Lao.G's greatest strength lay in the power of his Geon Fist.
Most people grew weaker with age, but he only grew stronger.
Fortunately, Maud had taken the path of guns and swords, relying on external weapons like Chidori and Dark Raven to improve his defense and margin for error.
If he had taken the path of physical combat, he might not have been completely overwhelmed by Lao.G, but he still would have found it difficult to gain the upper hand.
Defense in particular—without an external weapon like Chidori to block attacks head-on, he would still have suffered some damage.
Lao.G was indeed very strong, but he had one unavoidable weakness.
His habit of announcing the names of his techniques was beside the point.
Duration and stamina were Lao.G's most fatal weaknesses.
Maud knew this very well.
Therefore, once he had adapted to Lao.G's attacks during the battle, the outcome had already been decided.
Maud slashed across Lao.G's chest, leaving behind a deep wound.
Lao.G's upper body jerked backward. His eyes rolled up, revealing only the whites.
The impact carried by the Armament Haki attack briefly clouded his consciousness.
However, Lao.G was ultimately a master of physical combat, with exceptional pain tolerance.
In such circumstances, he forced himself to hold on and straightened his body.
"G~~~!"
Ignoring the sword wound on his chest, Lao.G let out a loud battle cry. A flush like a final burst of life surfaced on his face, and more than a dozen knuckle-sized veins even bulged across his bald head.
"Bagard. Mo...!"
Using the momentum of his slash, Maud twisted around, raised his left hand—blackened by Armament Haki—and drove it straight onto Lao.G's face.
Lao.G's voice abruptly cut off. His eyes widened as he stared through the gaps between the fingers covering his face and met