"Pfft-!"
"Aaagh-!"
Blood mixed with shattered teeth sprayed from Rob Lucci's mouth. He gave a short, agonized scream and flew backward ten times faster than he had charged in.
His defenses were like paper before that slap.
Boom! Crash!
The violent impact sent Rob Lucci's body smashing through the thick stone railing at the edge of the plaza.
Yet his momentum did not diminish. He finally plunged into the raging whirlpool far out in the waters surrounding Enies Lobby and vanished instantly...
The entire plaza fell deathly silent.
Every surviving member of CP9, along with Spandam, who had just run out of the tower in his ridiculous white uniform and was trembling with fear... froze solid.
The throngs of Marine soldiers rushing over also stood rooted to the spot, unable to move for a long time. What had they just seen?
Rob Lucci, the strongest member in CP9's history, the coldest and most efficient killing machine in eight hundred years, had been... had been slapped... swatted away like a fly? Slapped into the sea?!
This was no longer an overwhelming defeat. It was utter humiliation! It was absolute power's contempt for ants!
Kirishima Bupai slowly lowered his hand, as though he had merely brushed off a little dust.
His cold, utterly emotionless gaze slowly swept over everyone present, all standing dumbstruck as though immobilized by a spell...
Finally, his gaze settled on the man at the back of the crowd, dressed in a black suit, with purple mop-like hair, heavy dark circles under his eyes, and a red nose like a clown's.
This was Spandam, another beast. Kirishima's impression of him was much the same as his impression of Muzan Kibutsuji. They were the same sort of trash.
Spandam shuddered under that gaze. He went numb.
Those eyes exerted even