Seeing this, Moke's eyes turned cold. He raised his leg and kicked forward fiercely. With a loud bang, Miss Bakkin flew straight out like a kite with its string cut, slamming heavily into a distant wall.
Then Moke shouted at the top of his lungs, "Ata, Perona, Brook, Mr. 2, proceed according to the original plan!" Before his voice had even faded, Ata and the others nodded in understanding and shot toward the kicked-away Miss Bakkin like arrows released from a bow.
"Negative Hollows!" Perona took the lead, chanting under her breath as she waved both hands. A cloud of black smoke immediately gushed from her palms and rushed straight at Miss Bakkin...
Meanwhile, Moke did not remain idle. After confirming that Ata and the others had successfully drawn the enemy's attention, he lightly waved a hand, and the mist that had blanketed the area vanished without a trace.
That was precisely why he had done it: so he could face Weevil head-on without restraint—after all, given his current condition and strength, he was fully confident he could handle any challenge.
Moke's gaze was sharp as fire as he locked onto Weevil before him. At that moment, Weevil was furious, his face twisted in rage. Gripping an enormous cleaver in his hand, he charged at Moke like a savage beast!
Faced with such a fierce assault, Moke showed no fear. He merely shifted slightly to the side and effortlessly evaded the powerful slash.
At the same time, he threw a punch with lightning speed, striking Weevil squarely in the side of the waist.
With a dull bang, Weevil grimaced in pain. Yet he did not retreat even half a step. Instead, he spun with the momentum and swung his heavy greatsword again, chopping diagonally down at Moke!
However, Moke moved