Akainu's gaze was icy, "Don't get too happy too soon. When I tear off your arm too, won't it be fair again!"
In Akainu's view, the grudge from losing an arm should primarily be blamed on the Five Elders who constantly interfered. But those five old men held high positions and were untouchable.
All he could do was vent all his anger and spite on this little brat!
Shano couldn't even be bothered to respond to this.
Losing an arm?
Was he supposed to be afraid of such threats? It was almost humorous.
Back when he was testing his resurrection abilities, Shano didn't even know how many arms he'd cut off himself. If he could offer them as a sacrifice, he'd be rich by now!
"Arrogant brat!"
Just then, the sound of hooves suddenly approached, as the furious Saint Nusjuro swung a blade at Shano from the flank, aiming for his neck.
This brat was clearly supposed to be his opponent, and their swordsmanship hadn't yet been compared. Why, when the group battle started, did he inexplicably go off to fight with Akainu?
Those four commoners too, it was acceptable to ignore anyone, yet they ignored him, leaving him without an opponent?!
Such humiliation, he couldn't accept!
The speed of that sword strike was extremely fast, but Shano's eyes flashed with a red light as he detected Saint Nusjuro's sudden attack, and he swiftly dodged backward, barely avoiding the strike.
"Lord Shano!"
Kuina, entangled with a monstrous bird, saw this and her expression changed. She was about to come down and rush over, "Leave this guy to me!"
"No need."
Shano squinted at the giant skeletal horse, "You continue dealing with that chicken, you don't need to bother with the old man."
This was different from the previous time at Shampodi, when Kuina single-handedly held off Kizaru.
Saint Nusjuro was exceedingly murderous, and Kuina had already been fighting hard for several hours, consuming a lot of stamina. Currently, she might still manage against the other four Five Elders without a problem.
But against this guy, it would be tough to hold on, and she might even be in danger.
"What, your subordinate offers to help, yet you refuse? Or do you still dream of fighting two at once?!"
Saint Nusjuro sneered disdainfully, "Initially, I was indeed hesitant, but now it seems, if there's a real chance to kill you, it would be acceptable even if a star falls!"
"Is that so?"
Shano too laughed coolly, "Old man, you really think you've got the numerical advantage, and I've got no backup?"
Backup?
What other backup could there be?
Saint Nusjuro was first suspicious, then sneered coldly.
Just bluffing!
Would he have to recruit from those mid-level officers of the Endgame? In front of his body of bones, in front of his Demon Sword Kitetsu.
Those mid-level officers are nothing but cannon fodder that he could dispatch with a single swipe, unable to hinder him the slightest!
"Stop pretending..."
Just as he began to mock, Shano suddenly opened his right palm and pressed it forcefully onto the ground!
Mount Myoboku Summoning Skill!
Summon!
Buzz!
At the moment his palm touched the ground, a jet-black summoning technique unfolded instantly on the ground, and complex runes spread out like tadpoles twisting and expanding.
What is this?
A Teleportation Array?
Wait... Saint Nusjuro's expression changed suddenly.
"This disturbance is..."
He felt it! A divine energy, one he had never encountered before, was amassing wildly; something incredible was about to appear!
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[There will be another chapter soon]