Almost at the same time, the battle on the island below Wano Country also began to intensify.
Bang!
Bang! Bang!
laugh!!
Donald and Inlava had a back-and-forth exchange; basically, if one of them threw a punch, Donald would thrust his spear at him. Although close combat with fists and feet was more advantageous than wielding a spear, Donald came from the Flower Country, which valued martial arts, and his chained spearman forced Inlava back on several occasions.
Bang!
With a collision between a gun blade and a fist, both men were thrown backward, leaving a trail in the ground.
Inlava raised his hand and looked at the back of his fist, which was covered in blood. Like his body, it was covered in injuries, with cuts from gun blades and lacerations in various places. The most serious injury was a bloody hole in his shoulder.
In contrast, Donald...
He dragged the chain in his hand to get the cross-shaped spear back into his grasp and even twirled it. White mist swirled around him, like a feather robe draped over his body, and there wasn't a single wound on his body.
He fought for so long and wasn't injured...
Inlava asked in a low voice, "Is it because of that strange white mist?"
"That's exactly right."
Donald made no attempt to hide it, admitting, "Lieutenant General Cass's power is indiscriminate, and I am naturally fortunate enough to have experienced it. You think you are fighting against me alone? No, you are fighting against me, who is sharing the damage with three thousand people."
“Every one of us, under Lieutenant General Cass’s leadership, is like this. You and your men are no match for us!”
As he spoke, the mist within the white vapor deepened, and its range shrank, indicating that the six thousand pirates were being dismantled one by one.
Inlava pursed his lips, staring at the white steam, and said dryly, "Why..."
He crouched low, his body like a swift cheetah, and rushed to Donald's side. His fist carried a domineering aura, like a whirlwind.
"Spiral Bomb!!"
A punch with tremendous spin force struck Donald hard in the abdomen.
As a 'fierce fist', Inlava, whom Donald relies on to fight based on instinct and physical strength, also has his own techniques.
The power of this punch was something he had comprehended through long battles. It possessed an extremely strong spiraling ability, concentrating his power into a single point, capable of shattering anything.
Bang!!
The fist still made a muffled thud, but the force of that punch only made Donald's body stagger back a little. The fist imprinted on his stomach remained frozen in place, without advancing an inch.
Unable to move forward, his fist was entangled by the white mist, bringing him to a standstill, while Donald remained completely unharmed.
This punch also caused Inrawa's eyes to gradually dim.
"Why should they? They're just a bunch of lackeys of the World Government!" he said sinisterly.
Donald extended a hand and placed it on Inlava's wrist, slowly saying, "My abdomen hurts, it's a numbing pain. This pain is precisely transmitted among these three thousand people. My pain is the same as theirs. Your punch was powerful, but..."
Snap!
He gripped the wrist tightly, forcefully lifting Inlava high into the air, and then raised the cross-shaped spear, placing his hands on the handle in front and behind.
"Chain Star - Random Attack!!"
Hiss hiss hiss hiss!
The spearheads, like stars, struck Inlava's body like a barrage of bullets, the domineering spearheads leaving Inlava trembling in mid-air like a rag doll.
boom!
In a rapid barrage of gunfire, Donald suddenly thrust the gun forward, unleashing a massive shockwave that sent Inlava flying. He hovered in the air for a moment before crashing to the ground, his body mangled and bloody.
brush!
Donald pulled his right hand back, the gun blade held upright against his leg, blood splattering from the gun. He glanced at Inlava, shook his head, and said, "Not bad, but it's a pity. That so-called utopia is not as good as our justice."
With that, he turned and walked away.
"You give me... wait a minute!!"
As soon as he turned around, a loud noise erupted behind him from behind. Donald opened his eyes slightly and subconsciously looked back. He saw the man stagger to his feet, his bloodied chest rising and falling, his breathing heavy. In his hands, he was still tightly clutching something.
Through the blood on his hand, Donald saw that it was a pair of headphones that had been on his head before. This made him frown. This guy... even if he was injured, he would protect his headphones?
"call..."
Inlava let out a heavy breath, his hands trembling as he raised them, solemnly placed the headphones on his head, looked up at Donald, and said in a deep voice:
"Our ideal world is infallible; do not insult our ideal world!"
"You keep talking about an ideal land, but what exactly is this ideal land?" Donald asked in a deep voice.
"The Ideal Land..."
Inlava chewed on the word, and a bright smile, completely out of character, appeared on his face, which was contorted by his wounds:
"You wouldn't understand, the ideal world, that's where our happiness lies, our ultimate dream..."
...
"Still not down?"
In Wano Country, King looked at Keizo who had stood up and noticed that even though he was almost burned, he was still holding something in his arms. He saw that the earphones in his arms were unharmed and breathed a sigh of relief.
Jin asked in surprise, "How can a man like you have such willpower? Are those headphones really that important to you? And what are your ambitions?"
Jingzang gave Jin a disdainful smile: "What do you, a pirate who surrendered to the Navy, know? These headphones... or rather, this dream, are more important than my life!"
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