Chapter 215: Slaughter of the Evil Dragon Pirate Crew
The villagers of Cocoa West Village were all lying on the ground, covered in injuries, while all the Fish-Men from the Evil Dragon Pirate Crew stood unscathed.
"Another one looking for death..." The Evil Dragon, angrily walking toward Eric , suddenly stopped, his body trembling uncontrollably.
"You... you are...!" The Evil Dragon widened his eyes in disbelief and shouted, "Dawn Pirates?!"
The words, spoken slowly through his sharp shark teeth, were filled with bloodshot whites of his eyes.
Upon hearing the name of the Dawn Pirates, the Fish-Men from the Grand Line immediately began to stir, their previously smug faces replaced with expressions of fear and trepidation.
They had heard of Darren Eric !
He had publicly killed Celestial Dragons, defeated Admiral Akainu at Sabaody Archipelago. Both of these feats were impossible achievements for them to even dream of completing!
The Evil Dragon himself had been mentally scarred by Admiral Kizaru, who was originally a Commodore and had since been promoted to Admiral.
The strength of these two individuals was on a completely different level.
Bellemere, watching the Fish-Men's expressions, thought, 'They're afraid, these monsters are actually afraid of that young man...'
"Oh?" Eric , intrigued, said, "Since you've heard of me, then this should be easy. I thought Fish-Men had no memory, like fish."
"You said it, lowly species!" Eric crushed a nearby pistol that was drawn toward him.
"!" The Evil Dragon, insulted as a lowly species, didn't lose control and rush toward Eric but instead stiffened his body, preparing for a fight.
Kurome quietly reminded from the side, "Brother-in-law, saying that might hurt Rant's feelings."
Hearing "brother-in-law," Kurumi shot a cold look at Kurome, then froze when she saw how similar Kurome looked to Akame.
Noticing Kurumi's gaze, Kurome returned a simple, innocent smile.
'She really looks like Akame.' Kurumi twitched her mouth but said nothing, turning back to face the Evil Dragon Pirate Crew.
"That's why I left Rant on the ship," Eric shrugged. "I just really hate this guy. Always calling humans a lowly species, yet he only dares to raid the weakest East Blue."
"The North Blue has Germa 66 and the Donquixote family; in the West Blue, the Mafia reigns, and there's also the Eight Treasure Army from the Kingdom of Flowers; in the South Blue, the highest bounty criminals are over a hundred million!"
"But only in the East Blue, where the bounties are far lower than the other three seas, does the Evil Dragon dare to swagger around... calling us a lowly species... who gave you the courage? Liang Kinggru?!"
Eric 's roar sounded like thunder, deafening.
"Who's Liang Kinggru?" Someone whispered behind him.
"Come on, let me see if this so-called 'superior species' can even last one round in front of me!" Eric shouted.
"Don't joke!" The Evil Dragon waved his hand. "Fish-Men are ten times stronger than ordinary humans! How could we be a lowly species?"
"Of course you wouldn't know, you only compare strength with ordinary humans—do you even know how high the sky is?" Eric mocked. "Didn't Kizaru teach you anything? You can't even take one of his hits."
"Damn!" The Evil Dragon drew his great saw blade "Slasher Peak," leaping high toward Eric , gripping the hilt tightly and raising the blade behind him.
Thud Kurome, with reflexes far beyond the average person, stepped forward with her right leg, ready to draw her weapon "Eight Death " to block the Evil Dragon's attack for Eric .
"Little Kurome, don't help him." Kurumi stopped Kurome, "Eric wants to show off in front of everyone this time."
"Kurumi-chan, don't expose me like that!" Eric shot a look of mock accusation at Kurumi.
"Still showing off affection in front of the enemy?!" The Evil Dragon, furious at Eric 's complete disregard, shouted, "Go to hell!"
He swung his jagged blade toward Eric 's neck.
Crack! Before it even touched Eric , the blade was shattered by the surrounding armament haki.
"What?!"
"Evil Dragon's attack, it's useless!" The surrounding Fish-Men gasped in astonishment.
"What? I even stuck my neck out for you to cut it," Eric clicked his neck, "But you couldn't even hit me."
"You, who are you..." The Evil Dragon, gripping his saw blade, took a step back, intimidated by Eric , whose size was far smaller than his.
"Me? Just an ordinary human," Eric smiled. "What's wrong? The so-called 'lowly species'—a human, made you freeze in place. So, what are you supposed to be?"
"!" The Evil Dragon launched a surprise attack, suddenly stretching his head forward, his sharp teeth snapping together.
"Your breath stinks, kid." Not wanting to smell his bad breath, Eric ducked, "Up to the sky you go!" A powerful uppercut hit the Evil Dragon's abdomen, sending him flying into the air like a star.
"Evil Dragon!" The Fish-Men of the Evil Dragon Pirate Crew cried out in alarm.
"Next... it's your turn," Eric 's disdainful gaze made the Fish-Men pale with fear.
"Don't come near!" Crocoby grabbed a villager's head and held a knife to their throat.
"Hehehe..."
"Hahahaha!" The Evil Dragon's shoulders started to shake, and then he began to laugh loudly. Eric 's cold voice rang out, "Do you really think that by capturing an innocent villager, you can make me do what you want?"
Eric 's murderous intent surged forth, "No one is going to save you today!"
Bam!
Eric flashed to Crocoby's front, "Die!"
His fist slammed into Crocoby's chest, creating a sonic boom in the air.
Crack!
It was as if a bottle of ketchup exploded. Crocoby's body exploded upon impact, his blood spraying toward the Fish-Men's faces.
The pungent smell of rust and blood filled the air as the fragmented body dropped to the ground with thuds.
Saltburn muttered, "Crocoby..." and fell to his knees with a thud.
Boom!
A heavier thud sounded.
"Ah, Evil Dragon?!"
The Evil Dragon, still flying, finally crashed to the ground, his eyes rolled back, lying in the hole he made.
"Nu!" The octopus Fish-Man, Little Eight, angrily shouted, "You dared to do that to Crocoby..."
"Huh?!" Eric glared fiercely at Little Eight.
"Nu!" Little Eight immediately shut his mouth.
"Kurome, take this Evil Dragon and store him away."
"Understood." Kurome drew her sword and slowly walked toward the Evil Dragon.
"What do you want to do with him, Kurome?!" The fish-man, Teppo, spat water at Kurome.
Kurome swiftly dodged the attack and replied, "Brother-in-law, can I turn this guy into my collection?"
"Sure, just leave the octopus man alone, and the rest are yours," Eric was now accustomed to being called "brother-in-law."
"Great!" Kurome smiled like a yandere, joining her hands, "I'll turn all of you into puppets."
"Don't think we'll be scared of you, little girl!" Seeing Eric wasn't taking action, the cowardly Fish Pirates gained some courage.
Kurome dashed through the group, her sword flashing in several lines, cutting Teppo, Azan, and Saltburn cleanly in half.
"Once I'm done with everyone, I'll reassemble them and play with my puppets..."
(END CHAPTER)
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