One Piece: Blue Scale Admiral

His nose was sunken, blood was gushing from all seven orifices, his muscular body spun more than a dozen times on the ground, flew out in a whirl, and crashed into a pile of rubble with a bang, kicking up a cloud of black ash.

"Cough! Cough! Ouch! It hurts! My face!"

Amidst the shattered ruins, Jericho's piercing screams echoed.

He covered his throbbing head with both hands, his face contorted in excruciating pain.

As if Rorschach had shattered all the sensitive nerves in his face, Jericho was unable to control his basic facial expressions. Like someone with facial paralysis, his mouth was half-open and crooked, squeezing out one painful cry after another from his throat.

He felt as if his entire face had shattered.

The brain matter inside his skull was shaking and hitting the inner wall of his skull, making him feel dizzy.

"Impossible! Impossible!"

"I am Jericho the Ripper, the infamous pirate with a bounty of 1600 million! You're just a country bumpkin, how could you possibly possess such power! Who are you?!"

The pain jolted Jericho's nerves, and the shame fueled his anger, causing him to grip the hidden blade tightly once more and unleash a furious roar.

However, what responded to him was the splintering of wood and bricks in front of him. Rorschach's demonic figure was already close behind, completely ignoring the long, narrow X-shaped wound on his chest and abdomen caused by the hidden blade.

He seemed like a monster without pain, completely ignoring the fountain of blood gushing from his wound. He simply raised his withered hand and slammed it down again from top to bottom, like a pile driver!

Bang!

A dull, loud thud echoed from the ground, soil and rocks crumbled, black ash flew everywhere, and a deep crater appeared in the ground.

Jericho curled up and rolled to the side, his eyes filled with hatred. He turned his hidden blade into a stab and thrust it into Rorschach's left side.

He intended to plunge the foot-long hidden blade deep into the beast's body and then brutally shred its internal organs!

"Die, you monster!"

puff!

The short sword offered no resistance, plunging straight in and piercing Rorschach's left side waist until the hilt was completely inside.

"Successful!"

Jericho's expression was blank, but his eyes revealed a hint of joy.

His wrist followed suit, twisting to shred the monster's internal organs.

But the next moment, a gale swept across the land, raising a cloud of dust and black ash. Rorschach instinctively reached back with his left hand and grabbed Jericho's right wrist.

The immense force gripped Jericho, causing him to scream in agony once more.

Rorschach's five fingers were like hydraulic clamps, slowly crushing his wrist bones.

Jericho could even clearly see his right wrist gradually thinning and shrinking, like a shrunken sponge.

The cracking sounds of bones breaking came in rapid succession, causing Jericho's eyes to roll back and him to writhe in excruciating pain.

"Let go! You bastard! Let go of me!"

Tears streamed down Jericho's face, his voice trembling and choked with sobs as he brandished his short sword in his left hand and viciously slashed at Rorschach's left arm.

Pfft, pfft.

Each sword strike felt like cutting through thick cowhide.

Although Rorschach's left arm was torn open and bleeding profusely, the bones inside remained undamaged. Jericho even saw small nicks on the blade of his short sword.

But that iron-like hand still gripped his right wrist, which was now as thin as a noodle, and slowly pulled the short sword out of his body.

With a soft thud, the short sword detached from Rorschach's left abdomen, and blood gushed out like a high-pressure jet of water, drenching Jericho's head and face.

The force of the spurting blood was so great that it stung his face and made his head snap back, almost causing him to fall over.

"Monster! You're not human! You monster!"

Jericho was completely devastated.

He had never met anyone like Rorschach before.

Not to mention the expression that seemed oblivious to the pain, and the body that, despite being covered in wounds, showed no signs of collapsing.

It was this jet of blood, spraying out like a high-pressure water jet—Jericho had never seen anything so outrageous in his entire life.

If that blood were to spurt directly into his eyes, it would probably rupture his eyeballs.

Is this even human?

Even the clone warriors of the legendary evil legion Germa 66 wouldn't be this outrageous, right?

escape!

He had to escape at all costs!

If this drags on any longer, I'll definitely die!

Jericho was a ruthless man.

With this thought in mind, he swung the short sword in his left hand and severed his right wrist, which was still attached to a thin layer of skin.

Then, gritting his teeth, he gripped his severed right wrist and staggered as he ran.

Rorschach's breathing became heavy, and his vision was blood red.

Jericho's excessive fear of him led to misjudgment.

In reality, Rorschach's physical strength was already on the verge of depletion.

The already hungry body was exhausted after a period of venting its hunger and killing.

The excessive blood loss also brought him back to a slightly more sober state from that extreme madness.

The price of regaining consciousness is the rapid onslaught of fatigue, pain, and a constant surge of sorrow throughout the body.

Hot tears, like boiling water, dripped from the corners of her eyes like broken kites, crashing to the ground beneath her and shattering into pieces.

Rorschach struggled to his feet, swaying as he tried to chase after Jericho, who was about to escape his sight.

He couldn't just let Jericho leave like that.

The hatred for killing one's father cannot be washed away even by the waters of the four seas.

He wanted to devour Jericho whole, skin and bones, and make this pirate feel bottomless despair!

However, at this moment, his legs felt as if they were made of lead and rooted to the ground, unable to move an inch.

Moreover, layers of weariness and pain kept assailing my mind.

Rorschach didn't know if he would die in the next second.

He didn't even know if he could find Jericho again if Jericho left the island.

Jericho's figure receded further and further into the distance. Rorschach's gums were bleeding from being bitten so hard, but his body seemed to be rusted and he couldn't move!

"No! No!!"

A deep crimson hue reappeared in his pupils amidst the lone wolf's furious howl.

Just as Luo Xia was about to transform into a ferocious beast once again and devour everything, he suddenly saw a dazzling stream of light that broke through the gloomy sky, pierced the dim sky, and illuminated the shattered Red Leaf Village in a fiery red!

The temperature on the island rose sharply, the atmosphere distorted, and the red light at the edge of the horizon transformed into a crimson mountain wall, separating Jericho, who had rushed to the edge of Red Leaf Village and was about to board the pirate ship and leave, from the sea and imprisoning him on this island.

Sharing a cage with a bloodthirsty beast.

Chapter 5 Thank you

"What is this? Lava... magma?"

Jericho, clutching his severed hand and running wildly, suddenly slammed on the brakes and nearly crashed into the red wall that had suddenly appeared in front of him.

The scorching heat hit him in the face, causing Jericho to tumble and crawl backward.

It wasn't until he retreated more than ten meters that the burning sensation that made it hard for him to breathe subsided slightly.

This real feeling immediately dispelled his suspicion that it was an illusion.

But why would such scalding hot lava suddenly erupt on the coast of Red Leaf Village?

Moreover, it just so happened that a ring wall was formed around half of the island, completely blocking his escape route.

"Am I just so unlucky to happen to be caught in an underwater volcanic eruption?"

Jericho cursed his bad luck, turned around and changed direction, intending to leave Red Leaf Village again.

However, as soon as he turned around, his body froze completely.

Because he saw a demon-like figure that had somehow appeared not far behind him.

Turning around at that moment, he caught a glimpse of the other person's wide smile.

"Hello, pirate, let's continue."

The intense heat baking the earth caused Rorschach's stiff body to regain a sliver of vitality.

He felt his body could move again.

Forcibly suppressing the omnipresent weariness and pain, Rorschach gradually closes in on the despairing Jericho.

"No...don't come any closer! Waaah! Get away from me! You monster! Stay away from me!"

Jericho spoke with a lisp, his tongue was swollen and painful, and his mouth tasted of blood.

His severed right hand was throbbing with pain, making his vision go black.

It is already quite remarkable that he has been able to sustain this path with his willpower.

When he faced Luo Xia again, who had left a huge shadow in his heart, he could no longer move his feet and stood still, his body trembling.

Fear overwhelmed him, and pain clouded his consciousness.

He cried.

Like a child, she slowly slumped down, knelt before Luo Xia's tall body, and choked back sobs, her body trembling like a leaf.

"I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong, please, please let me go, I will never be a pirate again, please don't kill me, sob sob sob."

With a clang, the short sword fell to the ground, and Jericho clutched his severed wrist and wailed.

Tears streamed down his face.

"Please don't kill me. My wife is waiting for me to come home, and I have a baby who is just a month old. His name is Jamie. He is very cute. He is so young and cannot lose his father."