Spike Falls from the Sky

Three more thirty-meter-tall Fudo Myo-os emerged from the walls. Five Fudo Myo-os, wielding Vajra Pestles, surrounded Nami and the others.

"We're done for!"

Nami hugged her soft, full chest, her large tail swishing anxiously behind her.

Even if the three of them could each handle one, what were they supposed to do about the other two?

Were they about to be crushed flat...

Clatter~

And at the worst possible moment, those hateful chains appeared again.

It seemed the enemy behind the scenes was determined to kill them here.

"Nami, Sanji and I will hold them off. You run."

"If you make it out alive, tell my sister to beat up my father for me. I won't be able to do it myself."

Sanji had even begun giving his last words. True to his chivalrous spirit, he was willing to trade his life for a lady's chance to survive.

"No! I'm not leaving!" Nami cried. "I won't abandon you!"

"There's no time. Go!"

Zoro shoved Nami hard and stood in front with Sanji.

"No! Someone, please save us!"

Countless chains encircled the three of them, while five two-meter-long Vajra Pestles came crashing down at once. Nami cried out in despair.

The Red Count, who was fighting Saint Gorosei, frowned at Nami's scream. Didn't she know how piercing a woman's scream was to bat ears?!

The Red Count had been about to save them, not only because the three were his reserve blood bags, but also because Lin Qi would be angry if they died.

The Red Count stopped himself from moving and continued fighting Saint Gorosei, seemingly having no intention of rescuing Nami.

Because he had sensed two familiar presences.

Whoosh~

"Hahahahaha! Big guy, Spike is here!"

Riding atop the panting Husky 66, with his son Tyke perched on his head,