in his words.
If his opponent got serious, he probably would not even be able to withdraw from the battlefield.
"Your ability reminds me of someone."
The young man adjusted his sunglasses.
"Imu."
The name fell with weight.
The pinnacle of the Space-Space Fruit, paired with the Three Types of Haki at their peak, severing a giant dragon's neck barehanded and crushing a legend into the dirt-that was strength beyond reason.
Even with the ocean's greatest fighting forces assembled, that battle had still been a bloody mess.
"The future is in your hands."
The young man in the suit patted his shoulder, sounding like an elder.
Luo could not help wanting to laugh.
He was no ringleader of children at an orphanage, but a great pirate with a three-billion bounty, captain of the Heart Pirates.
Strangely, though, he did not dislike this kind of conversation.
Just then, the curtain over the doorway lifted.
Pudding stood at the edge of the shadows with her head lowered, her voice soft and clear:
"Lord Doffy, Flying Island has entered Egghead Island's waters."
"Let's go."
The three passed through the corridor toward the deck ahead.
Too many