As soon as Bullet finished speaking, the commandos behind him vanished.
They kept appearing beside the fleeing pirates, their Finger Pistols sending sprays of blood into the air.
The vendors scattered as well, terrified of getting caught in the crossfire.
The only two people still unhurried in the entire harbor stood facing each other.
Mihawk lowered the brim of his hat, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.
"It's been a long time since I met someone strong."
"Marine, tell me your name."
Bullet's cruel whisper rang out.
"Remember this. The man who kills you is named..."
"Douglas Bullet."
Mihawk looked Bullet straight in the eyes.
"Dracule Mihawk."
Whoosh! Whoosh!
BOOM!!!!
An azure fist collided with the Black Blade, and the resulting shock wave tore up the ground and swept it outward.
Excitement shone in both men's eyes.
"Demon aura, huh?"
Mihawk was excited to see such powerful demon aura for the first time.
"So you cut me."
Bullet, meanwhile, was excited to feel a shallow cut in the skin of his fist.
Boom!
The two broke apart.
Mihawk landed on the ground and drew his sword behind him, gripping it with both hands.
A pitch-black aura instantly coiled around the blade as he swung it forward in a horizontal slash.
An overwhelming sense of danger stabbed at Bullet's nerves. He stomped, blasting a boulder dozens of meters across out of the ground in front of him.
He thrust a hand against it, instantly coating the massive boulder in pitch-black Armament Haki.
The portion of the crescent slash that struck the boulder wore itself out halfway through.
The rest sliced across the sky, cleaving the entire harbor and even the distant cliffs in two.
Bullet grabbed the boulder with one hand and leaped into the air!
Like a pitcher, he