One Piece: New Century Hextech Warriors

Red and white sprays splattered from his head, splashing onto the ground like an oil painting.

The nobles closest to her were covered in chunks of flesh and blood. A wave of nausea and fear washed over them, causing them to scream and run around like a flock of mad sheep.

The slaves, on the contrary, watched all this calmly, their eyes even containing a hint of anticipation.

This way of dying is much better than becoming a half-human, half-beast and being played with.

The remaining nobles screamed and tried to run out the door, but in an instant, several more were accurately shot in the head with a finger gun.

Just moments ago he was calm and collected, but now he was scrambling and stumbling. In a panic, Count Brando led the way into the underground prison, where at least they wouldn't be shot. The rest of the men quickly followed.

Ironically, the place that had just been imprisoning slaves had now become their sanctuary.

Just then, Colonel Mason saw a figure slowly emerge from the void above the large crystal chandelier.

Wearing a white shirt and black trousers, it was Uriel Sith.

"It's you?!"

Mason was both shocked and furious.

He hadn't expected that Sith seemed to have the ability to become invisible, and that he would use this ability to come and murder his esteemed guest.

Sith stood on the crystal chandelier, his handsome face bearing a mocking smile.

"So even nobles only have one life, and they're not much more noble than slaves."

He used the [Night Hunt] ability to stealthily infiltrate the area and remained hidden on the chandelier, silently observing this sordid deal.

Sith finally understood that the hostility he had sensed in the villa came from these slaves.

The navy, which was supposed to rescue them, instead aided and abetted the evildoers, so it's no wonder the slaves felt this way.

He just hadn't expected that the slaves were imprisoned in an underground jail, where his "professional killer" couldn't detect them that far, and Ivankov didn't find them either.

He looked down at Mason from his elevated position, glancing disdainfully at the marines who were aiming their guns at him.

"Go ahead and shoot. I can kill you all if you shoot first."

The tank engine makes him fearless of bullets, unless it's coated with Armament Haki.

Colonel Mason sighed softly and gestured for his men to lower their guns.

"Siss, I had no choice..."

"Stop."

Sith interrupted his monologue and delivered the next line for him.

"I bet you're going to say that you did all this to curry favor with the nobles and give the 13th Branch more resources to fight the pirates."

"You, although you feel bad about doing this, you have no choice but to do it for the safety of more people."

"Am I right?"

Mason was completely stumped by him.

You've already said it, so what am I supposed to say?

Sith never liked watching the storyline when playing games; since a fight was inevitable, why bother with all the chatter?

Mason took a deep breath:

"I was planning to talk to you, but since we can't reach an agreement, let's not talk anymore."

Sith has discovered his secret; he must die!

He suddenly and swiftly raised his hands:

"A fine steel needle!"

His ten fingers rapidly grew countless stiff black hairs, which shot out towards Sith.

The power of the Moo Moo Fruit is not just about turning people into animals!

Sith performed a front flip, dodging the incoming steel needles like a nimble eagle, then stretched out his body in the air, landed steadily, and instantly appeared in front of Mason with a razor step.

Seeing Sith charging at him, Mason swung his right arm.

"A sharp, hairy blade!"

Suddenly, a large patch of black hair grew on his right arm. The hairs twisted and intertwined, tightly binding together, transforming into a sharp black "hair knife," the tip of which was precisely aimed at Sith's heart.

While shaving is useful, it has a fatal flaw—

It's hard to brake when you're sprinting, and you might accidentally run into an enemy ambush.

Mason was experienced; he had deliberately feigned weakness to wait for Sith's fatal weakness.

Click!

The black hair transformed into a blade that pierced Sith's heart, making a snapping sound.

"What?!"

Mason's eyes bulged out as he saw that Sith's body was like an indestructible steel plate, which had actually broken off his hair-like blades.

He was shocked. His own sharp blade could break through the iron block's defenses. How could Sith have withstood it with just his bare body!

"The human body is amazing, isn't it?"

Sith gently brushed away the remaining hair on his chest and grinned at Mason.

Mason took a few steps back, his face full of confusion.

"If you weren't afraid of my attack, why did you dodge just now?"

Sith shrugged and said:

"I'm not sure where your hair comes from. If it's armpit hair or butt hair, that's disgusting. It's better to stay away."

Mason was furious:

"That's body hair! Body hair! Not some butt hair!"

He cherishes his body hair very much and will never allow it to be insulted.

Sith scratched his head and chuckled:

"I'm so sorry, I was rude, but it probably doesn't matter to you."

"Anyway, you're going to die soon."

His voice was filled with murderous intent, and he launched the Shave Step again. Mason watched helplessly as a fist the size of a casserole dish flew toward his face.

"Ripple Fist".

boom!

The powerful shockwave tore apart the mural, shattered the vase, and slammed the marines against the wall, knocking them unconscious.

"Um?"

Sith discovered that he hadn't hit Mason, but rather a ball of fur made of countless black hairs.

This ball of fur, like a giant cocoon, firmly sheltered Mason inside.

Without hesitation, Sith delivered several more powerful punches to the fluffy ball, slamming it several inches into the ground and shattering the marble floorboards.

"Hahaha, you useless brat, even cannonballs can't break through my defenses!"

Mason's smug laughter came from the fur ball.

Compared to offense, his fruit is actually more suited to defense, and through years of development, it has already developed considerable defensive capabilities.

Mason did not underestimate Sith at all. On the contrary, he saw that the kid's true strength was far beyond that of a captain. Whether it was his stealthy infiltration or his body that was comparable to steel, Mason realized how terrifying the kid was.

Therefore, he did not intend to fight the Sith; his strategy was to stall!

The 13th branch has over a thousand marines. Once the marines hear the commotion and arrive, Mason will appear and order them to capture Sith.

No matter how strong the Sith are, they can't possibly take on thousands of people by themselves.

At that point, he would have more options: he could either kill Sith directly or arbitrarily accuse him of "attacking a nobleman after failing to extort a bribe."

Once the charges are proven, even Tina can't protect him!

"Siss, stop now, the people outside are all my men."

"I know you don't understand my way of upholding justice, but there's never just one kind of justice in the Navy!"

"It's okay if you don't understand me. As long as you calm down now, we can talk slowly. I will also explain to the nobles that you won't be implicated in any crimes."

Mason tried to stall for time by coaxing and persuading.

But soon, cold sweat poured down his back. He couldn't understand why the branch marines hadn't come to his aid when the fighting was so intense.

At that moment, Sith's voice sounded faintly from outside:

Forget about stalling for time; your people aren't coming.

Mason suddenly realized something and had a bad feeling.

Despite the huge commotion caused by the Sith, Tina and her marines did nothing, as if they were deaf.

Could it be that Tina is also helping Sith against him?!

He never expected that his marines were trapped in their dormitory building.

"What's going on? Who blocked the dormitory entrance?"

"Let us out!"

"There's something outside the door; we can't open it at all!"

Most of the members of the 13th branch were asleep when they heard the noise on the island in the middle of the lake and were about to run out to see what was going on, only to find that the front and back doors of the dormitory were blocked by something.

"Tina's exhausted. Shouldn't things with Sith be finished by now?"

Tina stood outside the building, her face pale from overusing her Devil Fruit powers.

She had already planned it out with Sith. Sith would deal with Mason, while she would use the Cage-Cage Fruit to create many iron bars while the marines were sleeping, sealing off all the doors of the dormitory building.

Several marines tried to jump out of the window, but were scared back by the iron bar that Tina shot out.

The few marines who were on guard duty and patrolling outside were also dealt with by the people on the Tina warship.

She desperately wanted to help Sith, but she had to stay here to maintain the barrier of the Cage Fruit.

At this point, we have no choice but to trust that kid!

Inside the pom-pom.

Seeing that no reinforcements had arrived after a long time, Mason guessed that the situation was hopeless and gritted his teeth in hatred.

I'm a fifty-year-old veteran of the Navy. You come here to deceive me and launch a sneak attack. Is that right?!

Just as he was at a loss, Sith's calm voice rang out again:

"Colonel Mason, I was just slowly maneuvering with you to see what kind of power your fruit has. I don't want to fail because I underestimate you."

bang bang.

Sith tapped the fur ball twice with his fist, revealing a devilish smile.

"Since you have no other trump cards, I don't need to hold back."

[Professional Assassin LV1: Marks hostile targets within a certain range; attacks on these targets deal an additional 10% damage.]

[Blunt Strike Power LV1: Instantly increases Strength by 15%]

[Infernal Dragon Soul LV2: Can freely create flames for attacks and trigger explosions]

With the three runes fully loaded, the Sith's attack power was stacked to its limit.

hum-

His right fist was ablaze as he aimed at the giant fluffy ball.

"Ripple Fist!"

Impact, flames, and explosion—three forces erupted simultaneously. The fur ball only lasted a few seconds under the scorching flames before it shattered, revealing Mason inside.

"Hmph hmph hmph hmph!"

Mason was caught in the flames and screamed as he rolled on the ground.

Sith walked up to him with a wicked grin and raised his leg.

"Don't worry, I'll put out the fire for you right away."

"shave!"

His legs left afterimages as he trampled Mason, extinguishing the fire but leaving Mason with a broken bone.

Seeing that Mason was powerless to resist any longer, Sith squatted down and chuckled:

"Colonel Mason, you're right, the Navy's sense of justice varies, but for me, I only like one kind of justice—"

"That's the justice of not eating beef!"

Absolute justice, lazy justice, ambiguous justice... in the end, it all comes down to fists.

After defeating Mason, Sith promptly switched to the [Tank Engine].

"Awesome!"

He took a deep breath, and his health and size increased by another 5%. His already small shirt became even tighter, and two buttons on his chest popped out, gently hitting Mason's charred face.