"Stop joking!"
Annie pointed her gun directly at Kuro overhead and yelled, "Did you think you could just kill us all by taking down one old guy?!"
"us?"
Roberts looked down at Anne, "Don't be ridiculous. Who said 'we' to you? That navy officer will be dealt with by me personally. You can just watch from the sidelines. If I have to look up to him, he'll have to atone with his death!"
"Hehehehe! Fresh blood!!!"
Briel aimed both fists at Kuro and screamed maniacally, "Twist Twist Twist Jet!!"
The air twisted and spun in his hands, turning into two small tornadoes that rushed straight towards Kuro.
"this..."
Kuro's eyes showed a hint of surprise, and he slightly turned his body to dodge the tornado's attack.
“A person with superpowers, huh? How terrifying.” He looked at Briel. “Is this posture also a result of his ability?”
"Hehehe, yeah!"
Briel laughed, "I'm the 'Twisty Man' who ate the 'Twisty Fruit,' so I can twist and contort everything I touch, including this body! Ah! Twisting is the best, and blood is the best!"
"I see, there are such strange ability users... But on the high seas, even the strangest ones are rare."
Kuro scratched his head again. "It seems none of you want to commit suicide. Suicide is actually quite good. You see, I don't have to lift a finger, and you can have a quick death without suffering any hardship."
Most importantly, if the other person commits suicide, he will lose even the last bit of risk of getting promoted.
After all, the other person committed suicide; what does it have to do with him?
"But if you don't want to..."
Kuro took out a cigar box from his pocket, took out a cigar, and lit it with a lighter.
A flame appeared at the end of the cigar, Kuro took a puff, and exhaled a cloud of smoke.
"That might be a little painful."
His last words extinguished the kind expression on his face, and his voice turned extremely cold.
Whoosh!
In an instant, the figure in the sky vanished without a trace.
Anne stared wide-eyed, still searching the sky, when she heard a 'hiss' sound. She quickly looked in the direction of the sound and saw the man appear behind Briel, a cigar in his mouth, his right hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, his cloak billowing in the wind, standing out conspicuously against the backdrop of the red liquid.
Red liquid?!
Anne then focused her attention on the liquid. She saw that Briel and his twisted minions had their heads pointing skyward, spurting out a fountain of blood from their necks. The headless corpses trembled for a moment, then fell to the ground along with their severed heads.
The spiral ground on the ground no longer rotated and twisted, but instead became a vortex-shaped surface.
When a person with an ability dies, their ability naturally disappears.
"call..."
Kuro exhaled a puff of smoke and looked at the headless corpses. "Ah...sorry, I just picked them randomly. I didn't expect you to be the first ones. Maybe you're too ugly."
"Hey, are you kidding me? That speed!"
Annie broke out in a cold sweat, feeling her hand gripping the gun tremble.
She was known as the "Quick Gunner," and no one could see her draw her gun so fast that she was invincible on the high seas with just a pistol. But no matter how fast she was, she couldn't outrun the man in front of her.
I didn't see it clearly at all!
I couldn't see anything, whether it was movement or a strike!
Not even a blink of an eye!
Kuro stroked his chin, looking at the trembling Annie, and pondered, "Should we let a few go... so those people don't arrive too quickly later? Letting a few go might divert their attention."
These words put Annie at ease.
Didn't this navy intend to capture them all?
"Just kidding."
laugh!
Anne felt a sudden dizziness, and then she saw a familiar body, but the body had no head on its neck, only a black knife slicing across it.
"That's my...body..." The last thought flashed through his mind.
Kuro flicked his sword, wiping the blood off the blade. With his back to the fallen body of Anne, he said calmly, "Pirates are better off dead. Dead men tell no tales."
As he spoke, he looked at Bellamy, "Hyena? I know you."
He definitely knows this person; he appeared in the original work and left a deep impression on him. He stole the gold and insulted the "Shanghai Pirate King," which was quite satisfying to watch back then.
"I'm not someone to be trifled with!"
Bellamy squatted down, his calves and arms turning into springs. As the springs in his legs bounced up, he charged towards Kuro, his raised fists tinged with Armament Haki.
"Spring Death Fist!!"
Kuro simply shifted his foot to the side, his entire body closing in on Bellamy's hollow, and the black sword rose upwards in the process.
laugh!
Bellamy's body was thrown back by the blow, and he was thrown into the air. A huge gash was torn open in his chest, enlarging the scar on the smiley face tattoo on his chest, stretching it from his chest to his shoulder and ribs.
This strike nearly cleaved the man in two.
"Oh? That flamingo symbol."
Kuro twisted the blade, and blood sprayed from the black sword, gleaming in the sunlight.
He looked at Bellamy, who had fallen and seemed lifeless, and raised an eyebrow. "Doflamingo's subordinate? Well, I'm sorry, you killed a Shichibukai. Oh well... he'll sink into the sea and no one will know."
"Next, it's..."
Kuro looked at the camp with many knights on the other side, his eyes widened slightly, and he said in surprise, "Wow, they're dressed so warmly, that's impressive. This set must have cost a lot of money. With that kind of money, why be a pirate?"
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Just as he finished speaking, a voice suddenly sounded behind him. Kuro's ears twitched, and his body turned into a blur as he dodged away.
Bang bang bang bang! ! !
Where he had been standing, countless weapons had struck, creating several craters in the ground.
On the rooftop, Roberts stood with his arms outstretched in a stark, golden cloak spread wide, the inside of the cloak and where his torso should have been were now a chaotic mess.
"Who gave you permission to look down on me just now, and now you dare to ignore me? Your crime is death." Roberts' voice was cold, and his expression was even colder, exuding the style of a 'strongman'.
Kuro stepped aside, looked at the weapon on the ground, then at Roberts, and asked in surprise, "What is this?"
Roberts proudly declared, "I am a 'Storage Man' who ate the 'Storage-Storage Fruit,' and I can store anything in my body except life. What you see is just the tip of the iceberg of my weapon storage. Now, kneel down and worship, and take a good look at my power!"
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
As soon as he finished speaking, a large number of weapons flew out from his body and cloak. Spears, swords, muskets, bullets and other weapons scattered into an iron curtain, pressing down on Kuro like a dark cloud.
"Wow, this thing..."
Kuro's expression was somewhat strange; the way this Devil Fruit power was used looked familiar to him.
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