Liberation Warrior

Bang!

Saint Maz endured the pain of the flames and slammed a palm against Luffy's chest, surprise flashing across his face.

What was going on? Why couldn't he pull Luffy's soul out? And why did Luffy's soul always seem somehow... wrong?

"Gum-Gum White Stamp!"

Joy Boy's heart tightened. He knew this couldn't continue, or Saint Maz would eventually discover the irregularity in Luffy's soul.

With all his strength, he kicked Saint Maz flying.

At that moment, Dragon arrived and moved to protect Luffy. After confirming that his son was unharmed, Dragon launched a pursuit against Saint Maz.

He casually flung out two wind blades to block Saint Maz's path. The violent wind in his hand formed into a sharp blade, and with the wind's boost, he caught up to Saint Maz and thrust straight at his chest.

"Dragon, you were lucky to escape with your life last time, yet you don't know how to cherish it. A cripple like you dares to cause trouble!"

With a flap of his wings, Saint Maz halted in midair. Forced to shift his target away from Luffy, he directly exchanged a blow with Dragon.

Bang~

After the exchange, Saint Maz slid back several meters, yet remained completely steady.

Dragon's prosthetic limbs, however, all exploded from the force they endured. Dragon was struck in the chest and fell awkwardly onto Luffy.

Saint Nashuro sneered at the sight. "A mere cripple should have obediently gone home to retire instead of seeking death."

"Are you all right?"

Joy Boy was worried about Dragon's condition, but he did not dare say too much and expose anything suspicious.

The prosthetics Vegapunk had temporarily installed on Dragon were of excellent quality, but no matter how good the materials were, they could not compare to a strong person's flesh and blood.