The most courageous pirate hunter

Hermes's kick just now alerted the enemy, and the patrolling people around discovered them.

This was also Hermes's doing. Without making a commotion, how could he lure out the Don Quixote family? He wasn't just there to see Mansherry.

"You have five seconds left."

Hermes appeared relaxed, arms crossed and back against the wall, his Observation Haki faintly sensing that many guards were approaching.

"I am willing."

Mansherry gritted her teeth. Regardless of whether this human was a good person or not, she had to leave this place first.

"very good!"

Hermes was quite satisfied. It was best not to be rough with such a cute little thing, after all, he, Hermes, was also a very noble person.

Bend down.

Hermes grabbed Mansherry and placed her on his shoulder, then slowly walked outside, soon encountering more than a dozen guards with weapons.

"stop."

"who are you."

Gun barrels were pointed at Hermes, ready to fire without hesitation if he made any rash moves.

"They arrived too late!"

Hermes looked up to the east and sensed a powerful aura through the numerous buildings; it must be a member of the Don Quixote family.

So before that.

Looking back at the guards, Hermes flicked his fingers a few times in the air, tearing the air apart, and all the guards fell one after another like wheat being harvested.

All hit the kidneys.

Mansherry, who had been burying her head in Hermes' temple, quietly raised her head when she heard the scream, her large, misty eyes filled with shock and fear.

Unconsciously, those tiny hands gripped Hermes' hair tightly.

Chapter 55 [As always, focus on the kidneys]

"boom!!!"

A powerful aura descended upon the scene.

Diamanti rushed over immediately, but it was too late.

All the guards perished in the shortest possible time.

"Hermes Jormungandr, the Hunting King".

A murderous look on his face.

Diamanti looked at Hermes in the center of the corpse. His appearance matched Jorah and Rao G's description. Last time, this guy had escaped from Dover in a sorry state. He didn't expect that this time he would come to die on his own initiative.

"It seems Xiaoming really isn't in Dressrosa."

Hermes was somewhat disappointed, but the man before him was passable.

Diamante, one of the four top executives of the Donquixote Family, was one of the first to follow Doflamingo, along with Pica, Trebol, and Vergo.

Wearing a fur-brimmed hat, with two facial lines, and dressed in a red cloak, he was dressed like an indigenous tribe member, very flamboyant.

He is also a Paramecia-type Devil Fruit user, possessing the ability to transform any object he touches into a light, flowing form like cloth, without altering the object's material.

Diamanti's clothes and red cape are made of steel. They look soft and light, but they are actually steel and have extremely strong defensive capabilities.

And he is also a swordsman.

Not to be underestimated.

"Close your eyes and hold on tighter."

Seeing Diamanti draw her longsword, Hermes twisted his neck, signaling Mansherry to hold on tighter so she wouldn't be thrown off during the upcoming battle.

Currently, miniature fruits cannot affect living organisms; they can only affect external matter. Otherwise, if we shrunk Mansherry to five millimeters and casually stuffed her into hair or ears, that would be a true mobile fountain.

"kindness!"

Mansherry swallowed nervously, her small body involuntarily pressing closer, while she closed her eyes and gripped Hermes' hair tightly with both hands.

She can only trust this human.

"call out!!!"

Bomb it on the spot.

Grass clippings and dirt flew up from beneath his feet as Hermes vanished from his spot, appearing in front of Diamanti in an instant. His right foot, covered in Armament Haki, lashed out at Diamanti's side, aiming for his kidney.

"Bullfighting cape"

Diamanti raised his red cloak, firmly blocking Hermes' attack. His striped face was full of coldness. "Put down Mansherry and surrender."

"Long-winded."

Hermes frowned slightly. The other party's cloak was indeed made of steel, but it was all show and no substance. It disappeared in the blink of an eye and reappeared behind Diamanti. Hermes thrust out a finger.

Diamanti looked solemn, and with a flick of his cloak, he firmly covered his back.

"It's no use, my cloak is no ordinary cloak."

Full of confidence.

Diamanti's longsword began to soften, and it attacked Hermes like a venomous snake. It looked weak, but its strength and sharpness were surprisingly great.

Hermes bulged out, raised his wrist in a very pretentious manner, and the longsword struck it, sending sparks flying. His defense was equally strong.

Swish! ! !

While blocking the longsword, Hermes pointed a finger at Diamanti's eye. Diamanti's only hardness was his cloak; his body was quite fragile.

Unlike him, who was all stiff.

Diamanti was caught off guard by Hermes's swift counterattack and panicked slightly. He raised his cloak again, risking his life to block the attack. Hermes, however, did not tolerate it and delivered a powerful kick that struck Diamanti squarely in the waist of his cloak.

A powerful force erupted in an instant.

The cloak visibly caved in, and Diamanti showed a hint of pain on his face. Then, he sank his feet deep into the ground and moved sideways, his back aching terribly.

"Mini 30-meter Crescent Moon".

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Hermes unleashed a powerful kick, a massive crescent-shaped white light slash that swept across everything in its path, containing the power to cause mountains to crumble and the earth to split.

damn it.

Diamanti's eyes widened in horror. His cloak was sturdy enough, but it would still be affected by some rebound if it were a large-scale brute force attack.

On the contrary, they are not afraid of small attacks.

Is this a mistake?

Is that supposed to be a Tempest Kick? It's on a completely different level from anything he's seen before. It's more like a slash from a great swordsman. Is it really necessary to exaggerate like that?

"Bullfighting cape"

Diamanti covered his cloak with Armament Haki, determined to fight back with all his might.

At the moment of impact, the immense force propelled Diamanti backward, and before he could even react, his striped face contorted in pain.

vigorous.

Another thirty-meter-long storm kick surged forth, followed by a third, a fourth, a fifth...

Hermes appeared in mid-air at some unknown time, walking on moonwalk, looking down at Diamante from above, and then kicking his feet back and forth.

One after another, storm kicks rained down from the sky, all of them ten, twenty, or thirty meters in size.

The entire sky was illuminated with a dazzling white light.

If Diamanti had dodged instead of taking the first hit head-on, perhaps he wouldn't have lost the initiative and been forced to passively defend against wave after wave of attacks.

"asshole."

A full three minutes passed.

The endless stream of massive storm kicks continued to surge towards Diamanti, multiplying the shock and damage.

Diamanti's cloak had begun to crack; after all, even the hardest steel couldn't withstand such an impact.

"There are enemies."

"It is Lord Diamanti."

Many guards gradually appeared around them, all of them members of the Don Quixote Family. Some of them were quite powerful, but the main members of the family, such as Jorah and Dellinger, were not there.

Everyone was sent out to cause trouble and then profit from the war.

But I'm very busy.

Only Diamanti remained at the King's Heights.

"Shoot him!"

Diamante, who was being completely suppressed, was worried about how to change the situation. These guys he usually looked down on came at the perfect time. As long as he could interrupt Jormungandr's continuous output, he could break free.