Battle (7)

Just then, Red-Haired keenly sensed a tiny gap in the recovery process of Saint Mars and Saint Nusjuro's injuries. His thoughts raced, and he suddenly recalled the Lunarian Tribe's incredibly powerful regenerative abilities. It was said that once their flames went out, both their defense and recovery abilities would be greatly reduced.

There can't be such an invincible regenerative ability, Red-Haired thought to himself.

If such an invincible ability truly existed, then perhaps losing to them would be his fate. However, Red-Haired absolutely refused to believe that such heaven-defying beings existed.

The Haki around his body surged toward Saint Mars and Saint Nusjuro once more like tangible weapons, winding around them.

That Haki was vast and tyrannical, as though it could crush everything. Then Red-Haired unleashed several more powerful sword slashes. Incomparably sharp, they streaked through the air in dazzling flashes, sealing off every route of retreat for Saint Mars and Saint Nusjuro.

Screech! Screech!

The sword slashes swept across their wounds before they had fully healed. Those injuries had not yet closed completely, and after being struck by the sword slashes again, they were torn open into even larger wounds.

"Ah!" Saint Mars cried out miserably.

He immediately blasted two shockwaves into the air in retaliation.

Saint Nusjuro thrust two swords from the side, but Red-Haired blocked them.

Seeing their reactions, Red-Haired became even more convinced.

Blood gushed from their wounds, staining the ground red.

"So that's how it is?" A flash of understanding passed through Red-Haired's eyes. He immediately realized that as long as the damage he inflicted exceeded their recovery speed, he could defeat them.

Red-Haired decided to seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and deliver them a fatal blow.

He deliberately revealed an opening, making his Haki appear depleted in order to lure Saint Mars and Saint Nusjuro