A massive black shadow emerged from the dust and mist, its eyes blazing with ruby-like scarlet light. Even from afar, it inspired a sense of dread.
"Ha, I knew the captain wouldn't go down that easily."
"Captain, use your strongest horns and gore that bald guy to death!"
"I underestimated you. I never expected Phantom Sword Roy to have such a powerful officer under his command. But next, I'm going all out."
Although Wild Bull said that aloud, his heart kept sinking. From their previous clash, he could clearly sense that his opponent was absolutely on his level. Even if he gave everything he had and defeated him, there was still the even more terrifying Phantom Sword Roy to contend with.
He finally believed what Bellamy had said, and he finally understood why Bellamy no longer even had the courage to face Roy. One of Roy's subordinates could already fight him to a standstill—just how terrifying could Roy himself be? He did not even want to think about that question, much less dare to.
"Hahaha, that's exactly what I've been hoping for." Patch had not experienced such a satisfying battle in a long time. His fighting style was simply too brutal, so the people on the ship were generally unwilling to spar with him. Roy was willing, but the gap between their strengths was too great, making it rather uninteresting.
Boom—crack—bang!
Both sides fought in a simple, brutal manner, without any flashy techniques. It was strength against strength, speed against speed, and the direct result was that this quiet forest was nearly reduced to ruins.
"I never expected Baldy's strength to have reached such a level. It seems I must strive to catch up as well. If I die, that would be a minor matter, but tarnishing my lord's great