Ta-da-ta-da...
Meanwhile, on a vast, open plain several kilometers away from the venue, a figure was running at Extreme Speed along the direction of the ships moored in the harbor.
"Cough cough... Damn it, it's all that guy's fault! If it weren't for them, my plan wouldn't have failed. Remember me, Pirate Luo Chen, one day I'll come back for revenge. Just you wait, cough cough..."
The figure ran while coughing up blood, muttering to himself. Before he could finish speaking, he coughed up another mouthful of blood, the crimson blood staining his clothes in a stark contrast. He was none other than Carlos, the Luo Chen had sent flying through the arena.
He was no longer the heroic and confident man he once was. His clothes were tattered, his face was pale and colorless, and his aura was extremely weak, as if he would collapse at the slightest touch.
He harbored immense resentment towards Luo Chen and the others who caused this situation, wishing he could devour them alive. However, due to his inferior strength, he had to temporarily retreat and wait until he recovered from his injuries before seeking the best opportunity to launch a revenge attack.
clatter...
Carlos finally arrived at his destination, but was shocked to find that the place was not as lively as usual. Apart from a few small sailboats moored there, there was no one else in the harbor. He was immediately taken aback and his vigilance was instantly activated. He kept scanning his surroundings.
"Huh?! What's going on? I should have arrived at the port by now. Even though this is the smallest port on Supomachi, it shouldn't be this deserted. I haven't seen a single person. Has something happened?"
After observing carefully for a few moments, Carlos looked astonished and spoke in a puzzled tone.
call...
A gust of cold wind blew by, causing Carlos to shiver and suddenly look in that direction.
"Who goes there? Are you an enemy? Come out now! I've spotted you; hiding won't help!"
Carlos tried to intimidate and provoke the other person with a stern voice and tone.
call...
Just then, a cold wind rose again, accompanied by a woman's delicate laughter.
"Hehehe, you've been found out? Well, there's nothing I can do about it then. I'll grant your wish and come out..."
As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of Snowflake fell from the sky and gradually gathered into a human shape in front of Carlos. Soon, a beautiful woman named Monet, as delicate as a rose, appeared in front of Carlos.
She merely glanced at him a few times before launching into a sarcastic remark.
"I never expected that Carlos the Griffin, one of the kings of the dark world, would appear before me in such a sorry state. I was initially honored to be able to eliminate an obstacle for the young master."
But now you've disappointed me greatly, Carlos. What right do you have to bear that title now? You'd better hand it over obediently and end your own life before I have to take action again, Carlos!!"
Monet first praised Carlos a few times, then suddenly changed her tune, belittling him to the point of being worthless, as if even asking her to help would dirty her hands, expressing both disdain and contempt.
"Suicide? Heh heh heh, interesting, little girl. You think you can put this old man in a desperate situation with just a mere Logia ability?"
"Stop joking. My strength is not something you backstabbing villains can look down on. Even in my current weakened state, I am still beyond your ability to defeat. If you want me dead, show me your true abilities and stop with these underhanded and dirty tricks."
As if provoked by Monet's words, Carlos threw his head back and laughed loudly, his tone full of disdain and disgust for Monet and his companion's act of kicking him while he was down.
"In that case, I'll have no choice but to take your life myself. Take this... Snow Cone!!"
call...
As soon as Monet finished speaking, his body transformed into elemental form again, turning into a Snowflake and rushing towards Carlos. Less than a meter away from him, he used the Snowflake to condense two extremely sharp iron spikes as hard as steel and pierced his head.
fool...
Clang!!
Carlos didn't even glance at it, immediately raising it to block in front of him. The blade and the spike collided, producing a violent clang, and ripples of air spread outwards.
"Hmph, is that all? This level of force isn't even enough to scratch an itch for this old man. Get down..."
Two fierce glints flashed in Carlos's eyes, which were hidden by the knife, and he asked in a very cold tone, then increased the force of his hand and swept Monet away.
Bang...
Just as Carlos's blade shattered the Snowflake spikes and was about to sweep across her, she timely transformed her entire body into a Snowflake, which flew backward with the movement of the air currents.
brush...
The Snowflake fell to the ground without making a sound, and in the blink of an eye, they returned to their original state and stood in front of Carlos.
"Hmph, Logia abilities are just so annoying. Without Armament Haki, they're really hard to deal with!!"
Carlos raised an eyebrow when he saw Monet standing unharmed in front of him, blocking his way. He said with a headache that because of his recent fight with Luo Chen, not only were his physical injuries not yet healed, but he had also not recovered from the loss of his Haki. Therefore, he had not been able to use his Haki to defend himself along the way.
"Hehehe, what's wrong, Mr. Carlos? Why aren't you using your prized Devil Fruit ability and Haki? If you were, I wouldn't be able to stop your retreat. Could it be that you can't use them anymore?!"
Seeing him like this, Monet knew perfectly well that he was currently unable to use any other abilities, not even the basic Haki entanglement, which made Monet both laugh and provoke him.
"Hmph, even without using Haki and Devil Fruit abilities, I can defeat a nobody like you. How could a Logia user possibly stump me, Carlos the Griffin?!"
Oh... Lionheart Charge!!
Having said that, Carlos held the sword upside down in front of his chest, assuming a Charge stance, and Charge at Monet.
"Hehehe... It's useless. Now that you know I'm Logia, you should understand that simple physical attacks have absolutely no effect on me..."
Having said that, Monet closed his eyes and stood still, not moving an inch as he Impact at him.
Wow...
Carlos crashed through the water at breakneck Extreme Speed and reappeared at the moored boats on the shore, while Monet, who had been knocked away, turned into Snowflake and scattered all over the ground the moment he touched him.
call...
"I've already said it's useless. Unless you use your Haki to protect yourself, even the most powerful attack is like a bubble..."
Huh?! No, I see. So your target wasn't me from the start. You wanted to use this opportunity to escape onto the ship, sail it out to sea, and then we wouldn't be able to do anything to you?!
I must say your idea is correct, but it's useless. I never said I was the only one coming to bury you alive...
boom...
As soon as Monet finished speaking, Carlos was hit by a mysterious cannonball and blasted back to shore.
"Too slow, Monet!! And you almost let him escape... You should know how much of a loss it would have been for our family if Carlos had escaped!!"
As the smoke cleared, a man dressed in a black robe emerged from the cabin, glanced at the fallen Carlos, and then looked at Monet, speaking sternly.