This Child Must Not Be Spared!

His awakened leopard-man body, wreathed in pitch-black Flame Clouds, was trembling slightly on instinct.

Large beads of cold sweat soaked through his fur. The arrogance and bloodlust from moments ago had vanished completely from his beast-like face, replaced by the profound helplessness and fear of facing an absolute natural enemy beyond the limits of life itself.

"Buzz!"

With a casual flick of his hand, Ronan made the Eighteen-Foot Spear in his grasp let out a sharp, bloodthirsty cry through the air.

He held the spear in one hand as the gale whipped up his black hair.

His eyes, like cold stars, swept over the defeated remnants around him. His voice was not loud, yet it carried an absolute dominance that looked down upon the world and scorned all others.

"The so-called human-wave tactics that rely on numerical superiority are nothing more than a laughable farce to me."

Ronan's spear tip slowly swept past the pale-faced Vice Admirals before finally settling on the Five Elders and Steel Bone Kong. A wild, disdainful smirk curled across his lips.

"Trash below the rank of Vice Admiral do not even deserve to stand before me and be killed by my own hand! Get the hell off this battlefield, all of you!"

"As for you lot who call yourselves gods and legends... bring out everything you have hidden away. Let's see whether you can amuse me even a little today!"

In midair, Steel Bone Kong panted heavily. For the first time in his long military career spanning more than half a century, his weathered eyes revealed a rare look of caution and disbelief.

Steel Bone Kong was honored with the title "Steel Bone" because he possessed the strongest Armament Haki in the world, along with an inhuman physique as absurd as Steel Muscles and Iron