Killing Enemies, Teach's Desire to Grow Stronger

As Fera finished speaking, ripples spread through the air before him.

Moria's gaze sharpened. The shadow beneath his feet stretched and warped, condensing into a Shadow Clone identical to him in front of him.

At the same time, his real body merged into another shadow behind him and silently retreated several meters.

Whoosh.

Fera's Armament Haki-coated Finger Pistol shot forward, but it struck only the Shadow Clone.

"Tch, slippery little brat."

Fera frowned slightly, but his body did not pause.

With a shift of his feet, he vanished again, reappearing behind Moria's flank the next instant as he lashed out with a sweeping kick!

The shadow beneath Moria's feet turned into a platform, carrying him rapidly upward so he narrowly evaded it.

"Shadow Horn Spear! Shadow Box!"

Several shadow spikes sprouted from every angle, while the shadow on the ground rose up in an attempt to trap him.

Yet Fera evaded the shadows' attacks by a hair's breadth every time.

Whenever a shadow spike could not be avoided, he smashed it apart directly with his Armament Haki-coated fists!

Cold sweat beaded across Moria's forehead.

He tried using more numerous and more intricate shadow attacks to disrupt him.

But Fera always found an opening, then struck back.

After several exchanges, Moria was already in grave danger.

His arm and side had both been injured. Defeat was only a matter of time.

"Air Door!"

Seizing the opportunity, Fera opened a door and instantly appeared before Moria, his Finger Pistol thrusting straight for his throat.

And just then!

A cold voice came from behind him.

"Finally, I waited for my chance."

"Why don't you look behind you?"

What?! Every hair on Fera's body stood on end!

He spun around sharply.

A pitch-black cross-shaped greatsword rapidly filled his vision.

Before the sword arrived, its