Just as Maha's sure-kill strike was about to land, he was horrified to discover that the target who had been within his sight moments ago had vanished.
After three years of inhuman training on Rusukaina, Dawn's explosive speed alone had reached an utterly terrifying level, enough to rival the awakened Sanji who would shine brilliantly in the battle on Onigashima.
At full burst, his movement speed could easily surpass the limit of what the retina could capture, achieving an effect close to invisibility.
"What?!"
Maha was startled. A sharp red gleam flashed through his eyes beneath the mask as he activated his Observation Haki at full power, scanning the surroundings like radar.
At last, he caught the fleeting location of that aura.
But catching it did not mean he could deal with it. There was no joy on Maha's face beneath the mask; instead, his expression instantly turned incomparably ugly, and cold sweat uncontrollably poured down his forehead.
The instincts forged through countless battles were screaming warnings—given the terrifying speed his opponent had displayed, he simply had no time to make any effective response!
A powerful shadow of death descended upon him. He could only rely on instinct and activate his strongest defensive technique.
"[Tekkai: Hardening]!"
Maha let out a low roar. The muscles all over his body bulged like stone, while a solid layer of Armament Haki instantly covered his skin, trying to withstand the unknown strike head-on.
Squelch!
Dawn appeared before him as if teleporting. Gambler's Fireline, coated in flowing Armament Haki, pierced through Maha's supposedly impregnable defense without the slightest resistance, like a red-hot table knife cutting through butter, and punched through his heart.
Maha's body jolted violently. His eyes widened, and beneath his mask, his pupils were filled with disbelief and despair.
He felt all the