The Strongest in Eight Hundred Years

"Hey, I'm not a kid anymore!"

Moyun called out lazily, but unfortunately, no one paid him any attention.

"Nico Robin, you actually dared to toy with us?"

Lucci stared coldly at Robin. He hated being toyed with more than anything, and she had even exposed their identities ahead of time.

In that case, there seemed to be no reason to keep these people alive.

Did Nico Robin really trust those useless fools to defeat them?

Today, he would shatter every last bit of her faith in them!

"I wouldn't call it toying with you. Don't make it sound so nasty."

Robin looked at them with laughter in her eyes. She felt certain the award for best actress belonged to her this time.

She really did have a talent for acting.

"Hmph, unrepentant to the end. Just wait until you're dead!"

Lucci's pupils suddenly contracted. Just as he was about to transform, Moyun straightened up and flipped him the middle finger.

"We won't be sticking around to fight you here. Maybe next time."

The moment he finished speaking, all three of them vanished from sight.

Lucci had transformed for absolutely nothing. His eyes blazed with fury. He had been played again!

"Kalifa! This is what you call a success?"

Kalifa trembled when he called her name. She could tell Lucci was truly furious, and she was the one who would bear the brunt of it.

"I'm sorry. I was too impatient. I forgot what a devious woman Nico Robin is."

Seeing how frightened Kalifa was, Kaku spoke up when he should have kept quiet. "Kalifa probably didn't do it on purpose. Didn't we all fail to—"

He could not get the rest out, because Lucci had grabbed him by the collar.

"What did you say? Are you saying this was my