"Mama Mama! Interesting toys! A little sturdier than Kaido's Gifters!"
She cackled strangely. "But toys are still toys! Zeus! 'Heaven-Filling Great Freedom Heavenly God'! Prometheus! 'Heavenly Fireball'! Napoleon! 'Elbaf Spear'!"
The Homies unleashed their full power. Thunderstorms, seas of fire, and shockwaves instantly swallowed two Human Weapons, scattering fragments of their parts like exploding fireworks.
But the remaining three immediately charged out of the flames with their terrifying regenerative power and pounced again, relentlessly clinging to their targets.
Atop a relatively tall, ruined tower.
The cigarette clenched between Ben Beckman's lips traced an orange-red streak as he moved at high speed.
His gaze was as sharp as an eagle's, and the custom flintlock gun in his hand seemed like an extension of his arm.
He was not firing blindly. Through precise calculations, he predicted Garling's movement patterns and the openings in his swordsmanship. Every lead bullet wrapped in top-tier Armament Haki struck like a venomous snake, accurately targeting Garling's vital points or forcing him to block.
"Tsk, one of the Five Elders personally stepping in as a cleaner? The World Government is really becoming more and more approachable. Even a 'Pillar of the Nation' like you has come to do the dirty work?"
His tone dripped with cold mockery as his figure moved like a ghost through the rain of bullets.
Garling wielded an ancient yet magnificent famed blade, his swordsmanship having reached perfection.
His movements were graceful, his blade-light cascading like a waterfall as he effortlessly split incoming bullets in two or deflected them.
Sword energy swept in every direction, steadily shearing away the tower beneath his feet.
"Maintaining world stability and eliminating pirate threats are precisely our duties. First Mate of the Red-Haired Pirates... your wisdom and marksmanship have been wasted on the wrong path."
His voice was