"You're Marine Tough Guy Vice Admiral Wilton? The brat who defeated Sasaki and broke into Onigashima while I was away?"
Kaido looked down at Wilton from on high, his brutal eyes filled with murderous intent.
On his way here, he had received another call from King. His headquarters had actually been raided?
What puzzled him was how this guy had gotten back here from Onigashima so quickly.
"That's me."
"I'm already prepared to be taken out, so what can you teach me, Kaido?"
Wilton's resolute face was filled with arrogance and anticipation. Being able to fight a top-tier powerhouse like this, no matter the outcome, would bring him enormous gains.
This death was worth risking.
This danger was worth taking.
Why did he run around causing trouble like a clown? Aside from gaining enough fame, it was to force himself to grow stronger in the shortest possible time.
If he had the strength to crush everything in his path, why would he need to leap about like this?
Weakness was a sin.
Only by becoming stronger at all costs.
So what if people laughed at him? When he stood above the world one day, his words would become truth.
In the early stages, he had to swallow his pride because he was weak. Later, he would strike hard because he was strong!
"Worororo—"
Kaido was briefly stunned. A mere vice admiral could face him without changing expression, without even a trace of fear.
His spirit was extraordinary.
Anyone willing to gamble with his life deserved respect.
He was far stronger than the other Marine Headquarters vice admirals.
But even if he did not fear death, this was as far as he would go.
Provoking him like this meant he was doomed to die.
Without any warning.
Kaido's millstone-sized fist tore