Saint Somaz's figure blurred once more, drifting toward Chopper like a ghost. His withered hands kept making motions of grabbing, tearing, and even gently caressing.
With his bizarre movements, the air around Chopper continuously warped invisibly.
All kinds of incomprehensible wounds began appearing one after another on his Crystal Armor.
Chopper quickly realized that his opponent's attacks seemed to carry some form of mental interference. Purely physical defense and blocking could not fully withstand them.
He had to focus all his attention and use the power of crystal to create a denser defensive field.
At the same time, he tried to open up the distance with steam jets and counterattack with long-range crystal spikes.
Seeing this, Vice Admiral Momonga, who was nearby, endured his injuries and tried to go support him, but Saint Somaz simply swung a palm at him.
An invisible immense force slammed into Momonga, sending him flying and smashing him heavily into a distant pile of ice.
"How dare you defile such a beautiful creation?"
Just as Zoro was about to move to help Chopper out of his predicament, a figure ghosted in front of him.
Mafia Palace.
She had sharp teeth like those of the Fish-man race, with a pair of small coral-like horns protruding slightly from either side of her head.
"A human... capable of wielding three swords with such sharpness. How interesting."
Mafia Palace spoke softly, her voice carrying a strange magnetism.
She raised one hand and extended a slender index finger.
"Whoosh—!"
A high-energy laser no thicker than a finger, yet gleaming with gorgeous rainbow colors, shot straight for Zoro's face.
It was so fast that it completely exceeded the conventional meaning of "speed"!
It was almost at light speed.
Zoro's pupils contracted as he instinctively crossed two swords before himself.
Clang!
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