"Hip-hop!!"

On the battlefield, the boy-like Belial moved about, leaping and bounding like a monkey, launching all sorts of attacks.

He used his fists, feet, and even his head.

"Like a wild beast."

His target was the seemingly very refined Clooney.

Kro tilted his head to the side, dodging Belial's punch, and glanced in Moore's direction, clicking his tongue and saying, "Is the strongest one there?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his arm and slapped Belial's wrist, making him jolted.

The latter was a little unsteady, but reacted quickly, hooking his legs and swinging them towards Kro.

"Don't underestimate me! I'm the strongest among the army commanders!!"

"shave."

That kick missed its mark.

Kro quickly appeared beside Belial, kicked out, and slammed his foot down on Belial's side, sending him flying. Then, he spread his five fingers, facing Belial as he slid backward, and pointed them at him, saying, "Flying Finger Gun - Lotus Scatter."

Belial's pupils contracted, and he immediately crossed his arms. Then he heard a hissing sound as several bloody holes appeared in his arms and body.

"If we are defeated by this level, it would be a waste of Mr. Kuro's trust in us."

Kuro pushed up his glasses with the heel of his hand and said calmly, "As Mr. Kuro's trusted right-hand man, I have a duty to wipe out you foolish pirates."

"ah..."

Belial's arms fell to the ground, a sinister grin spreading across his face. He stretched out his arms and licked the blood flowing from them with his tongue. "Truly powerful, so powerful it's enviable! If I had such power, I would have ruled that hellhole of Morganati long ago!"

"Morgati?"

Kro frowned. "You're from the East Sea?"

"You've heard of it? Yes, that's the place, the famous amusement park kingdom, Morgatti!"

Belial lowered his head and murmured, "I'm so jealous, that Prince of Amusement Park, I'm so jealous of him! Why can't I have that kind of status, that kind of power! Just like I'm jealous of you, you're so powerful, so powerful that it seems like you could defeat me with a flick of your wrist!"

His voice began to grow deep, and a purple spark began to float on his body, as if it were about to ignite, but there was no burning material, just an ember.

"Jealousy, so much jealousy! You all have things I don't! Why is the world so unfair to me!"

Belial raised his head, the purple light seemingly eroding his pupils, and a voice, as if composed of many voices, rose from his throat, "The appearance of jealousy!"

He loosened his body, took a step forward, and suddenly disappeared.

"shave?"

This time it was Kro's turn to be surprised. He quickly turned around, blocked with one hand, and saw Belial appear behind him, throwing a punch at him.

Bang!!

Kro felt a sudden numbness in his arm. He grabbed Belial's wrist and forcefully flung him away.

"Putting strength aside for now, what's with the speed? Is it faster than my 'Shave' technique? How did you learn that...?"

Belial, who had been thrown aside, grinned maliciously and suddenly extended five fingers. To Kro's astonishment, five familiar yet greatly amplified bursts of energy shot towards him like bullets.

"Iron block!"

Kro's body trembled as he withstood the five attacks, leaving five holes in his clothes.

"How come you can point guns again?!" he said through gritted teeth.

Hehehe...

Belial landed on the ground, chuckling softly, "Jealousy is the ability to retaliate against an enemy's attacks twofold. No matter what tricks you use, I can return them to you twofold, simply because I'm pure jealousy!"

"That's all?"

Kro frowned. "That's all?"

"Simple?!"

Belial, as if insulted, stiffened his neck and roared, "Why do you say this is simple! I understand, you're jealous of me! Jealous of my power!"

"Jealous of your power?"

Kro looked him up and down, then took a step and vanished from the spot in an instant.

Soon, a huge figure appeared in front of Belial.

puff!!

A tall werewolf, now half-human and half-beast, stood before Belial, its hand, covered in sharp nails, piercing straight through his chest.

Belial looked down in disbelief at the hand that had pierced his chest, opened his mouth, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"What good is a double retaliation? Your physique... isn't up to par."

The upper half of Kro's face had turned into a wolf's head, his vertical pupils filled with disdain. "This level of skill dares to threaten me, Lord Kro?"

This blow pierced his heart; regardless of the force, given his physical condition, he was certain to die.

"Why..."

Belial struggled to lift his head, his face contorted in a grimace. "Why are you so strong?!"

He slowly stretched out his palm, as if he also wanted to get close to Kro's chest.

He's still alive?!

Kro was startled. He removed his arm from Belial's chest and stepped back, distancing himself from Belial.

At the same time, he placed the bloody claw to his lips and licked the blood.

Then we need to take it seriously!

"If he's so strong, then why..."

Belial staggered forward, his lips bleeding, his teeth bared, and roared, "Why didn't you save us in time?!"

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