The Haki around Crute rapidly dissipated.
Suddenly, a dark figure appeared behind him.
A deadly flash of sword light streaked past.
The attacker was Cyrik, who had seized the opportunity perfectly.
He had acted because he needed to earn more of the Marines' trust, and this invasion of Marine Headquarters was undoubtedly an excellent opportunity.
More importantly, he had not sensed any nervousness from the "Pighead Emperor," Crute.
Through developing his ability, Cyrik had gained some capacity to sense emotions as well.
He had sensed particularly intense excitement from Clay, the Crow Monster-Man.
He believed the "Pighead Emperor," Crute, would not be so easily dealt with, so he had struck.
Being the first to act after Sengoku would certainly earn him considerable prestige.
What surprised him was this.
He sensed that the "Pighead Emperor" should already have noticed his attack, yet his body showed no reaction.
He had even released his Haki.
Did he think I posed no threat to him?
Or had he let his guard down?
The slash, powerful enough to slice through steel with ease, actually passed through the "Pighead Emperor," Crute's neck.
His enormous head flew off and fell to the ground.
The sight left countless onlookers utterly stunned.
A monster like him had been beheaded so easily. Was he an idiot, dying just like that?
Even Cyrik himself found it hard to believe.
He currently stood on the Marines' side, but he also wanted to weaken them.
Only when Marine Headquarters weakened would the North Blue Faction's influence grow.
No, he isn't dead yet.
Cyrik reacted immediately, retreating swiftly from Crute to stand behind Sengoku.
At the same time, Sengoku realized it too.
The "Pighead Emperor," Crute's life force had not weakened at all. It remained remarkably steady.
But who could still be alive after