"A Celestial Dragon's...slave?"

Kuro squinted at Gryphon, who was standing there. He hadn't expected that someone so powerful would have once been a slave of the Celestial Dragons.

"Kuro, this guy can't be allowed to live!"

Kakei shouted, "If that's his identity, letting him go will cause a lot of trouble. The death of a Celestial Dragon is a big deal in itself, and if it happens again, the World Government will go crazy!"

The Celestial Dragons' slaves are nothing to them. As high-ranking officers in the Navy, they know that many Celestial Dragon slaves have gone on to become pirates. However, as Navy personnel, not dogs kept by the Celestial Dragons, they don't care about this at all.

What matters more is the extent of harm this person has caused to the world, and has absolutely nothing to do with his status as a slave.

However, there is absolutely no one like him who so brazenly murdered a Celestial Dragon and even dared to say it in front of the Navy.

If this madman survives, he will definitely continue to target the Celestial Dragons.

One incident was enough of a headache, and now they don't know how to handle the aftermath. Even one Gulan Tezoro isn't enough.

If this happens a few more times, will their navy even be able to do their jobs anymore?

"Ah...I know, he can't escape either."

Kuro sheathed the sword, looking at the person in front of him. Although the person was standing there, his eyes had gradually lost their light.

Whoosh!

Kuro appeared beside Griwoon, and Ragi instantly drew his sword and slashed down. Griwoon raised his hand, his wrist colliding directly with Ragi's.

A dark blue, lightning-shaped aura gathered directly on his wrist, and with a clang, it blocked Luo Gui's blade.

Immediately afterwards, Gryphon raised his other wrist again, his wrist also exuding domineering power, and slammed it down.

Kuro flashed away, retreating to a distance, causing his attack to miss its mark.

"I will not run away; I will face the enemy squarely!"

Gryphon spread his wrists in a fighting stance, and his dull, lifeless eyes suddenly gleamed with renewed brilliance.

However, the life force also declined again.

He won't live much longer.

Even with the help of powerful individuals, they won't live much longer.

In this situation, Kuro could choose not to fight. From his perspective, this guy is struggling to move, and every movement is burning his life force. If he's left to his own devices for a while, he'll die on his own.

That powerful move just now brought his life force to the brink of collapse; it was his last attack.

Generally speaking, once someone like this uses their final move, they are either dead or have lost the ability to resist. Moreover, he was already injured, so he should have died.

But he is still alive, still alive because of this will.

This can't even be considered willpower; it's more of an obsession.

As his opponent, Kuro certainly didn't know the specifics, but he could vaguely sense that emotion.

Strong yet sorrowful, having given up everything yet rekindling a certain extreme emotion.

This man...

Kuro sighed heavily.

"Upright and honorable? Very well, then let's face the enemy upright and honorable."

Kuro sheathed his sword again and said to Gryphon, "As a Marine, I can't be looked down upon by pirates."

Dealing with this kind of man isn't that difficult for Kuro.

After all, he hadn't used his abilities yet. For a close-combat type of ability user, using a single move like "Azure Dragon Rain" during a fight would be enough to inflict serious damage on him. He had wounds on his body, and if raindrops entered his body, he definitely wouldn't survive.

But there's no need for that now.

"That's right! Let's face each other squarely! Let's display our martial skills. It's either you or me who dies. This cruel world is full of struggle!" Gryphon shouted.

Kuro said no more, took a stance to draw his sword, bent his feet slightly, pressed his left thumb against the tsuba, and with a flick of his thumb, revealed a small section of the blade.

Kuro disappeared again, then suddenly reappeared in mid-air in front of Grimoire, holding the Ragi and about to pull it out.

But then Grion's wrists lashed out in other directions, as if someone else was there too.

When making his move, Kuro first used blood manipulation and murderous aura to trap him in an illusion.

Whoosh!

Soon, his body disappeared from Gryphon's sight, remaining in a sword-drawing stance, and reappeared behind him.

"Sorry, I was just kidding about being upright and honest. I'm not that kind of upright and honest person."

As Kuro spoke, he sheathed his sword, "The Great Secret Technique..."

Gryphon's body swayed there...

He was now unaware of the illusion. In his vision, the navy man appeared there, was pierced through by his own attack, and died in front of him with regret and resentment.

"You lost."

With his arms crossed, Gribon declared proudly, "I will continue to strive for the ultimate in boxing, surpassing everything in the world."

As he finished speaking, the scene before his eyes suddenly changed, and a peaceful little town appeared. He was now in a dojo in the center of the town.

"Welcome home! Oh dear, what happened to this place!"

A gentle woman bowed to him and gave him a soft smile, but she quickly noticed Gryphon's severed hands and injuries. Her face paled, and she rushed over.

Perhaps she was running too fast, because when she reached Gryphon, she stumbled and fell on top of him.

"you..."

Gryphon stared blankly at the worried woman. "Why? How did you get here?"

"dad!"

Before he could react, a crisp sound rang out from beneath him.

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