Don Krieg was pinned in place by that abyssal killing intent, forgetting even to breathe as his body fired the cannon on instinct.
Seeing that he actually dared to fire, the last trace of patience in Kirishima Bupai's eyes vanished completely.
The next instant, the air seemed to freeze, then abruptly exploded.
Boom!!! A dull, soul-shattering roar erupted.
No one saw how Kirishima moved. They only saw Don Krieg's prized golden armor burst into a sky full of fragments, like glass struck by a ten-thousand-ton hammer.
His massive body became a cannonball fired from its barrel, hurtling toward his battered flagship in the distance with a piercing shriek.
The tremendous impact made the flagship give a violent, muffled groan, smashing a horrifying crater into its deck.
The entire seafaring restaurant Baratie fell deathly silent.
Every cook, every surviving lackey of the Don Krieg Pirates, and even the two poor bastards Nami had just shoved into the sea froze into living reaction images.
Their eyes bulged nearly out of their sockets, their mouths opened wide enough to fit fists, and their faces were filled with utter horror and bewilderment.
What... what the fuck kind of monster was this?!
The next moment, Kirishima Bupai appeared like a phantom amid the wreckage of the flagship.
Thud...!
He planted one foot casually yet heavily on Don Krieg's mangled chest, as though stepping on a puddle of sludge.
Tilting his head, Kirishima scratched idly at his collar with one hand, his voice chillingly flat. "Tsk, you've got some balls. What did I tell you? You dared to ignore my warning?"
Blood seeped from Don Krieg's mouth and nose, his eyes rolled back, and he could no longer let out even a groan. He had lost consciousness completely.
Just then, another sudden change occurred!
Humm-clang!!!
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