They were doing everything they could to fight Demon Gin.
But Demon Gin moved nimbly, his footwork eerily unpredictable.
The soldiers of the Pudora Kingdom simply could not land a clean hit on him.
Instead, as Demon Gin moved among them, he snapped his fingers every so often.
Every time a snap rang out, an explosion erupted somewhere!
By now, that snapping sound filled the Pudora Kingdom soldiers here with dread.
They had no idea where the next explosion would strike.
"We can clearly see that bastard walking around over there."
"So why does every attack we make miss?" one soldier asked in frustration.
They truly could not understand it.
His comrade shook his head, watching their surroundings warily.
"Every member of the Chris Pirates is a monster."
"Maybe the openings we see are just bait he's deliberately leaving to lure us in."
The squad leader narrowed his eyes slightly and said gravely, "That isn't the real issue."
"What matters most is how we can protect ourselves from the explosions."
"Every time this bastard snaps his fingers, something explodes."
"Several squads here have already been completely wiped out by one explosion after another!"
"Stay sharp, all of you, and react faster."
"Don't let these inexplicable explosions blow us all to pieces too!"
The squad leader was growing increasingly agitated.
The men fighting beside him now were his closest friends in the army.
He did not want them all to die here.
With his strange footwork, Demon Gin drifted among them like a ghost.
He would also attack without warning, sending a random soldier flying with a punch or kick.
"What the captain taught me really is useful."
"I can move freely among these soldiers without letting them track my movements."
"Looks like it'll be even more useful in battle if