A thick spray of blood spurted out.
Urki had a huge gash cut open from his abdomen up to his chest, the flesh and skin rolled back so deeply that it was unusually deep.
He groaned, and his massive body crashed to the ground, blood flowing everywhere.
A knife appeared in Kuro's hand at some unknown time, pointing diagonally at the ground, and blood slowly flowed down from the blade that gleamed with a cold light.
Hawkins broke out in a cold sweat.
Drake instinctively gripped his weapon tighter.
"Hey, you're kidding, right!"
Ap stared wide-eyed and shouted in disbelief.
Urouge, the "eccentric monk," with a bounty of 108 million Berries and one of the Supernovas, was killed with a single blow?
Isn't this person just a major?
What's the difference between a naval lieutenant commander and a nobody?!
"Ah...you dodged it. How terrifying, the pirate supernova."
Kuro scratched his head, glanced at Uroki lying on the ground panting, and joked.
Then, he suddenly became alert.
I wonder if I've been spending too much time with the old man, because I'm starting to sound like him, with that sleazy tone.
No way, I'm too handsome!
As soon as Kuro spoke, Urouge immediately rolled over on the ground a few times, quickly rolled to the side of the other three supernovas, and then stood up and knelt down.
Fresh blood kept flowing from his chest.
Urki gasped for breath, swallowed hard, picked up the hexagonal prism that had fallen to the ground, and used it to support his body.
He almost couldn't withstand the damage and lost his fighting ability.
"What a terrifying person! Be careful, this navy officer... is very strong!"
"You don't need to tell me, I can see it."
Hawkins stepped forward, a slight ripple appearing on his usually indifferent face. "No wonder the divinations kept going wrong today, causing fate to waver. Is it because of your existence, Navy?"
You think it's fate, but actually... well, never mind, this constant use of memes is pointless...
Actually, it's me, Kuro!!
"Would the Navy produce a rookie like you?" Drake asked in a deep voice.
He felt a bitter taste in his mouth.
Because this rookie looks exceptionally strong.
If he were accidentally killed, all the plans would be for naught.
Kuro looked across at the other side, somewhat troubled.
“I thought the ‘pacifists’ were enough to deal with you, so I didn’t need to lift a finger. If I didn’t lift a finger, I wouldn’t be able to achieve anything, and the old man wouldn’t be able to trick me.”
“But you guys seem too capable. If I stand here and do nothing, the old man will complain about me later. But killing you guys would also seem to earn me merit. So, play with me for a while.”
I definitely won't arrest him, I'll never arrest him in my life.
He really liked being a junior naval officer; it was safe and had great benefits.
Killing him wouldn't work either, since the old man was here before. Even if we kill him, or even if we grind them to dust, they would still have earned their due merit.
The best way is to act... no, to fight a match.
You may not know what it means to fight your way through all the routes of the Grand Line to reach the final stop in the New World.
We usually just call them 'supernovae'.
Those are all monster-level.
Four supernovas fought him for three hundred rounds, both sides were injured, the supernovas fled, and he was unable to pursue them.
That's perfectly reasonable, no problem.
I will be able to give an explanation to the old man and Marshal Zhan Guo.
After all, I'm not strong.
Although Urki's injuries were severe, he could still move around.
The old man could kick a supernova to death with one kick, but he couldn't even kill the lowest-ranking pirate among the supernovas with one slash.
That's obviously not strong.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but complain about Smoker again. If he hadn't spoken up for himself in front of the higher-ups, he would have gone back to East China Sea to enjoy his life long ago.
The weak Kuro flicked his blade, and blood splattered onto the ground.
Then, he sheathed [Hana-shu] with a backhand, bent his knees slightly, and assumed a drawing-and-slashing motion.
"They're here!" Drake exclaimed nervously.
"One-Sword Style: Da Brahma".
Whoosh!
His figure vanished.
Drake's pupils contracted, and the hairs on his body stood on end.
He instinctively raised his weapon to defend his neck.
Urki placed the hexagonal prism against his chest, assuming a defensive stance.
"Hey!"
Ap frantically pounded his chest, causing a series of explosions around him.
laugh!
First, Hawkins had a line on his head, but it healed very quickly, and a scarecrow with its head and body separated fell off his body.
bite!
With a crisp clang of weapons colliding, Drake's body flew backward like an arrow, smashing through the wall of a building.
Urki's hexagonal prism now bore a knife mark. He groaned and staggered back dozens of steps before finally regaining his footing.
Explosions surrounded Ap, but amidst the chaos, a flash of light suddenly appeared, piercing through the layers of blasts and heading straight for Ap's head.
Apu let out a strange cry and slammed his fist on the top of his head, turning his entire head into the shape of a gong to resist the flash of light.
Bang!
Even so, his face was as if it had been hit hard, and he flew several meters away before crashing heavily to the ground.
Kuro appeared in the middle of the crowd, glanced at them, and said, "This is really scary, I can't cut him."
"The third one..."
Hawkins glanced down at the fallen, decapitated scarecrow. If it weren't for the substitute, that blow would have been fatal, if not dead.
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