The missiles worked together in perfect coordination, responding to one another as they formed an airtight attack formation and surged toward the enemy's defensive line.
"Try this!"
Bullet suddenly slammed his fists together with a deafening crash.
In that instant, several especially massive magma missiles erupted from his palms.
They raced forward like the claws of demons reaching out from hell, carrying enough force to destroy everything in their path.
As they flew, the missiles suddenly split into hundreds of smaller warheads, blooming across the sky like a flower of death, every petal packed with lethal destructive power.
In the distance, Crocodile stood quietly and watched with a contemptuous sneer.
"A barbarian's way of fighting."
His tone dripped with mockery, making it clear what he thought of Bullet's crude, straightforward approach.
"Shut up, Sand Crocodile!"
Bullet heard the insult but did not get angry. Instead, he threw his head back and laughed.
In his eyes, this kind of battle—overflowing with raw power and passion—was the true romance of a man.
He could not have cared less what anyone else thought and continued losing himself in the thrill of combat.
At that moment, an especially dense wave of lasers poured down like a torrential storm, completely engulfing Bullet's position.
Faced with such a violent attack, Bullet showed no fear.
Instead, he opened the gigantic mouth of his magma body.
That maw resembled a bottomless black hole, radiating a presence that chilled the heart.
"Get in my stomach, all of you!"
With his roar, the dense swarm of lasers was actually sucked straight into his body.
In an instant, his magma form turned almost completely transparent. Brilliant streams of multicolored energy surged wildly inside him, as if he had swallowed an entire world.
"GRAAAH! Now take them back!"
Bullet roared in both pain and excitement.
His body was under enormous pressure, yet his eyes shone with feverish delight.
Then missiles enhanced by the absorbed laser energy erupted from every pore across his body.
They shot toward the enemy with even more terrifying speed and power, destroying everything in their path.
A completely insane missile festival erupted across the battlefield.
Countless warheads streaked into the heavens with brilliant trails of flame, illuminating the entire sky until night became as bright as day.
The dazzling radiance spread without restraint, seemingly determined to drive away every trace of darkness.
At the same time, an endless chain of explosions rolled through the air like ceremonial cannons firing at a grand celebration, one detonation after another making the earth tremble faintly.
Enel lounged comfortably nearby.
His tall figure looked remarkably relaxed beneath the flickering lights, his face filled with boredom and disdain.
He casually dug a finger into his ear before bursting into arrogant laughter.
"Yehahaha! Mortals will always be mortals!"
His voice carried an instinctive sense of superiority as it echoed through the battlefield.
At that moment, another dense rain of lasers surged toward him like a downpour.
The sharp energy beams tore through the air with piercing shrieks.
Yet even in the face of such a brutal attack, Enel remained unbelievably relaxed.
He slowly sat up, his movements calm and unhurried, as though everything happening around him had nothing to do with him.
He casually picked up the golden staff beside him and lightly tapped one of the drums on his back.
Each strike carried a peculiar rhythm, creating a stark contrast with the tense chaos surrounding him.
"Sixty Million Volts: Thunder Dragon…"
Enel deliberately drew out the name.
The drum suddenly erupted with a thunderous roar that seemed to make the earth itself tremble.
Then a gigantic dragon formed entirely from pure lightning burst from it and soared into the sky.
The Thunder Dragon was enormous. Every scale covering its body flashed with blinding electricity, countless arcs colliding and intertwining to scatter tiny sparks everywhere.
Its eyes burned like two blazing suns, shining with furious light.
Its razor-sharp claws tore through the air, leaving scorched trails behind them.
The Thunder Dragon raised its head and released a deafening roar that seemed capable of splitting the clouds and terrifying the entire world.
It opened its enormous mouth, formed from countless bolts of lightning, and swallowed three powerful lasers in a single bite.
The beams exploded violently inside its body.
The immense energy caused even the surrounding space to distort.
Yet astonishingly, the explosions did not harm the Thunder Dragon in the slightest.
Instead, after absorbing their energy, its body grew even larger and its power increased further.
"Too weak. Far too weak…"
Enel yawned lightly, his eyes filled with endless boredom and contempt.
He casually moved one finger, as if merely brushing away a swarm of insignificant insects.
At his gesture, more Thunder Dragons continuously emerged from the mysterious drums.
The lightning beasts seemed to possess genuine life. Powerful and agile, they moved gracefully through the dense rain of lasers.
At times, they extended their razor-sharp claws and effortlessly tore incoming beams apart.
At others, they opened their mouths and spat out powerful spheres of lightning, precisely intercepting any lasers attempting to break through the defensive line.
Some even whipped their thick, powerful tails through the air and knocked the lasers straight back, turning the enemy's own attacks against them.
"Watch closely!"
A spark of genuine interest suddenly appeared in Enel's previously lazy eyes, burning like a flame coming to life.
He abruptly rose to his feet and began performing an extremely strange dance, his body moving as swiftly as lightning.
Every motion contained mysterious power, as though resonating with all the electricity between heaven and earth.
Then his triumphant shout rang across the entire battlefield like a great bell.
"Two Hundred Million Volts: Thunder God's Feast!"
In an instant, his body underwent an astonishing transformation.
He became a colossal Thunder God, dazzling lightning surrounding his enormous form.
Arcs of electricity twisted and flashed around him like living dragons, weaving freely through the air.
Within his hand, a massive lightning spear rapidly took shape, radiating a terrifying aura.