Green Lizard Bloodbath

Mark's current physique allowed him to unleash a Dark Fist at full power with force close to Ace's Fire Fist.

Sinking a pirate ship with one punch was no problem.

Dealing with a dozen or so pirates was even easier.

Dark Flame erupted, vaporizing the dozen pirates along with the long table.

However, one person escaped Mark's attack, though he was badly wounded. Of course... Mark had deliberately spared him. He still needed to find the Green Lizard Pirates' treasury, so he naturally had to leave someone alive.

After these people died, a warm current flowed through Mark's body. Feeling that his body had grown a little stronger, Mark slowly walked over to the man, pressed his giant axe against his neck, and asked:

"Tell me, where is the Green Lizard Pirates' money?"

One of the man's arms and half of one leg had been blown off by the Dark Fist. His expression was twisted with agony, but his eyes brimmed with intense hatred.

"You bastard, if you've got the guts, kill me! If you want the Green Lizard Pirates' money, keep dreaming."

He hated Mark deeply. Their captain had been killed by this man, and so had his brothers. Only he was left, crippled in all four limbs. Even if he got out, he would have no good life ahead of him.

This outcome had all been caused by the man in front of him.

If Mark wanted him to reveal the location of the pirate crew's treasury, he could forget it.

Mark saw through the man's thoughts. He slowly lowered the Mountain-Splitting Axe in his hand, then pulled a small hatchet from his chest.

"What are you doing?" Seeing Mark's movements, the man suddenly had a bad feeling.

Mark spun the small hatchet in his hand and said calmly, "I'll ask one last time. Where... did you hide your money?"

The man remained stubborn. He snorted coldly and said nothing more.

Mark revealed a bloodthirsty smile, making the man's heart tremble.

Then... an incomparably bloody scene unfolded.

Mark gently placed the small hatchet against one of the man's intact fingers and drew it downward...

One finger was cut off. The man's body shuddered, and his face grew even more tortured.

"I'll ask again..." Mark repeated the question.

The man was still stubborn. Without any expression, Mark cut off another of his fingers.

And so... it happened over and over. Each time, Mark asked the same question.

After cutting off the fingers, he slowly worked his way up the arm.

Finally...

When he reached the wrist, the man could no longer endure it. He spilled everything he knew about the Green Lizard Pirates.

He had acted tough only because he believed there was no hope of survival, but that did not mean he was a hard man capable of enduring the torture of being sliced alive.

After getting the answer he wanted, Mark did not immediately kill him. Instead, he stood and went to search the place the man had mentioned.

But just as he got up, a group of people suddenly rushed in.

They must have been drawn by the explosion. Upon entering, they saw severed limbs strewn across the floor and Jack, seated high above, split in two.

"Boss Jack!!!"

"How could this happen..."

At that moment, the man Mark had tortured beyond recognition screamed, "It was him, it was him! He killed Boss Jack! Kill him, all of you attack together... kill him!"

He pointed at Mark with his bleeding, mangled arm, his expression filled with pain and fury.

Seeing his miserable state, the newcomers' hearts pounded. He looked truly terrifying.

Then they shouted and charged toward Mark.

"Kill him! Avenge Boss Jack!"

"Damn it, we have to kill him!"

"A vicious devil like him shouldn't be allowed to remain in this world!"

"Green Lizard Pirates? Then I'll deal with you troublesome pests first!" After saying that, darkness instantly erupted from Mark's body as he threw two Dark Fists at once. The group was immediately blasted off their feet, blood flowing everywhere.

Gripping the giant axe, Mark activated Silent Step. Like an arrow loosed from a bow, he charged at those who remained.

The axe blade tore through the air, trailing a flash of sharp light.

One strike, two strikes, three strikes... blade after blade tore through flesh... bones... organs.

In an instant, the entire room became a bloodbath.

Mark did not stop. He killed his way out the door, chasing the Green Lizard Pirates from the third floor to the second, then from the second floor to the first.

Anyone who attacked him was cut down beneath his axe.

The bullets fired at him were blocked by his Armament Haki, while any wounds he could not block were swallowed by the Dark-Dark Fruit.

The pirates who had been gambling fled in terror from Mark, who was like a god of slaughter. Some members of the Green Lizard Pirates were also frightened into running away.

This was Marcus's first time seeing Mark display his strength, and he was stunned on the spot in an instant.

Too strong!

The pirates who had seemed incomparably powerful in his eyes were slaughtered by Mark in moments, as easily as chopping vegetables.

And that dark power that pulled enemies toward it was so strange and powerful.

The battle lasted around half an hour. The Green Lizard Pirates' entire casino had become a slaughterhouse, a bloodbath!

Marcus hid in a corner, watching with trembling fear. He suddenly felt that the pirates he had seen on Wind-Snow Island had all been so kind and gentle.

After settling the matter of the Green Lizard Pirates, Mark called out to Marcus and headed straight for where the Green Lizard Pirates stored their Beli.

In the basement stood a gray metal door with two locks set into it.

Mark did not have the keys, but to him, this metal door could not block his path at all.

He placed his right hand on the door and activated Dark Water. Billowing darkness flowed along the door in every direction.

The metal door rapidly melted and disintegrated within the power of darkness!

Before long, the scene behind the metal door came into view for Mark and Marcus.

Stacks of neatly arranged Beli, orderly piles of gold bars, and gemstone-studded treasured blades and pistols.

Mark froze on the spot.

There was too much!

Far too much.

Everything before him was more money than he had ever seen in his life, without question.

"I never thought the Green Lizard Pirates were this rich," Marcus muttered.

Mark entered the room, looking at the bundles of Beli and gleaming gold bars. The shock in his eyes grew brighter and brighter.

There appeared to be around two billion Beli in cash alone. The gold bars and gemstone weapons were obviously worth no small amount as well, but Mark did not know their black-market prices, so he could not estimate their true value.

In any case, they were definitely worth a fortune.

"We hit the jackpot this time," Mark said unconsciously.

Marcus nodded in wholehearted agreement.

"Marcus, would this money be safe if we left it with you?" Mark asked.

Marcus thought for a moment, then nodded.

"No problem."

Having wandered outside since childhood, he was extremely skilled at hiding money and food.

"Just... how are we going to take all this money away?" Marcus asked.