A bolt of lightning split the darkened sky, illuminating the dense clouds for an instant.
Izo moved like a roaming dragon, darting at explosive speed through jagged rocks and a sea of plants.
His two flintlock pistols continuously spat fire, blasting apart the waves of plants surging toward him with unbelievable force.
"Sure-Kill: Swallowtail Star!!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Usopp naturally wasn't about to watch his opponent approach. He leaped easily among the grass and trees, pulling the triggers of his two revolvers in turn.
The explosive rounds trailed colorful flames as they streaked through the air along strange, tricky arcs.
Whenever Izo broke through the obstacles and tried to accelerate, several fierce explosions would always interrupt him, followed by thorny vines, leaf blades, and man-eating flowers with sharp fangs.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Amid fierce explosions, firelight, and black smoke, Izo broke free from the haze. His gaze remained firm as he clenched his teeth and steadily closed in on Usopp.
Before he realized it, his body was covered in wounds of all sizes. Blood stained his pink kimono a dull crimson.
Facing the figure drawing ever closer, Usopp showed no sign of ease.
He had practiced this set of tactics countless times on the Boin Archipelago. Compared to Heracles, his master who understood the traits of every seed, Izo's close-range methods were far cruder.
Just a few more steps and he'll enter the trap zone. Getting close to me in this sea of green won't be that easy, Usopp thought smugly.
Quite a few of his seeds were trap-type plants. He had planted them while setting up the battlefield, simply waiting for his opponent to break through.
From the very start of the battle, he had already prepared countermeasures for every possible development. Now that the field was fully set,