"Choose my ass!!! Robin, don't listen to him..."
Sauron's booming voice echoed continuously, filled with fury.
"Zany, shut him up."
Ross's smile suddenly vanished, and his gaze turned icy.
"Yes!"
Zany's previously languid figure shot forward like a cheetah.
"Ah!"
With fury on his face, Sauron slammed his massive iron fist viciously toward Zany.
"Too slow. You Giants rely entirely on your physical gifts when attacking. Against an opponent of the same level, you don't stand a chance at all."
Zany had no intention of clashing head-on with Sauron. As their figures crossed, she had already slipped past his fist.
Even at his peak, she could have utterly crushed Sauron with her speed, let alone now, when he had only just recovered from his injuries and had received no nutritional replenishment these past few days. He was completely weakened.
That state was not too disadvantageous for Devil Fruit users, but for Giants who relied on their bodies, the gap became impossible to overcome.
In Sauron's current state, even Gion and Ross could deal with him easily.
Slash!!!!
Zany's figure kept flickering around Sauron's side. Every flicker added another wound to his body, spraying great sheets of blood.
In just a few moments, Sauron was dyed into a bloody man and crashed to the ground.
"Three minutes remaining."
Ross glanced at the fallen Sauron and revealed a satisfied smile.
Sure enough, jobs like this were best left to CP0.
He had not intended to make Gion or Zephyr do this. Gion still needed training, while Zephyr had no problem killing people, but he would instinctively resist tormenting them like this.
Turning back, Ross looked at Robin, who had been scared out of her wits, and shook his head somewhat boredly.
Even an eight-year-old historian was still just an ordinary eight-year-old girl.
"Since you can't make a decision, I'll save you some trouble."
As Ross spoke, he fiddled with something behind his back, then held both clenched fists before Robin.
"One of my hands contains a leaf. If you choose that hand, it means you chose to save Sauron. If you choose the hand without a leaf, it means you chose to save your mother."
"Simple, right? Your turn to choose."
Seeing Robin stare nervously at his hands, Ross chuckled.
"Oh, right. You should hurry. There's only one minute and thirty seconds left."
Hearing Ross's words, Robin became even more nervous. Her little face scrunched up as her gaze kept darting between Ross's two hands.
Robin was already on the verge of collapse.
But Sauron's plight lay right before her eyes. She knew she had to make a choice.
Otherwise, her mother and Sauron might really die.
If she had to choose on her own, she could not make a decision. She had no way to sacrifice anyone, not even for the mother she loved most.
But Ross had given her a good idea. She could choose at random.
No matter what choice she made, it would not be voluntary.
Maybe that would make me feel a little better...
Images of Sauron and Olvia kept flashing through Robin's mind. Over the past few days, she had come to regard Sauron as a friend, but in terms of closeness, he could never compare to Olvia.
But Sauron had saved her mother's life. How could she possibly abandon Sauron just to save her mother?
"Thirty seconds remaining!"
The reminder sounded beside her ears again, making Robin shudder as she hurriedly cried out.
"I choose the right hand, your right hand!"
"Your right hand?"
Ross chuckled and deliberately raised his right hand before himself, opening only the tiniest gap between his fingers.
"Eh, there seems to be a hint of a leaf in there. Sigh, your mother is so pitiful. I'll have to kill her. But it's fine, it'll only take one slash. It'll be quick."
Robin's pupils shrank sharply. She stared at Ross in terror and began shouting.
"No, no, no, no!!!! I choose Mom! I choose Mom!"
She could not bear for what Ross had said to happen.
Especially not when it might lead to her mother being killed because of her.
"But you chose my right hand. Once you choose, you can't regret it."
Ross still wore a smile as he watched Robin's expression begin to crumble. Suddenly, he extended his right hand before her and slowly opened his five fingers.
"Look, you chose correctly. There's no leaf inside. Congratulations, you saved your mother. In the name of Celestial Dragon Saint Jaygarcia Ross, I promise you that Nicole Olvia will be allowed to leave this island alive."
"Saved..."
Seeing Ross's completely empty palm, Robin actually felt overwhelming relief.
She could no longer support herself and collapsed helplessly onto the ground.
She did not doubt Ross's words.
As the youngest historian, Robin knew very well what the name Celestial Dragon meant. No one would joke using a Celestial Dragon's name.
"Alright, since little Robin has made her choice, I shall now carry out little Robin's other choice."
Ross spoke with a smiling face and gently clapped his hands.
Zany, not far away, immediately understood and prepared to finish Sauron off.
At that moment, Zephyr suddenly flashed to Sauron's side.
"Let me do it."
He had watched the entire process and had ultimately chosen not to intervene.
At fifty years old, he had long passed the age where he would meddle in every affair he saw.
No matter how vile Ross's personality was, it was merely a personal issue and did not concern the bigger picture.
There was no shortage of violent scum within the Navy, but those people only slaughtered pirates rather than humiliating their comrades.
So long as Ross remained on a path Zephyr could accept, he could pretend not to see however many issues arose along the way.
As long as Ross's evil did not target the Navy or his former students, that was enough.
"Sauron, you are a good man. But sometimes, when kindness takes the wrong form, the consequences can be even more terrifying than evil."
Zephyr walked before Sauron, calmly said what he wished to say, and slowly raised his fist.
In an instant, Armament Haki covered his fist.
Upon the seas, Zephyr was known not only as the "Admiral Who Refuses to Kill," but also by another title.
"Black Arm" Zephyr.
Black represented his mastery of Armament Haki, while Arm represented his Physical Technique.
Possessing such a title proved that his Armament Haki-based Physical Technique had reached the pinnacle.
"Admiral Zephyr, you are a demon who nurtures evil!!!"
Sauron glared at Zephyr, but he could only produce a hoarse voice.
He was simply too exhausted. On Ohara, he had received no nutritional replenishment at all. Even though his injuries had mostly healed, less than one-tenth of his strength remained.
He had already been completely overwhelmed by Zany. Against Zephyr, there was even less need to mention it.
But still.
The Giant race had no warriors who lay down and waited for death!
"Roar!!!"
"Robin! Live on! You are a kind child, and you will find companions of your own!"
Sauron let out a massive roar, struggled to prop up half his body, and heavily swung his fist toward Zephyr.
Slash!!!
The sound of flesh being pierced rang out, and Sauron's punching motion stopped completely.
A bloody hole appeared in the center of his right fist. Even the part of his heart behind that hole had become a vacuum, and one could see the distant blue sky straight through Sauron's heart.
Zephyr was covered in Sauron's blood. He merely withdrew his fist coldly, turned around, and walked toward Ross.
"Zephyr!!!"
The Giant race's powerful body allowed Sauron to retain his last breath even with his heart shattered.
Sauron gave his final shout and swung his fist toward Zephyr again.
Bang!!!
Ross lowered the Platinum Handgun coldly. A bloody hole suddenly appeared in Sauron's eye socket.
That shot completely stripped Sauron of all life.
A huge crash sounded as something heavy hit the ground. It was the sound of Sauron finally collapsing.
Completed A-Class kill! Strength +500000 Special reward: Elbaf Spear—Hakoku Sovereignty
After accepting the reward, Ross felt rather surprised by the new technique that had appeared in his mind.
A-Class special rewards truly were astonishing. It had directly granted him the Giant race's special technique.
Whether using a blunt weapon or a sword, he could unleash this special martial technique. The shockwave it generated could instantly pierce through a Sea King a hundred meters large.
And furthermore...
Host: Ross Strength: 715132/1000000 (C+, Headquarters Rear Admiral)
Just one A-Class reward had brought his strength close to that of a Headquarters Vice Admiral.
Once this Buster Call was over, he would finally have a certain degree of strength. He would no longer need Zany present whenever he handled matters.
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