The most courageous pirate hunter

There was no time to do anything. Tezzolo curled up like a shrimp, vomiting blood violently. Veins bulged out, and his entire face was contorted in pain. The immense pain caused him to lose control of his body for a short period of time.

At the same time, a shockwave appeared behind them, tearing apart the already ruined ground along its path, and finally crashing into the sea, leaving a broad road behind.

Hermes withdrew his hand and took a step back, and Tesoro immediately clutched his stomach and knelt down, his forehead slamming heavily onto the ground. That punch had shattered his internal organs even further.

hateful.

How could I be suppressed?

"Jormungandr."

Tesoro erupted, his cosmos blazing with fury. How dare a mere Hunter King bleed him on his own turf! Unforgivable.

"Golden Divine Punishment".

As Tezzolo roared hysterically, the earth began to tremble.

Hermes smirked, letting Tesoro unleash his full power. He wanted to show Tesoro what it meant to be outmatched and outmatched. How could he know the value of life without experiencing despair?

buzzing.

All the gold wriggled and soared into the sky from all directions, forming several golden missile heads. Then, they combined with Armament Haki and blasted towards Hermes, creating a trail of sparks and high temperatures—it was practically a dense barrage of golden flames.

This move is similar to Doflamingo's 16 Holy Bullets: God Slayer, both being extremely powerful area-of-effect and individual attacks.

"Golden Emperor, you are very strong!"

"But I am the bravest man in the world, feel the despair!"

Hermes spread his arms wide, seemingly intending to take the hit head-on. His expression and posture were exceptionally arrogant and domineering, while Tesoro roared repeatedly.

From his perspective, Hermes didn't take him seriously at all, which was an extreme humiliation.

"Die to me."

The sky was torn apart.

The surrounding air buzzed, and several exploding golden missile warheads fell, looking from afar like a meteor shower flickering with brilliant flames. Tesoro had staked everything on this move.

"The field unfolds."

The purplish-white flames first compressed, then suddenly expanded, forming a visible protective shield. In a series of booms and explosions, the two forces collided.

After only a dozen seconds of stalemate, the purple-white flame shield began to be compressed and started to shatter like a mirror, producing a dense array of cracks.

"King of Hunters, you are too arrogant."

Tesoro, his face covered in blood, grinned as he looked at Hermes, who was courting death. No one could withstand his attack, and no one could survive it.

"Die!"

Tezzolo's eyes were filled with disdain.

It turns out the Hunter King was just a fool. What good is his strength? We should never have underestimated him, let alone humiliated him. History is always written by the victors.

Once the Hunter King is defeated by him, this era will belong to Gild Tesoro.

boom! ! !

With a gentle push, Tesoro sent several golden missiles shattering the purple-white protective shield, slamming them squarely into Hermes' chest. Terrifying power erupted in that instant.

The billowing smoke and flames stretched across the sky and earth, and Tesoro himself was sent flying backwards as a result.

"Hahaha~"

Amidst the ruins.

Tesoro staggered to his feet, his gaze fixed on the very center. His Observation Haki could no longer detect the Hunter King's aura; it seemed he had been blasted to smithereens.

But Tesoro's laughter stopped abruptly after only a few moments. His blood-covered face was no longer smug, but filled with disbelief and horror.

Vaguely.

Amidst the towering flames and smoke, a blurry figure gradually became clear, its powerful footsteps like a sledgehammer, striking Tesoro's heart again and again.

"It hurts so much!"

Hermes is injured.

He spat out the blood from his mouth, his chest slightly caved in, but it was recovering rapidly. With his current defense and recovery ability, it would be difficult for Tesoro to take him down in one move.

"impossible."

Tesoro gritted his teeth.

He couldn't believe what he was seeing. The attack had taken full force of his own, and even though the domain had absorbed most of its power, it was still something that ordinary people couldn't withstand.

Even if they don't die, they should be incapacitated.

Puff puff.

Hermes twisted his neck, and the temperature on his body surface reached its peak. With each step he took, the ground melted, forming large footprints. Life was rapidly repairing his body.

"Shrink the earth into an inch."

A deadly crisis is looming.

Tesoro's hair stood on end. He reappeared in front of his opponent in an instant, despite being eighty or ninety meters apart...

What kind of ability is this?

Without time to think too much, Tesoro immediately withdrew.

He didn't want to get punched solidly again.

"damn it."

The next second Tesoro's face was filled with fear, because Hermes was still right in front of him at close range, and then he continued to dodge, but each time the other was right in front of him.

"Die, Golden Blaze!"

Tezzo's mentality collapsed.

Golden energy writhed beneath his feet, enveloping his right hand. He clenched his fist, which then burst into flames and slammed it down on Hermes. In the ensuing explosion, Hermes' figure gradually disappeared.

That was an afterimage.

This sense of pressure gradually became unbearable for Tesoro, and his moves became increasingly chaotic.

slowly.

Hermes strolled around as if he were on a spring outing, his figure visible in all directions, completely unaware of what was happening. Tesoro bent into a small shrimp and flew out, but before he even landed, Hermes appeared first, hands in his pockets, and kicked out.

Tesoro groaned in pain, spat out a mouthful of blood, and was shot out again.

Then a revolutionary scene unfolded.

Tesoro never even had a chance to land. He was kicked around like a ball by Hermes until almost all his bones were broken. He crashed into a pile of ruins, his eyes silent and blood flowing from his seven orifices, a pitiful sight.

"Cuckoo~"

Seeing Hermes standing in front of him, Tesoro tried to say something, but only blood and foam came out of his mouth; he could no longer speak.

"I knew our fate had arrived the moment I saw you."

Hermes leaned slightly forward, his smiling face making him appear extremely hateful.

fate?

What the hell is this fate?

Tesoro coughed up a mouthful of blood and fainted on the spot. In his dying moments, he was probably filled with anger and helplessness. Even though he had tried his best, he had only managed to injure the Hunter King.

But the other party suddenly became energetic again.

"How can it be."

"Lord Tesoro has actually been defeated."

The farthest place.

Several figures were holding binoculars; it was none other than Des and Baccarat, with a short guy beside them, Tanaka, the user of the Through-Through Fruit.

The three of them were in a state of utter turmoil.

But then I thought about it again and it seemed normal. He was the King of Hunters, the most courageous man in the world, and he had never really lost. Although Tesoro was also very strong, the King of Hunters was just too overpowered.

"Let's retreat. We'll figure out a way to rescue Lord Tesoro later."

Des and Bakara were pale-faced; it was truly a stroke of luck that they were still alive, unlike the others who had encountered each other's great-grandmothers amidst those several shockwaves.

"That's all we can do."

Tanaka wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

The gap is really too big.

They'd be doomed if they went out now; they needed to save their lives first. Even if the Hunter King didn't care about them, thankfully he didn't.

Chapter 310 [A Tough and Iron-Blooded Marshal Is Needed]

"Damn~"

"That guy actually got away. What's with his abilities?"