Without the slightest hesitation, he stepped onto the scarlet staircase and charged toward the figure standing proudly atop the wall.
Beside him, the silent, towering man had already become a blur, lunging toward the wielder of twin swords known as the "Death Butler"
himself.
Stoke's strength was not top-tier, but that "door"
ability made him as elusive as a ghost-any solid defense was meaningless before him.
Only someone who could glimpse fragments of the future might counter this tactic of appearing suddenly from any direction.
During the charge, he had already consumed more than half his Haki, yet the eyes beneath his hood shone ever brighter.
Only by constantly tearing through his own limits could he possibly touch that invisible summit.
"-So this is what they call a 'veteran Shichibukai'?"
In midair, Tani frowned and surveyed her surroundings, her dragon wings spread wide.
A scarlet hemisphere, like an overturned bowl, had enveloped all of Scrap Iron Island.
Even as a Mythical Zoan with formidable resistance to abnormal conditions, that sudden reversal of her blood flow had left her insides churning.
Below, two members of the Charlotte Family had suffered serious injuries in an instant, forced to stay where they were and struggle to resist-the clearest warning possible.
"Devil Fruit Awakening... troublesome indeed."
Pirates with bounties below two hundred million Beli, whose strength fell short of Marine officer level, needed only to enter this "Vampire Form"
Awakening domain for even survival to become an impossible hope.
Even masters proficient in Armament Haki could not maintain full-body coverage for long.
Allocating the extent and timing of Haki use in battle was a skill every powerful fighter had to master.
And Alucard, standing before them, was clearly not the type to wait until he was near death to unleash his full strength.