The most courageous pirate hunter

The world has lost its sound.

Hermes' figure rose higher, looking down from the sky.

Time passed second by second, and suddenly two figures surged in from the scorching explosion, both carrying a chilling killing intent. They were Ace and Marco.

Perhaps only these two people could have survived the explosion unharmed.

"fire punch."

"Phoenix Seal".

This blow.

Both Ace and Marco held nothing back; they had only one goal: to kill this man by any means necessary, even if it meant mutual destruction.

"too slow."

Time seemed to slow down at this moment.

Hermes appeared behind Ace without anyone noticing, bypassing the shockwave of his fiery fist. He thrust Vangelid into Ace before Ace could even react. In his rage, he didn't even use the Voice of All Things.

He has lost his mind.

The force pierced through the flesh so smoothly.

Ace's body shuddered as he looked down at the ivory blade tip on his abdomen, which was still wreathed in purple-white flames. He couldn't help but cough up blood, and then his body gradually lost its strength.

With difficulty, I turned around and saw that indifferent face.

"Stupid as always."

Hermes felt no sense of accomplishment after pulling out Vangufried, because both Ace and Luffy were too stupid, and he had plenty of ways to deal with people like that.

"Ace."

Marco, who had missed his chance not far away, watched in horror as Ace was stabbed through the heart. He immediately flew over to try to save him, but in a flash, Hermes and Ace disappeared.

They had no idea what had happened.

Marco felt a cracking sound from his waist as he transformed into a streak of blue light and crashed to the ground, causing a massive explosion before landing in a large crater covered in blood.

The phoenix's abilities are incredibly powerful.

But domineering power is what transcends all other forms of strength.

Just then, a sword light flashed by, accompanied by two intersecting axe lights. It was Rayleigh and Jabba who made their move, along with Crocus, Sikael, and others.

As long as they're not dead.

Those who still retained some fighting strength all swarmed forward.

Hermes had nothing to say to this group of people. The little boy served them, and suddenly the sky darkened again.

"Jörmungandr!!!"

"If you're so capable, try it out on your own."

"Ah!!!! You despicable and shameless scoundrel!"

"hateful."

Rayleigh and the others were devastated. Their blood-red eyes, filled with murderous intent, were filled with an intense, boundless light. Why were there still so many bombs?

Who can withstand this kind of fighting style?

Are we really going to be wiped out today?

"I've already said that times have changed!"

high in the air.

Hermes snorted coldly, looking at the ever-expanding giant mushroom, and expressed his helplessness at Rayleigh and the others' lack of memory. How could they be so stupid?

With that level of intelligence, you think you can compete with him?

But I'm so perverted, so insidious, so shameless, yet why does it feel so good?

This is the true self-cultivation of a villain.

If Hermes Jormungandr is a villain, then he should be a qualified one!

"Don't let him die."

Knife up and down.

Hermes skillfully severed Ace's limbs, then beckoned and a door appeared in front of him. Bruno reached out and grabbed the dying Ace by the neck.

"With me here, it's hard to die even if you want to."

In a different space.

Mansherry had already treated Whitebeard, and Burgess, fearing that Whitebeard would die before returning to God's Island, specifically asked Mansherry to keep Whitebeard alive until his last breath.

After Bruno casually tossed Ace into the alternate dimension, Mansherry also gave him some treatment.

Hermes rolled his eyes at Mansherry's smug expression and ignored her.

"That should be about right. Do you want to go out and have a match?"

Hermes watched the mushroom cloud gradually dissipate, then looked at Tesoro and the others. Rayleigh and the others had been bombarded several times and were in extremely poor condition. If nothing unexpected happened, they would be easy to take down.

"Not interested in."

"It would have been okay in its prime, but let's forget about it now!"

"It was a somewhat unfair victory."

"Hahaha~"

At first glance, no one seemed to have any desire to fight.

They're probably just here for a brief appearance.

Chapter 394 [The Whole Team Is Wiped Out]

"Alright! There are still many strong people in this ocean, not to mention the new generation is rising. There will be plenty of opportunities to fight."

Hermes shrugged, then pulled out ten more little boys.

Just toss it aside.

The next instant, it appeared above the miserable Rayleigh and his companions, and good heavens, mushroom clouds followed one after another.

Amidst the spectacular fireworks, a cacophony of curses and swears erupted.

"Huh~"

"Old ginger is indeed spicier, let's have another round."

Within the realm of visual perception.

Hermes found that there were still people persisting, and he liked this kind of stubbornness, so it was reasonable to reward them with ten more boys.

This time.

The seabed, which has never seen sunlight for many years, has been completely altered, forming a bottomless sinkhole. On the rock walls, one can still vaguely see some broken limbs.

"Why is it like this?"

Marco crawled out from the rubble, his face covered in blood as he looked at the mangled corpses. He could no longer hold back his tears and burst into sobs, lamenting how weak he was and how he couldn't protect anything.

"Vista, hang in there."

Fifty meters away.

Jozu held Vista, whose body had disappeared halfway, and could only breathe. The next second, his eyes lost their color and he became still, unable to utter a single word until his death.

"Don't die, don't die."

"Vita".

Joz cried like a child.

It was all a nightmare for him; he lost everything in a single day.

"Eye-eyed dragon".

“CB Golan”.

"Spencer."

"I shouldn't have bothered you."

another side.

Rayleigh knelt beside the three corpses, tears streaming down his face as he coughed up blood.

Jabba, Crocus, and the rest of the survivors were in other areas of the sinkhole, and everyone was in extremely poor condition, unable to withstand the continuous explosions from the little boy.

Some even had trouble standing up and could only lie in pools of rubble and blood.

No sign.

Hermes stood before Rayleigh, looking down at him with cold indifference.