"Hehehe... kill without mercy. Just what I wanted!" Shiryu said slowly, a cigar clenched between his teeth. His eyes narrowed, murderously cold. His left hand nudged the hilt at his waist, revealing a gleaming sliver of blade.
"Yes, Captain!" The others hurriedly answered, their faces full of excitement. After being out for so long, they could finally show what they were capable of.
Carlos placed his right hand on Shiryu's shoulder and activated his Mangekyō Sharingan ability. Their figures were swiftly sucked into a spatial vortex and vanished. Those among the crew who had seen it before were already used to it, while those who had not stared in surprise. They clearly had not expected Carlos to possess such a method.
Huff, huff...
Elsewhere, the five bosses of the allied fleet immediately let out sighs of relief, thankful that they had escaped disaster. They had not expected to run into such a tough opponent. The other side actually had Devil Fruit users...
Though troublesome, the five had not given up. Devil Fruit users were not common on the Grand Line, but neither were they rare. It was not as if they had no chance of winning. In more than half a year of their lawless business, they had already taken down two Devil Fruit users from the Four Blues.
As long as they were not freakish Logia types, there was nothing to fear.
The five stood up from the deck and looked toward the Underworld Moon, only to suddenly find two figures before them. Standing above them on the deck and looking down, they gave the five a fright. They hurriedly drew their weapons and prepared to attack.
However, someone was faster than them. Carlos and Shiryu both attacked the nearest targets.
Carlos set his sights on the tall,