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Bellamy spread his hands with a grin, but his gaze settled on the person at the head of the group.
"Careful, Bellamy."
His second-in-command, "Scimitar"
Sarquiss, warned him in a low voice, his eyes slipping toward the space above Luffy's head-a ten-ton metal block was rising and falling with his squats.
"Fake."
Bellamy snorted and tapped the ground with his toe.
"Look closely. There isn't even a single crack in the paving stones under his feet.
That's just a hollow iron shell meant to scare people."
Amid the crowd's laughter as understanding dawned, Bellamy tipped his chin at Luffy.
"Good at fighting, are you?"
"What good is being able to fight? Out on these seas, what matters is power and connections-who are you with?"
Luffy stopped and looked over seriously.
"My name is Luffy."
"I'm the man who's going to change this world completely."
"...So you're just an idiot who doesn't know his place."
Bellamy let out a contemptuous snort.
Dust suddenly billowed up. The dull boom of the ground shaking made many pirates' knees buckle, and they collapsed one after another.
The crowd gathered around them instantly dissolved into chaos. Tables and chairs toppled, and cries of alarm rang out.
Wasn't it supposed to be fake...?
Bellamy raised a hand and squeezed a single word from his throat.
But that palm was already closing in before his eyes, too fast for him to catch even an afterimage.
The Spring-Spring Fruit user, whose head was said to be worth fifty-five million Beli, had not even managed to tense his muscles before five fingers clamped over his entire face. Then an immense force shoved him back.
Crash-
His body shot backward like a stone hurled from a catapult, smashing through a wall with a deafening crash.
Clouds of dust mingled