They had already guessed why they couldn't hit Vic earlier. When the speed reaches a certain point, the eyes will deceive the brain. Some people can't see anything at all, some can only see afterimages, and some, like Vic, are like a projection.
The two lay on their backs and involuntarily moved backward. In their eyes, Vic was like a monstrous beast, seemingly harmless but terrifying and frightening when he revealed his claws!
Seeing Chess and Kuromarimo retreat, Vic took a few steps forward, and the two quickly used their hands and feet to retreat faster.
Then the two of them knocked down the somewhat dazed Wapol. Wapol was completely dumbfounded when he saw Vic kick up a snowflake and knock them both down.
He assumed that Vic was also a Devil Fruit User, otherwise such a scene would never have occurred.
Wapol, who had been knocked down by the two men, finally came to his senses and saw Vic walking towards him. He instinctively stepped back.
"You two, get him there right now! What are you afraid of? He's alone! My safety is the most important thing!"
Wapol shouted at Chess and Kuromarimo. He was just a teenager with little fighting ability, and he was still a little afraid of a two-meter-tall man like Vic.
Seeing that Wapol had not given up resisting, Vic decided to teach Wapol what childhood trauma was like. He drew the Blood Wither from his waist and slashed to the side, sending a huge black slash flying into the sky.
The Drum Rockies was cleaved open by the Sword Gang, and a huge, smooth cut appeared on the mountainside buried deep in snow.
This was even after Vic hadn't aimed at the mountainside; the damage to Drum Rockies was merely a scratch, while the rest of the force was sent flying into the sky.
But the sight was truly frightening; it looked like a casual swing of the knife, but its power was unimaginable.
Looking at the slash on the horizon, which was no different from the one that had just been launched, one could tell that the cracks at the peak had not diminished much of the power of this attack. If it had been concentrated on a person, the person's fate would have been unimaginable.
This time, Wapol was truly terrified. He collapsed to the ground and crawled backward, leaving three smooth tracks in the snow, as if left by some cylindrical creature.
"Don't come any closer! I'll have my father punish you with death!"
Wapol was terrified and blurted out some inappropriate things. Some yellowish-brown marks appeared in the middle of his slide. If it were a bad guy who heard those provocative words, he would have killed him to silence him. He was lucky to have met Vic.
"Let's go, Dalton, this is pointless!"
Vic stopped when he saw Wapol was so scared he wet himself; that guy was both useless and loved to play around.
Dalton was also astonished by Vic's performance. Even with Chess and Kuromarimo working together, he was no match for them, but he was defeated by Vic in just one move.
The three of them were arguably the strongest fighters in the Drum Kingdom, but they were doomed if they encountered someone like Vic.
In particular, Vic's final slash could easily sever the entire Drum Rockies.
Dalton felt a deep sense of unease. How many more such powerful figures, capable of taking on an entire nation, were there on the high seas? This was the tragedy of the times; the phenomenon of an entire country being unable to withstand one person was all too common on the high seas.
Before he could think further, Vic had already started walking towards the palace, Dalton quickly followed and led the way in front of Vic.
The welcoming ceremony had turned into a farce, and he had no idea what Vic was thinking. Offending such a person would do no good for the Drum Kingdom.
He still didn't know Vic's identity, so he could only reluctantly take Vic to the king's study. The location was given to Dalton by the soldiers at the palace gate; it was originally supposed to be Wapol who came, but that was obviously not possible now.
"No, I can't be without any ability to resist. Even if I become king, I still won't feel safe. You two, go down there right now and find the Devil Fruit!"
I need to become an ability user too! I don't care what methods you use, you have to find it for me, or don't come back!
When Wapol regained consciousness, he realized that the world was not as safe as he had imagined. Some people could crush him with a flick of their wrist, and the only way to become stronger without effort was through Devil Fruit. So, Wapol was so frightened that he immediately sent Chess and Kuromarimo to search the towns and villages below.
Chess and Kuromarimo felt a bitter taste in their mouths. They had just experienced the darkest and most terrifying scene, and now they had to search for Devil Fruit they didn't even know if they still existed. Were Devil Fruit so easy to find?
There are only two ability users in the entire country right now (of course, these are the ones that are publicly known; now there's also a Blue Nose reindeer who has become an ability user). Finding them won't be a matter of a day or two, and both of them have suffered a huge blow, both psychologically and physically.
As Vic reached the palace gate, he suddenly paused, his expression shifting slightly before quickly returning to normal and continuing on his way.
When they arrived at the king's study, the king, with his long hair and a golden crown, was reading a book behind his desk.
The small Drum Kingdom didn't have many political affairs to handle, and there were no court assemblies or anything like that. People would report directly to the king, who would then deal with the matter promptly. Only when there was hesitation would the king consult with a few relevant ministers. This was the norm for a small country.
"Your Majesty! This is the young man I told you about last time. He's the one who saved all the doctors. If it weren't for him, my guards and I would have suffered heavy losses!"
Dalton still felt quite emotional when he talked about it. That day, Vic descended like a god and wiped out all the pirates to rescue the doctors. This might have been easy for Vic, but it was a very difficult task for the country. Therefore, Vic was a hero to the country, regardless of Vic current status.
"Oh! So this is the little hero who saved the doctor a few days ago! He's indeed tall, handsome, and dashing!"
Dalton told me about you that day, and I immediately sent him to find you. I wanted to thank you in person, but our Drum Kingdom is poor in resources and has a harsh environment, so we have nothing decent to offer in return. We can only express our gratitude in person to show our sincerity!
The purple-haired old king's eyes lit up as he looked at Vic, and after speaking, he walked up to Vic and bowed to Vic.
"Your Majesty! I dare not accept the title of hero. My name is Vic, and I am a trainee marine. Protecting the Affiliated Nation is also the duty of our navy!" Vic said neither humbly nor arrogantly.
"Really? The Navy! The Navy is great!"
The old Ochoku up, the light that had just shone in his eyes dimming again. He had heard Dalton's account of Vic and was very impressed by Vic's formidable fighting prowess. He had invited Vic to meet him because he wanted Vic to become the protector of the Drum Kingdom.
He hadn't expected that Vic was a member of the Navy. Realizing he couldn't compete with the Navy, he couldn't bring himself to say the words he had prepared.
He had given up trying to persuade Vic to join the Drum Kingdom. Anyone with half a brain would know which option to choose, and he really didn't have anything to offer Vic that would sway him.
The Drum Kingdom is located on Winter Island, an island covered in ice and snow all year round. The people on the island have a problem with food and shelter, so how could they possibly have something of sufficient sincerity to thank Vic!
Originally, his only advantage was in medicine. He had heard from Dalton that Vic had a seriously ill friend and wanted his doctors to cure him as a way of thanking Vic. However, after asking the doctors, he found that they couldn't cure the Black Death either, and he was truly powerless to help!
Dalton was finally relieved when he heard that Vic was a naval officer; he had never known Vic's stance.
Although Vic had saved the doctors and himself, he was still somewhat apprehensive about bringing the people before the king. In this world, many people didn't care whether you were a king or not; they would kill without hesitation!
However, when he thought about Vic's performance outside the palace, he realized that his previous worries were completely unnecessary. A man of that strength could easily push someone away if he wanted to harm the country.
Even if all 50,000 people in this country attacked together, they wouldn't be enough for him to cut down. Thinking of this, Dalton felt a little ashamed. It was really wrong of him to doubt his savior like this.
" Vic! How's your friend doing now?"
Seeing that Vic showed no sadness, Dalton began to wonder if the old man Vic had taken away was truly a highly skilled doctor, capable of curing illnesses that even the country's top doctors couldn't treat. Had medical technology outside the country reached such a level?