The Gokui King’s Golden Smash Club whistled through the air with each heavy swing. Arataki Itto's expression was grim, nothing like his usual carefree look, and an imposing aura radiated from him.
"Gokui King’s Patrol! Everybody, clear out!"
Most Evil Oni King: Itto descends!!
With the Golden Smash Club resting on his right shoulder and the Red Oni Emblem unfurled behind him, Itto stood amid golden light as the spectral image dispersed into a dazzling oni mask.
"I've been sick of you for ages, and now you've got the nerve to walk right into my hands! Perfect! Let me teach you a lesson!"
Itto swung the Golden Smash Club one-handed, bringing it down on Klaus in a flurry of vicious blows.
Every swing carried enough force to shatter stone and metal. The golden light before Klaus nearly blinded him.
Arataki Itto's club was not only thick and hefty, but studded with sharp golden spikes.
Klaus could imagine the gruesome result if that massive club actually struck him.
He had no choice but to rely on his agility, darting left and right to evade Arataki Itto's attacks rather than meet them head-on.
Klaus was deeply frustrated. He had never expected Scott's daughter to have someone guarding her, much less his former "customer," Arataki Itto.
Even more surprising was that Arataki Itto was no ordinary "con artist." Even with his Wasp Suit, Klaus could do nothing against his strength.
In theory, shrinking with the Wasp Suit allowed Klaus to concentrate his speed and strength into a single point. If he moved fast enough, his punches could hit like bullets. With an ability like that, a musclehead like Arataki Itto should have been nothing to fear.
Reality, however, had dealt Klaus a crushing blow.
Who could have imagined that Arataki Itto had the