False Swordsman!

Chapter 37: Pseudo-Swordsman! (Requesting Follow-up! Requesting Follow-up!)

BANG!

Click, click.

Abel had only brought two guns this time, and in just this short while, he'd run out of bullets.

So he casually tossed the guns aside, along with the Lightweight Bulletproof Vest whose defense value had been maxed out, tearing it off his body.

White-quality items were simply too fragile!

"That brat's out of bullets, let's go all out and kill him!"

"Don't use guns, hack him to death with swords! This kid's as slippery as an eel."

Abel's predicament was noticed by the pirates around him. Seeing an opportunity, they charged forward with ferocious expressions.

"Although this 'stage' is far from the magnificent spectacle I imagined, having trash like you as an audience makes up for the numbers."

Abel spoke words no one else understood as he gripped the short sword hanging from his waist.

Asura Aurora Slash!

Abel's drawing speed didn't seem fast, but the resulting Aurora Slash shot into the enemy ranks with incredible speed, creating a dazzling and bloody scene!

Without charging, although this one Aurora Slash dissipated after only traveling a dozen meters.

It left behind a ground full of severed limbs and broken bodies!

The piercing property of the Asura Aurora Slash meant its power remained undiminished as it flew.

It didn't result in its power gradually being worn down after killing over a dozen people in front.

"Swordsman?!"

The scene, having caused quite a stir, drew the attention of many, who were instantly astonished!

Some of the pirates, who had some knowledge but not much, cried out in surprise, mistaking Abel for a swordsman.

Because in their impression, Flying Slash was almost a trademark of swordsmen.

It was impossible for ordinary people to perform such an attack.

So the question arose: a swordsman around ten years old?

Was this a joke!

Then they saw the brat casually swing his sword again.

Swish!

This time they saw it more clearly.

A crescent-shaped slash, about two meters long, shimmering with a seven-colored aurora, instantly detached from the blade and flew a dozen meters, cutting down all enemies in its path!

That's right, this wasn't an illusion, it was a genuine Flying Slash!

The Skunk Pirates, who were already on the verge of collapse due to their captain suddenly disappearing, completely lost it this time, screaming loudly and scattering in all directions.

In fact, even without Abel's intervention, it would have only been a minute or two before these people were completely routed.

One could say Abel's sudden display of Flying Slash merely accelerated the process, and incidentally, boosted his own reputation.

"Damn it, these useless fools! They couldn't even hold on for this little bit of time."

"But whatever, at least the objective has been achieved."

"Enjoy this grand gift I've prepared for you, Donquixote Family!"

Captain Mephitis, who had escaped through the secret passage long ago and was now hiding halfway up the mountain, looked sinister and smug. Then he fiercely pressed the red button in his hand!

He eagerly anticipated the entire manor, along with the trapped Donquixote Family, being blown to the sky!

"Huh? Why is there no reaction?"

"Explode, damn it, explode!"

Mephitis grew anxious, sweat pouring down his face as he frantically pressed the button.

But the large amount of Explosives purchased by their four Pirate Groups showed no sign of activity.

"No wonder I couldn't find you in the manor all this time. So you ran here through the secret passage long ago."

As a mocking voice sounded from behind him, Mephitis turned to draw his gun and shoot without hesitation.

But unfortunately, the moment Doflamingo's voice rang out, it meant he had lost any chance of resistance.

"Why can't I move? What did you do to me?" Mephitis's expression was one of terror. This feeling of losing control was terrible, extremely awful!

If one looked closely, they would find several thin, transparent threads connected to Mephitis, with the other ends held in Doflamingo's grasp.

And as Doflamingo flicked his fingers, Mephitis turned stiffly, like a puppet being controlled.

"What did I do to you? Shouldn't it be what you intended to do to my family?"

"Donquixote. Doflamingo?!"

"No, you can't kill me, this is just a misunderstanding!"

"I can compensate you for everything. Oh, and I'm willing to join you. I'm Mephitis, the skunk with a bounty of 31 million Belly!"

"Shut up!"

Doflamingo was furious. How dare this trash provoke him?

He then controlled the opponent and made him cut off his own tongue.

Finally, things became much quieter.

"Although I wanted to ask about your plans for later, I'm no longer interested. Next, you will witness true despair. Everything you hoped for, everything you placed your hopes in, will be easily destroyed!"

"Be grateful. Witnessing all of this before dying in despair and pain is the greatest mercy I can offer you."

Under Mephitis's eyes, filled with hatred and terror, he was like a puppet, following Doflamingo step by step towards the distant Flamingo.

At the same time, the three Pirate Ships that had long been arranged had already reached their designated positions.

"Strange, according to the plan, Mephitis should have detonated the explosives by now."

"I have a bad feeling. I haven't been able to contact Mephitis since a while ago, and no one is answering the Den Den Mushi. He's probably in trouble."

"Then what do we do? We've come this far, are we just going to leave in disgrace?"

"Damn it! Forget about him. Let's attack according to the original plan. As long as we destroy the ship, we'll trap those bastards from the Donquixote Family!"

"You're right, charge!"

"Hit them hard!"

Instantly, a large number of cannonballs bombarded the Flamingo from three directions.

"Buhahaha, there are actually so many suicidal idiots attacking us."

"Enough talk, protect the ship. Otherwise, Doflamingo will be angry when he gets back."

"Leave it to me. These losers are much easier to deal with than those persistent Navy dogs."

As he spoke, Trebol unleashed a large amount of sticky mucus, accurately enveloping each incoming cannonball.

The cannonballs that fell to the ship seemed to have all become duds, completely powerless.

Diamante was also not idle. Some of the stray cannonballs were destroyed by his snake sword, detonating in mid-air.

With just the two of them, they managed to block the full barrage of cannon fire from three Pirate Ships!

Of course, this also had to do with the poor firepower configuration of these three Pirate Ships.

If it were three warships, Trebol and Diamante would have already fled.