Lorne planted both feet on the ground, and the entire courtyard floor collapsed in an instant.
His right fist, which had accumulated countless blows' worth of damage, smashed toward the manor's main building with the force to destroy everything.
"Haymaker!"
An enormous golden shock wave formed instantly, carrying True Damage that ignored all defenses, tearing through the air and the space before him.
Rumble-!
Under that punch, the once-grand main building proved as fragile as paper.
Wherever the golden shock wave passed, stone walls, steel reinforcement, and living people alike were instantly reduced to dust.
Before the gust from his punch had subsided, a trench several meters deep had been plowed through the entire estate, stretching all the way to the other end of the island.
"Aah-!"
The screams cut off abruptly.
After that instant, nothing remained of the once-noisy estate but broken walls and dust swirling through the sky.
Klein crawled out of the rubble.
He had dodged quickly, but his left arm had only been grazed and was already completely gone. Blood covered half his face.
He looked around in terror. Of his original five hundred elite subordinates, only a handful remained, moaning in pain.
The man standing at the center of the ruins was walking toward him, step by step.
The golden aura gradually receded, but his killing intent grew ever more concentrated.
"You... who exactly are you?"
Klein's voice was hoarse, his eyes full of despair.
Lorne stopped before him and looked down at him from above.
"Marine Headquarters Rear Admiral, Lorne."
Klein gave a bitter laugh.
Looking at Lorne's Beast Ears, which seemed especially eerie in the moonlight, he finally realized what kind of monster he had provoked.
This man was simply beyond the reach of an underground gangster at his level.
"You want me