I'm a Logia Ability User!
Inside the black castle known as 'Seka Fortress'.
Lord Numa, who was both the chieftain of the Randel people and the governor of the Northern Autonomous Region of the Empire, was sitting in his warm office reviewing intelligence reports Wano Script.
However, his brows remained furrowed, and his eyes remained solemn until he saw the contents of the letter sent back from the Imperial Capital, at which point he finally revealed a faint smile.
It says that the imperial court will send a 'Rakshasa' and five hundred disciples of the Imperial Fist Temple.
At the same time.
Fifty thousand Army troops, led by two Vice Admiral, were also being deployed to the north, both to prevent the mysterious force from breaking into the Imperial Capital region and to coordinate with their main force to launch a pincer attack.
Numa did not feel that five hundred disciples were too few.
He knew that although the Imperial Fist Temple had nearly ten thousand trainees, only less than three thousand had actually mastered the skills and been granted disciple status.
Then.
Some of these disciples would be assigned to serve as high-ranking guards to members of the imperial family, powerful officials, or to guard important and confidential institutions.
It is said that three to five disciples working together can brutally kill a user of Teigu without even using Teigu.
Therefore, front-line troops in the Army, Air Force, and Navy will fiercely argue and even exchange ideas with each other over the allocation of one thousand personnel each year.
Among these nearly three thousand disciples, the four strongest were called 'Rakshasa'.
They serve as instructors at the Imperial Fist Temple and also carry out highly classified Imperial missions.
Legend has it that every 'Rakshasa' possesses terrifying combat power that threatens even the emperor's Admiral, so the Imperial Fist Temple is considered the greatest asset the royal family has been able to rely on to suppress the empire for a thousand years!
"Um?!"
Just as Numa was wondering how 'Rakshasa' and the others would arrive, a strong sense of crisis suddenly arose in his heart.
Without any hesitation, he dodged to the right the instant his hair stood on end, completely disregarding the fact that this would cause him to fall off the chair.
But it seemed to be a little too late; a bloody hole suddenly appeared on his left shoulder, which then formed a dark crater on the table.
Numa paid no attention to any of this. He quickly rolled around on the fluffy carpet a few times to avoid any further bullet attacks, and finally rolled over against the stone wall and knelt on the ground.
But when he looked up, he was surprised to find that there were no bullet holes in the wall behind the desk. How did the attack get in?
But regardless of the reason, he was definitely assassinated.
The most important thing right now is to quickly put on my armor Teigu!
Fortunately, he had never slacked off in his martial arts training, so his armor Teigu were always hanging on the walls on either side. The question now was, which one to take first?
Armor for self-preservation, or Teigu for battle?
Numa didn't even have a second to think; it looked as if he decisively chose the Teigu on the left.
He moved incredibly fast, even leaving a lifelike afterimage in place to confuse the assassins lurking in the shadows, before lunging at the long-handled weapon on the wall that resembled both a gun and a knife at a speed exceeding the limits of human dynamic vision.
[Call out!]
The next second, the familiar sound of something cutting through the air appeared again, followed by a painful groan. Numa, whose left Leg Meat had been pierced, fell to the ground in a sorry state, blood flowing from the wound and staining the snow-white plush carpet red.
"How is that possible?"
He simply couldn't believe it; it was as if the bullet had predicted his direction and speed beforehand.
And this time he finally figured out how the bullet got in.
It was like a Ghost without any physical form, passing through the castle wall without any hindrance before making a normal whooshing sound inside the room.
The other party is Teigu user!
Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth, enduring the excruciating pain in his shoulders and calves, and desperately lunged forward. Setsuna the third bullet struck, he finally grabbed the 'Dragon Gallant Silver Changshan Spear'.
With a whoosh, the blade flashed.
A long, sharp bullet was cut in two and bounced a few times after falling to the ground.
"I can understand that bullets can penetrate walls, but how did the other side observe me through the wall?"
Numa gripped the Qimen spear tightly, feeling as if an extended and widened butcher's knife had been welded to the handle, and instantly felt a sense of security.
Actually, his Teigu didn't originally look like this. It's just that the current design is more in line with the traditional weapons of the Randel people, so he modified it by using the ability of 'Dragon's Gallant Silver' to change into a cold weapon at will.
"Aaaaaaah!"
"What is it?"
Just then, cries of alarm and screams echoed from the corridor outside the room.
[Boom----]
Not long after, the door was forcibly smashed open by some force, and an ominous white mist with a pale purple hue rushed into the room, turning the once spacious office into a smoke-filled space in the blink of an eye.
"So, Yasopp hasn't taken you down yet? Good."
Suddenly, a gentle and refined voice appeared in Governor Numa's ears, and then he saw with his own eyes a ball of purple-white gas gathering and swirling in front of him.
In the end, he transformed into a black-clad man with extremely distinct aristocratic bearing and long pink hair, whose handsome appearance was in no way inferior to his own.
Who are you people?!
Numa's eyes sharpened as he pointed his gun at his opponent, keeping a watchful eye on any potential bullets, and demanded an explanation in a cold voice.
After a few moments of silence, the other party replied, "CIPHER POL-9, sent by the World Government to assassinate you."
But just as he was about to finish speaking, Numa, showing no regard for martial ethics, thrust his spear forward.
Its speed is incredibly fast.
It can truly be described as 'a flash of cold light arrives first, followed by a spear thrust out like a dragon,' meaning that in less than the blink of an eye, the spear tip would have already pierced the opponent's throat.
But the result made Numa's expression change drastically, because he did not feel any tactile feedback.
Moreover, there was no wound or blood on the other person's throat, and even the smile on his handsome face remained unchanged.
Isn't that incredible?
The other person looked at Numa calmly and smiled, "I understand how you feel right now. To you, I am no different from a god in mythology."
"Joke!"
Numa snorted and retracted the tip of his spear, "It's just some kind of Teigu's extraordinary ability, how dare you play tricks on me?"
He'd seen plenty of Teigu, but never one that was truly invincible. The opponent's abilities must have some weakness or limitation, which they were simply hiding.
Immediately.
He swung his 'Changshan Spear' again, but this time the spear shadows were as dense as a rain of pear blossoms, sweeping out in all directions.
[Swish swish swish swish.]
The surrounding purple-white gas, the walls, statues, armor, and even the desk behind him were all shrouded in it and became riddled with holes.
This is the ultimate skill of the Teigu 'Dragon's Gallant Silver'.
Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix!
Numa believed that the opponent's true form was likely hidden within these gases, and what he saw before him was merely an illusion.
But when he finished using all of these ultimate techniques...
Besides making his office a complete mess.
Even the castle wall behind it was riddled with holes, letting in a lot of cold wind and cold air.
The other party and the surrounding gas remained unchanged as it recovered.
This made Numa's face turn extremely ugly.
At the same time.
The assassin who had been standing silently in front of him, letting the gunshots pierce his body, finally made his move.
"A brilliant move indeed. Now that you've fought for your life, please rest in peace on your journey."
"By the way, my name is Biba Amatori, and I'm a Logia Fruit user."
A huge thank you to the Card-Playing Planeswalker Steward for the 500 Qidian Coin! Thank you so much for your support and encouragement!