Pirates who made it into the New World often had bounties in the tens of millions, but before that Haki-coated Golden Sword, their bodies were as fragile as paper.
And counterattacks without Haki could not leave so much as a scratch on the golden armor.
The one-sided suppression put fear on the faces of the Deathwind Pirates' ordinary crew members, and their feet quietly edged backward.
They could disregard the deaths of others, but when death approached them, these pirates were no more composed than the civilians they had slaughtered.
"Useless trash, get out of the way!"
The roar exploded.
A burly man in red robes charged through the crowd, sweeping his angular warhammer from side to side. Everyone in his way went flying, their bodies twisting like rags.
"You armored beanpole! I'll flatten you into a discus!"
The burly man raised his warhammer high. Pitch-black Haki wound around it as it hurtled straight toward Diamante with a thunderous rumble and rings of scorching air.
Before the hammer arrived, its wind pressure bore down on him, denting and cracking the deck beneath his feet.
If that vicious weapon landed squarely, even the golden armor would probably be hammered into gold leaf.
"Just what I wanted-"
Yet Diamante showed no intention of backing down.
Armament Haki swiftly coated the Golden Sword as it met the warhammer head-on.
Just as Rossi had said, to reach the summit, he could not fear any challenge.
Clang-!
A piercing crash erupted.
The two forces of Haki clashed head-on, sending black lightning ripping wildly through the surrounding planks, cabin walls, and even the nearby pirates.
Amid the deafening crash, both weapons bounced back, and Diamante and the burly red-robed man each took a step back.
Their heavy footsteps made the entire Meat Grinder sink lower in