Several people followed the sound and looked over. Atlas, dressed entirely in white, appeared within their field of vision. The vile Marine was watching them with a cold sneer.
"Don't get nervous. It's only a mere Marine Vice Admiral, not a Marine Admiral. I refuse to believe that the four of us Supernovas can't hold off one Marine Vice Admiral!"
Gellman sneered, trying to unite the others against Atlas.
Upon hearing this, Otluk glanced at Gellman's somewhat disheveled face. For some reason, he felt a little uneasy.
Seriously... Big brother, does your face hurt when you say that?
"At a time like this, we can only fight to the death. I've already notified my crew to come and help. We just need to hold out for a while. Once they arrive, we'll wear him down with numbers. No matter what, his stamina has its limits."
Uranova also nodded in agreement when she heard this.
"Good!" ×2
None of the pirate captains present were fools. They had naturally notified their respective crews. All they needed to do was hold out for a little while.
"You people... really know nothing about Marine Vice Admirals."
Atlas shook her head slightly and strode toward the pirates with her long legs.
"Mud Swamp—Cannonball!"
"Accelerate!"
Gellman and Otluk attacked first, one at range and the other up close. It was hard to believe this was their first time working together.
But...
Atlas continued walking at an unhurried pace, her expression unchanged as she faced their attacks.
Whoosh!
Otluk's axe reached Atlas's neck first. Its icy glint was just about to slice through Atlas's carotid artery.
"Heh!"
Otluk seemed to have already envisioned the Marine before him clutching his neck, tears of regret spilling from his eyes.
"Really... too slow!"
Atlas merely shifted her neck slightly. To