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"Can Blueno compare to him?" Spandam cursed under his breath. He was already terrified.
Having witnessed Law's strength and then seeing Law's age, even a fool would know he would definitely be a top-tier powerhouse in the future.
Such a rookie would certainly be highly valued by Marine Headquarters. Although one CP9 member was important, could they compare to Law? It's over. This is truly over.
"Is he dead?"
The CP9 members looked at the deep pit. No one approached.
"A bit effective. A few more hits, and even I wouldn't dare to take it." A calm voice rose from the deep pit. A figure shot out from the deep pit with a whoosh, silently landing on the ground.
Unharmed.
"How is that possible? He took my strongest attack, and he's unharmed? Even with Armament Haki protection, that shouldn't be possible, right?" Lucci couldn't accept it.
He had used that move at a huge physical cost. Otherwise, with his current strength and body, he couldn't fully unleash it.
The opponent was actually unharmed? How could he accept that?
"How terrifying, we're simply no match." Kalifa knelt on the ground helplessly. Such a powerhouse, how could they be defeated?
Thinking of how she initially ignored and despised the opponent, Kalifa now wanted to flee, to escape this terrifying opponent.
"You've finally piqued my interest a little. Again."
Law pointed his sword tip at Lucci. Golden light condensed on the sword tip. Lasers didn't need to be used in a specific way; they could be used with a fingertip, a sword tip, or a gun muzzle.
"Still fighting?" Lucci's face changed dramatically. Having just used his ultimate move, and suffering severe repercussions, he didn't have much power left.
And CP9 still had four combatants left.
Kaku and Jabra were strong, but relying solely on the two of them, they definitely wouldn't be a match.
As for Fukurou and Kalifa, they were too weak.
"Even if he's first in the entire rookie camp, he might be too strong. It's truly eye-opening. With this kind of strength, even an ordinary Vice Admiral can't compare. Let alone joining CP9, he could even become a captain. There's no need to compare. With this kind of strength, how could he possibly be in danger during a mission?" Spandam was a politician.
He naturally understood that continuing the battle would be too disadvantageous for his side.
Although he hadn't achieved his goal, Law's strength shocked him. With such strength, he wasn't worried about dying during the mission, and he was even less willing to offend such a rookie with astonishing potential. No, not astonishing potential, but a completely risen rookie.
If he possessed such strength at such a young age, what if he became an Admiral in the future?
The defeated CP9, though unwilling, reality forced them to shut up.
Is the battle over?
"Put away your disgusting smile." Law looked at Spandam with cold disdain. "Starting a war is your choice, and not fighting is also your choice? Do you make the rules? You're the highest-ranking officer of CP9, so your strength should be the greatest, right? Alright, you fight me then."
He pointed his sword tip at Spandam.
Law knew that if his strength wasn't formidable, he might be severely wounded and sent back to Marine Headquarters.
"......" Spandam was so terrified he was stunned. "No, no, no, although I'm the highest-ranking officer, I'm just a commander, not a combatant. I don't fight."
"Whether you fight or not, you'll know after the battle."
"No, no, no, don't attack me. I'll die." Spandam fled in a panic, but the sword tip always pointed at him. The sword tip, condensing a beam of light, brought him a true death crisis.
"Didn't you say that in battle, it's inevitable not to hold back, and casualties are unavoidable?" To control Enies Lobby, Spandam, this politician, was the biggest problem. Law wouldn't let him off easily. "......" Spandam wished he could slap himself several times. Damn my big mouth.
"What do I do? What do I do?" Spandam, sweating profusely, genuinely felt the breath of death. He was afraid of death, of course he was, incredibly so.
He looked at CP9.
CP9, having just been defeated, had no strength to protect him.
Self-preservation? If Spandam had the ability to protect himself, he wouldn't be so afraid.
Relying on other Enies Lobby forces? Enies Lobby had many Marines, but the truly strongest force was CP9.
"What do I do? Am I going to die? How did the Marines let such a demon come here?" Spandam was almost crying. Looking at the increasingly blinding sword tip, his legs trembled, and a pungent odor seemed to waft out.
Did he piss himself?
Suddenly, his peripheral vision caught sight of Blueno in a pool of blood in the distance.
His eyes lit up. He thought of a way to save himself.
"Although it's inevitable for injuries to occur in battle, casualties in a sparring match are a big mistake, and could even lead to judgment by Enies Lobby." Was Blueno dead or alive? He wasn't dead yet, but could such injuries be saved?
"But this was an accident. It wasn't a casualty from a sparring match. Blueno accidentally died during a mission." Spandam said with a fawning smile.
But this was a threat.
The meaning was simple.
Let me go, and this matter will be over. Blueno's death will have nothing to do with you, and you won't be punished. Otherwise, wait to be judged!
"Killed him and what? And is he even dead? I didn't let him die, so he can't die," Law said coldly.
"You?" Spandam gnashed his teeth, glaring at Law.
What's the difference between such injuries and death? Do you think you're a Grim Reaper who can decide who lives and who dies?
"Damn it, after today, I'll definitely report the situation here to Marine Headquarters. No, I'll report it to the World Government! Even if you're exceptionally talented and won't be executed or sent to Impel Down, you'll still be severely punished, won't you?" Spandam secretly made up his mind.
But on the surface, he still wore a fawning smile.
"If you don't make a move, it's my turn." Law's sword tip glowed at its maximum.
"Wait a minute." The threat of death made Spandam forget his dignity. "I'm the highest-ranking officer of CP9. I'm a high-ranking official of the World Government. This is no longer a sparring match. If you attack me, you'll be deliberately murdering a high-ranking official of the World Government. Even an Admiral won't be able to protect you."
"Are you finished?" Law said disdainfully.
"You absolutely cannot attack me, otherwise you'll be finished too. You'll be very, very miserable. Do you dare to shoot me?" Spandam suddenly said confidently.
He suddenly thought that this was Enies Lobby, and he was a high-ranking official of the World Government. Even an Admiral couldn't casually execute him, let alone a rookie.
The World Government would never tolerate a rookie casually killing a high-ranking official in a World Government agency.
This was like slapping the World Government in the face.
Could they accept it?
Absolutely not.
"Now, obediently stop. Pretend everything never happened. Otherwise, your fate will be to be locked in Impel Down. Do you dare to shoot me? I'm a high-ranking official of the World Government." Spandam said triumphantly.
"Is that so?"
The light on the sword tip disappeared. He put his sword back into its sheath. Was it over?
The CP9 members breathed a sigh of relief. Spandam, relieved, looked at Law with a triumphant sneer. He still doesn't dare to attack me? Is he scared too?
"Everything you said is right." Law smiled at everyone present, then turned, as if to leave. But after just two steps, he suddenly turned back, pulled out a pistol, aimed it at Spandam, and pulled the trigger.