Dressrosa Kingdom, West Coast.
The pirates and the King's Army, over two thousand strong, had already descended into a chaotic melee.
At the center of the battlefield, two areas had been left clear. One was for the battle between Kyros and the One-Eyed Dinosaur Man; the other was for the battle between Sephiroth and Victor the Storm Swordmaster.
Since his opponent had been blinded in one eye, Kyros gained the upper hand as soon as they clashed.
As for Sephiroth, his side had fallen into a war of attrition...
The silver-haired youth raised his revolver and fired two shots in succession. The curving bullets shot toward Victor from extremely tricky angles.
However...
His opponent merely waved the long blade in his hand casually. A wind blade infused with Armament Haki split the bullets in two, cutting them into halves and knocking them off their original trajectories.
"You really are a troublesome guy!" Sephiroth sighed.
"Likewise!"
The mustachioed man sneered and swung his twin blades again, sending wave after wave of wind blades sweeping across a wide area.
This time, Sephiroth did not use Flying Slashes to block and cancel them out. He directly used Soru and appeared in the distance.
"Argh!"
"Argh!"
"Why? Captain Victor..."
Wails erupted. Wherever those wind blades passed through the pirates, blood sprayed, limbs flew, and countless men were killed or wounded...
A true friendly-fire strike!
"Hmph!"
The mustachioed man snorted coldly. He did not care in the slightest whether his subordinates lived or died, continuing his reckless assault on Sephiroth with wind blades.
"Damn it! This is making me sick!"
The silver-haired youth cursed under his breath and swung the Butcher Blade. A narrow crimson Flying Slash tore through the air, scattering the wind blades closing in on him.
A beastlike growl escaped his throat