Perhaps because it was her first attack, Black Maria had merely wanted to test him. She had neither used her Devil Fruit ability nor coated herself in Armament Haki.
Even so, the force behind those knuckle-dusters was still crushing to an ordinary person.
But to Wilton, who had entered Iron Body, it was nothing more than a scratch.
He could tell that she had not taken him seriously at all.
No sooner said than done.
The moment Black Maria struck Wilton, he counterattacked. He was an absolute egalitarian—no matter what his opponent was, as long as they were confirmed to be an enemy, he would go all out.
His opening move was a royal flush with four twos.
Battle was sacred.
Both sides deserved the utmost respect.
Going all out without holding back, Wilton's entire right arm swelled by a full circle, its bulging veins and muscles expanding relentlessly.
The air could not withstand it and burst apart.
Time slowed at that instant. Black Maria's long golden hair whipped wildly, while the muscles in her face rippled without end.
Every hair on her body stood on end. Black Maria's pupils shrank sharply, filled with horror and fear.
Damn it.
It was too late to dodge.
His timing for the counterattack was too precise, as if he had deliberately been waiting for her to attack.
If she was hit, she might die.
As a Zoan user, she was extremely sensitive to danger. The power contained in that punch felt like an entire mountain crashing down on her.
She had let her guard down.
Crack—
A scalp-numbing sound of bones breaking rang out. That eardrum-shattering fist landed heavily on her face, and Black Maria's entire face visibly twisted together as her facial bones rapidly cracked and collapsed into fragments.
Pungent blood sprayed