[Splurt----]
Scarlet blood sprayed forth like a fountain, and the headless corpse crashed heavily onto the metal floor.
At the same time.
A middle-aged man wearing a pure white Coat of Justice over a gray-blue suit crouched behind the corpse.
The Samurai sword in his hand had just slid back into its sheath with a clear chime.
Then he slowly raised his head.
His sharp, icy eyes, like those of a hawk, swept over the One Piece at the scene like tangible blades.
"Enemy attack!"
One of the Space Pirates who recovered first screamed, alerting his companions.
However.
Before they could make any further moves.
More blue-and-white afterimages shot out of the assault pods like Shinigami.
Amid sharp whistles of rushing air, they plunged into the enemy ranks.
The long blades in the swordsmen's hands became silver streaks, severing limbs and weapons wherever they passed.
Even incoming lasers were precisely deflected by blades instantly coated in a dark sheen.
Those skilled in Physical Arts charged into the crowd like tigers among sheep, their fists and kicks carrying terrifying force.
Anyone struck suffered shattered tendons and broken bones. A single blow could send a person flying more than ten meters before they coughed blood and died.
There were also Navy lieutenants who wielded telekinesis. While moving at high speed, all they had to do was focus their gaze.
The targets they locked onto would have their throats seized by invisible force.
Their neck bones cracked with a sound that made teeth ache.
For a time.
Piercing screams and despairing wails intertwined.
In less than two minutes, the final howl was abruptly cut off, leaving only mangled corpses scattered across the floor.
The entire compartment had become a bloody purgatory.
The One Piece of Harusame's 10th Division were all fairly capable fighters