The first death in the chaotic battle had finally occurred.
Blood sprayed from the giant's severed throat, turning into a thick crimson mist that spread in every direction.
Amid the sea of red, the giant's body crashed to the ground.
The thunderous boom immediately startled every prisoner present.
"Giant Braun was killed by that brat?!"
The prisoners cried out in shock, their faces filled with disbelief.
Even among the many masters imprisoned on the sixth floor, Armored Giant Braun had been one of the foremost experts, respected for both his strength and reputation.
With his giant body combined with the Armor-Armor Fruit's power, Braun was famed across the seas for his tenacious vitality and incredible durability. His opponents would not dare trouble him without Sea Stone.
Yet such a formidable figure had been cut down by that "nobody" after only a few exchanges?
Others might not understand, but swordsmen led by Shiliew of the Rain knew exactly how difficult that was.
"This brat isn't simple!"
The prisoners all began to fear Garen.
So when Garen tried to repeat the same tactic and seek out another target for a one-on-one kill, the prisoners sensed the danger.
The moment Garen took a step, the prisoners who had been busy playing Foolish Old Man Removes the Mountains against the endless ice walls exchanged knowing glances. They freed themselves up and surrounded Garen.
Garen's expression instantly turned grave.
Ten prisoners had surrounded him.
Though these people came in all sorts of strange shapes and unpleasant appearances, each possessed steady breathing and vigorous blood. Standing before Garen, they radiated the fierce aura of tigers descending the mountain.
Among them were swordsmen wielding sharp blades, their eyes like hawks; martial artists with bare arms and raised fists, as steady as deep pools and lofty mountains; and