An hour later.
Enel carried a golden staff over his shoulder, wearing a smug expression.
Onigumo and the Marines he had brought with him had already been completely defeated. Though they were not dead, they had all fallen unconscious.
The only one barely maintaining consciousness, Onigumo supported himself with the twin blades in his hands, half-kneeling on the ground and gasping raggedly.
His long hair had now been chopped into a complete mess, as if it had been gnawed apart by a dog. Under normal circumstances, Onigumo would have been heartbroken over it.
After all, a large part of his combat strength relied on using Life Return to control his hair and wield the Six-Sword Style.
But now, he felt as if he might not even keep his life, so naturally he had no mind to worry about his hair.
"You Marines have some skill after all." Enel lightly touched a slash across his chest. The flesh was split open and blood flowed freely. It looked quite severe, but to people in this world, it was really only a flesh wound. "You actually managed to hurt me."
"...Bastard, don't get cocky. You may have won this time, but the justice of the Marines..."
"Crackle!" Enel did not bother listening to Onigumo any further. With a light flick of his hand, a bolt of electricity struck Onigumo. Onigumo's eyes rolled back at once, his entire body convulsed, and he passed out.
"What was that? I give you one compliment, and you start getting carried away. If it weren't for Boss Doflamingo, I would've killed every last one of you long ago."
Enel shook his head and said disdainfully.
Then he turned toward a distant pile of ruins. "Hey, brat, come over and tie up these Marines. They even brought Sea Stone