Whoosh!
A blue-white slash lit up the darkness.
The edge of the sword energy was stained crimson with blood.
"Oh? You blocked it? Looks like you're pretty strong!"
A single Flying Slash cleared out most of the weaklings.
Roy looked at the three prey who had joined forces to block his attack.
A trace of approval flashed through his eyes.
No one knew better than him how much strength he had used in that attack. Anyone who could block it was certainly no weakling.
"An SR-class prey, Catherine, and Ramir and Piraso, both near the top of R-class. Looks like this harvest will be another bountiful one."
With a flick of his wrist.
Pitch-black Armament Haki coated the blade in his hand.
At the sight, Catherine and Piraso's faces turned pale.
"A Great Swordsman? Damn it, our luck really is terrible."
That attack had shown them the gap between themselves and Roy.
Faced with the powerful man before them.
Aside from Ramir, whose face remained twisted, Piraso and Catherine were already considering retreat.
They had gathered together in the first place to stay alive.
On this increasingly dangerous island, they had no desire to fight.
"Oh, two more surprises?
Looks like I've really struck it rich this time."
Through the Echo Map.
Nothing in the area could escape Roy's senses.
Following Roy's gaze.
Two pairs of rough hands suddenly appeared at the edge of the dark cliff.
"Don't be afraid, everyone. Come with me.
Other than the Celestial Dragon and his useless guard, it's five against two. The advantage is ours."
Unable to suppress the fury in his eyes.
A green collar was placed around his neck.
"Damn Celestial Dragons, damn Carlos! Witness my strength!"
The green collar immediately turned red.
At the same time, the relatively thin Ramir suddenly