BOOM!! BOOM!!
A single Thunder Bagua, like a demolition tool with a massive iron ball hanging from it, smashed the splendid towering castle into rubble in the blink of an eye.
The Celestial Dragons inside, screaming in terror, were like mosquitoes swatted to death. They stuck to the spiked club, becoming a smear of blood mixed with corpses.
"Die!!"
Suddenly, an unfamiliar hoarse male voice rang out in fury. In the blink of an eye, he appeared before Kaido, his right leg shooting straight at Kaido's head like a golf club.
"Bang!"
The vicious kick struck a huge palm. After a brief stalemate, the palm sent the suddenly appearing figure hurtling toward the buildings to the side.
A muffled impact sounded again. The black figure kicked off Kaido's hand, using the force to escape Kaido's attack range.
He finally revealed himself. He wore a black suit and an iron mask over his face. It did not look like something he had put on—it seemed fused with his flesh and blood.
"Aaaaaahhh!!!"
The unknown man in the iron mask looked at the bloodstains on the spiked club, his expression crazed. Turning to Kizaru, he berated him, "What are you doing?! A 'god' died right in front of you!!"
"That really is troublesome~~ But Kaido simply doesn't pay attention to me. His defense is quite strong, you know~"
Kizaru pursed his lips, maintaining that irritatingly leisurely tone. "If he doesn't defend himself and only focuses on destroying things, even I can't hold him back for long~"
The iron-masked man looked at Kizaru and cursed without restraint, "You bastard!! You should use your life to shield the gods' attacks! Sacrificing yourself for a god is only natural! You must protect the gods without letting them suffer the slightest harm!!"
"Instead of wasting time