The column of air did not stop after engulfing Ripper. It blasted into the distance, skimming past Blade Demon's back.
Blade Demon broke into a cold sweat as he felt the surging power behind him.
He thought that if he had hesitated for even a second, he probably would not have been able to escape.
After taking the full force of Impact Steel, Ripper felt as though all 206 bones in his body were about to fall apart. Every inch of him hurt.
His terror had reached its peak.
He could not even withstand a single attack from his opponent!
Combat Wing Flame flared behind Randall as he shot after Ripper, leaving an afterimage in his wake.
Hearing the movement behind him, Ripper's hands and feet went cold. Sweat poured down his body, and his heart hammered so hard it felt ready to explode.
He had just tried to flee when his body shuddered, and blood welled up in his throat.
"Don't kill me! I surrender! I want to go to Impel Down!"
Realizing it was already too late to escape, Ripper shouted his surrender at the top of his lungs.
Faced with death, he abandoned every shred of his pride. All he wanted was to survive.
But Randall was already determined to kill him.
Even if Ripper possessed an ability as dangerous as Phantom Demon Irush's, Randall would still kill him without the slightest hesitation.
"No! I've already surrendered! The Marines can't kill me!"
The moment those words left his mouth, Randall's fist smashed into Ripper's head.
With a wet splat, his head burst like an overripe watermelon hitting the ground, reduced to pulp.
With another man dead, Blade Demon felt as though he were walking on cotton. He could barely keep his balance.
The mist shrouding their surroundings