Sound cannot be blocked by mist.
After the floating island, along with the Golden Lion and Rowan, rose into the sky, although the people on the sea couldn't see what was happening, the rumbling sounds coming from the mist constantly proved one thing—
The Golden Lion and Ryan Rowan were fiercely clashing.
The intensity of their fight was so great that the onlookers, even from the surface of the sea, could feel the repercussions of their fierce battle!
…
"What incredibly exaggerated monsters…"
Crocodile, holding a cigar, couldn't stop looking upwards.
He tried to pierce through the thick fog but achieved nothing.
As a fellow Logia-type Devil Fruit user, Crocodile was particularly interested in Ryan Rowan's fighting techniques.
It was a method unlike his own—and even unlike the fundamental thinking of any other Logia-type Devil Fruit user.
Observing and contemplating Rowan's combat style was indeed helpful in enhancing his own use of the Sand-Sand Fruit abilities.
But what made Crocodile extremely annoyed was that Rowan and the Golden Lion chose to fight in the Devil's Triangle sea area.
This place was shrouded in mist year-round, making it impossible to see what was happening!
Observation Haki?
Honestly, Crocodile wasn't very skilled with "Haki." Even if he used Observation Haki, ordinary Haki users wouldn't be able to reach the battlefield of Rowan and the Golden Lion!
On the other hand, the others on the ships.
Unlike Crocodile's annoyance, Tiger, Hocka, and some of the Fish-Man warriors felt a sense of helplessness.
For a long time, the Fish-Man warriors believed the sea was their domain, and the ocean felt like home to them.
No matter the opponent, as long as it was on the sea, Fish-Men could easily handle it with their inherent racial advantages.
But the current situation was clearly "unusual."
How could the battle between two humans take place in the sky?
And yet, the current reality continuously emphasized that the true "pinnacle" of this great sea consisted of beings who had surpassed humanity…
…
The Flying Pirates, ship.
The members of the Flying Pirates were also very concerned about their captain's fight.
However, given the name "Golden Lion," they had no doubts about their captain's victory.
They were simply amazed that someone could fight their captain to this extent!
"Hey, hey, hey, the captain is really serious!"
"Take down that birdman, captain!"
"…"
The ship was noisy.
And in a corner at the stern, Fish-Man Tom and Nico Robin, under the watch of the Flying Pirates, were also looking up at the battle in the sky.
Among them, Nico Robin's expression was particularly serious.
Tom grinned when he saw this.
"Dahhahahahaha, are you very interested in this fight?"
"Yes."
Robin nodded and smiled, "After all, it decides our belonging!"
Looking at Robin's expression, Tom continued to laugh heartily, "Dahhahahahaha, that's quite a blatant untruth!"
"Hm?"
Rowan's gaze shifted, and he became increasingly certain that this carefree Fish-Man uncle before him was actually a very thoughtful person.
But Robin didn't intend to follow Tom's lead.
Seeing Robin fall silent, Tom stroked his chin and guessed, "Are you interested? That renowned Ryan Rowan…"
Renowned…
Although Robin knew this was Tom's catchphrase, she couldn't help but pay attention to it, as the so-called catchphrase was too "catchy."
At the same time, Robin's expression couldn't help but pause, because Tom had indeed hit the nail on the head.
"It seems you are indeed ridiculously interested in Ryan Rowan."
Tom scratched his head, "So, do you know each other?"
"No."
Robin shook her head.
"Hmm, you don't know him?"
Tom pondered for a moment, then suddenly recalled Nico Robin's origin.
"I heard that Ryan Rowan was an emperor from 800 years ago. As a renowned archaeologist, you should naturally be fascinated by him!"
"Don't guess my thoughts wrongly."
Robin frowned, because Tom's words were hitting the mark with every sentence.
Perhaps it was due to Tom's cheerful personality, or perhaps it was due to the exaggerated battle currently taking place, Robin's words became slightly more numerous.
She sighed softly and slowly said,
"Ryan Rowan, he himself is a part of 'history.' Why would he reappear in this era?"
Tom suddenly guessed, "Maybe someone is impersonating him, a magnificent actor!"
"That's impossible."
Robin shook her head, "I've read his personal biography, and the Ryan Rowan he is displaying now is exactly the same as recorded in historical texts."
"Moreover, 800 years is too insignificant for entire history; it's nothing at all."
Robin looked up at the sky again and said with utter certainty:
"He is Ryan Rowan, this is absolutely correct!"
"Is that so? Dahhahahahaha, I don't really understand!"
Tom said with a smile, "But since he is the renowned Ryan Rowan, if you have any questions, why don't you just go and ask him directly?"
"Hm?"
Robin was stunned at his words, "What did you say?"
"I said, if you have any questions, gather your magnificent courage and ask him directly!"
Tom spread his hands and suggested, "Looking at him, he will definitely answer you magnificently!"
"Heh… How is that possible? It's too absurd…"
Ever since the destruction of Ohara, Robin had experienced too much darkness on her journey, so she instinctively denied Tom's suggestion.
Tom, on the other hand, had a very refreshing impression of the Four Seas Alliance.
"Dahhahahahaha, sometimes you don't need to overthink it!"
Tom patted Robin on the shoulder and said with a hearty laugh, "When you meet Ryan Rowan, go and ask him magnificently!"
…
Suddenly.
A tremendous explosion came from the thick fog in the sky.
Rowan's fist and the Golden Lion's sword collided head-on, and the resulting shockwave shattered the uninhabited island beneath their feet into countless fragments of stone and earth.
But the force of that collision was far from over.
The repercussions swirled, forming gusts of chaotic air currents that dispersed the surrounding mist.
A dazzling sun shone down.
This was the first ray of sunlight in this Devil's Triangle area for many years.
Everyone on the sea looked up.
Thanks to this ray of sunlight, the Four Seas Alliance and the Flying Pirates could finally see the situation in the sky.
A scene they could never have imagined met their eyes.
Fireworks.
Yes, they saw correctly.
It was— "fireworks."
The floating island exploded like fireworks!
Countless fragments scattered like sparks in all directions.
And amidst those "sparks," two figures darted and weaved, engaging in close-quarters combat!
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