"Dracule Mihawk, good!"
The Bloodsail captain took a deep breath. A layer of bloody mist had already appeared in his eyes, and crimson blood mist spread out, forming a blood-red longsword in his hand.
He tried to keep his tone calm, but the tremor in his voice still revealed his anger.
Dracule Mihawk, by comparison, remained far calmer. A pirate with a bounty of five hundred million might possess a decent Devil Fruit ability, and his true strength might even surpass several of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, but to Mihawk, it made no difference.
He raised his Supreme Grade blade as the metallic color of Armament Haki began to coat it.
Against an ability resembling a Logia-type Devil Fruit, nothing was more effective than Armament Haki.
The Blood Fruit was not a Logia-type fruit, but an exceptionally rare Paramecia-type fruit. Yet its effects granted abilities similar to a Logia's elemental transformation.
It could manipulate the user's own blood as well as the blood spilled by enemies. Its survivability was incredibly strong, and its powers were bizarre.
Without knowledge of its abilities, even someone stronger than him had a high chance of falling victim to his tricks.
"Take this, bastard—Blood Prison!"
The Bloodsail captain roared in fury and drove his blood-mist sword viciously into the ground. Coagulated blood burst from the beach like steel rebar, instantly forming a crimson prison that trapped Dracule Mihawk at its center.
Yet in the next instant, the Supreme Grade blade slashed out. The Blood Prison, which possessed both toughness and strange effects, shattered at once, not even getting the chance to display its special ability.
The next moment, Dracule Mihawk vanished. When he reappeared, he was already before his opponent. He did not strike from the side or behind; the long blade in