As they watched the hundred thousand-plus army troops charging toward them, both Bins and Redfield's expressions changed as they prepared to move in and help Rosinante.
But at that very moment, Rosinante flashed back and landed beside Bins and Redfield.
"Your Majesty!" Bins asked anxiously, clearly wondering whether they should avoid the enemy's momentum in the face of such an overwhelming army.
"Let's end the warm-up here," Rosinante said with a smile.
Hearing those words, Bins immediately grew serious.
He knew Rosinante was about to unleash a true trump card.
Would it be Devil Fruit awakening? The Power of Annihilation? Or perhaps something like his devastating stacked shock punches?
Bins couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation.
It had been a long time since he had last seen Rosinante fight at full power.
The last time was ten years ago, when he had watched Rosinante battle Sengoku and the others from within the space fissure. That battle had truly shaken heaven and earth.
In that fight, Rosinante had practically used every card he had, displaying one astonishing ability after another, leaving Bins utterly exhilarated.
But what came next caught even Bins off guard.
Because what Rosinante was about to use now was something he had never shown, not even in that battle ten years ago against Sengoku and the others.
"Sage Art!"
Rosinante suddenly brought his palms together and shouted.
As soon as he did, both his eyes and eyebrows turned purple, and strange markings appeared across his cheeks.
"Sage Art: Planetary Devastation!"
With Rosinante's shout, a tiny black sphere appeared between his clasped hands.
It looked completely ordinary.
Aside from being pitch black, as though made from some unknown material, there was nothing special about it at first glance.
"This is...?" Redfield said, his face showing shock.
Though the sphere looked utterly plain, Redfield could sense a faint trace of danger coming from it.
Rosinante didn't answer.
He simply raised his hand slowly, and the tiny black sphere drifted upward, floating toward the sky above the army.
By now, the army had already charged to a point very close to Rosinante and the others.
"Release," Rosinante said calmly.
The moment those words left his mouth, a massive gravitational force appeared in the sky.
The tremendous pull began dragging stones, boulders, and even chunks of the ground itself upward toward the black sphere.
"Ahhh!"
"What is happening?!"
"We're flying up! No, everything is being pulled toward that thing!"
"This is bad! I'm being dragged in!"
Under the effect of that overwhelming gravitational force, even the World Government's soldiers had no way to escape.
Amid cries of panic and alarm, one person after another was pulled into the sky toward the black sphere.
The powerful gravity crushed them against its surface, and then stones, sand, and soil flew upward, wrapping around them and sealing them inside.
"This is bad! Destroy that sphere immediately!" Purple Steed shouted.
Following his order, some officers and soldiers who could still barely keep their footing raised their swords and guns and launched desperate attacks at the sphere.
Powerful slashes and volleys of gunfire shot toward it.
But the gravitational pull on the sphere only kept growing stronger.
Those attacks had no effect at all.
Instead, the gravity intensified further and further, until even some of the military officers could no longer resist and were dragged upward toward the sphere.
Some officers who were sucked onto the sphere still tried to attack it.
But under that crushing gravity, their attacks were completely useless.
"So this is the power Rosinante obtained in that other world?"
"To be able to generate such terrifying gravity... if this continues, even the Red Line itself could suffer enormous damage!"
Watching as people, stones, trees, and even massive sections of the ground were continuously dragged upward, while the sphere in the sky grew larger and larger, the Five Elders could no longer hide their shock.
"This can't continue. Have Purple Steed attack and destroy that sphere!"
"Absolutely do not let that sphere remain!"
Even without the Five Elders' orders, Purple Steed already understood:
That sphere absolutely could not be allowed to continue existing.
Otherwise, their numerical advantage would be completely wiped away.
"Lend me your strength!" Purple Steed roared.
At the same time, he raised the blade in his hand high above his head, and the aura around him began to swell rapidly.
"Haaah!"
Purple Steed let out a great shout and slashed.
A monstrous blade of light tore through the air and shot toward the ever-growing sphere in the sky.
Purple Steed truly was powerful.
His own strength had already reached Admiral level, and with the Command Fruit drawing power from the many subordinates around him, the might of this strike surged dramatically.
The power of that slash was so enormous it was almost horrifying.
But Rosinante's Sage Art: Planetary Devastation was not something that could be broken so easily.
This Planetary Devastation had been developed based on the Rinnegan's Chibaku Tensei.
It was a secret technique formed by fusing Earth Release, Sage Art, sealing techniques, and the power of the Silent-Silent Fruit.
Within that tiny black sphere lay an enormous, silent core of gravitational force.
Through the coordination of Earth Release, Sage Art, and sealing jutsu, it produced the effect of Planetary Devastation.
With the amount of sage power Rosinante could currently refine from his chakra, the Planetary Devastation he created now contained enough gravitational force to form a sphere nearly ten thousand meters in diameter.
How could something like that be destroyed so easily?
Purple Steed's massive slash struck the Planetary Devastation and carved out a huge gap in it.
But in the very next moment, the terrifying gravitational force swallowed the slash whole.
"How is that possible?! That attack contained the combined power of my entire battle formation, and it was absorbed so easily?!" Purple Steed said in shock.
"There's nothing impossible about it. If his techniques were so easy to deal with, then he wouldn't be Rosinante."
At that moment, a voice rang out.
A massively built old man slowly appeared, leading a group of people behind him.
"Sengoku!" Redfield's eyes flashed sharply.