Uchiha Puppet Master, Starting from One Piece.

Purple liquid flowed from his claws; it was his specially made venom, enough to kill an adult sea king in seconds.

Artoria raised her sword and blocked the claw.

The sword and claws clashed with a loud bang, sparks flying everywhere.

This time, however, purple venom splattered from the tips of her claws, turning into countless tiny droplets that flew toward Artoria's face and body.

Artoria's brow furrowed slightly.

She wanted to back away, but it was too late.

The venom splattered on her armor, on her face, and on her hands.

Quinn's lips curled into a cruel smile.

"Venom isn't just on bullets, little girl."

His voice carried a hint of smugness.

"My whole body is poisonous."

He paused.

"You should be feeling numbness in your limbs, difficulty breathing, and blurred vision right now."

"In ten seconds, you will be completely paralyzed."

"In twenty seconds, your heart will stop beating."

His laughter was so loud that it could be heard throughout the entire battlefield.

"This is my way of fighting, little girl."

"It's not about brute force, it's about using your brain."

"What use is your swordsmanship, no matter how good it is, no matter how strong you are?"

"You're finished once you come into contact with my poison."

He laughed so hard he bent over, and tears streamed down his face.

But the next second, his smile froze.

Artoria looked up at him, her eyes as calm as a still lake.

There were no signs of venom damage on her face.

There were no wounds on the back of her hand caused by the venom.

Her breathing remained steady.

Her vision remained clear.

"This...how is this possible?!"

Quinn's eyes widened suddenly, and his sunglasses almost slipped off his nose.

"My venom can even kill giant sea kings!"

"How could you be completely unharmed?!"

Artoria did not answer.

She simply raised her hand and gently wiped the venom off her face.

The venom slid off her fingers, dripping onto the ground and corroding a hole the size of a fist, making a hissing sound as white smoke rose from it.

But no marks were left on her skin.

Quinn's pupils contracted sharply.

"You... what kind of monster are you?"

Artoria looked at him and remained silent for two seconds.

Then, she spoke.

"This is not a monster."

Her voice was very soft, so soft that it sounded like she was stating a fact.

"This is protection."

She paused.

"My scabbard, Avalon, is inside me; it can protect me from any form of harm."

"Nothing can penetrate its protection."

Quinn's eyes widened suddenly.

"A scabbard? What kind of scabbard could have such an ability?!"

Artoria did not answer.

She simply gripped the sword tightly, the wind flowing over its blade, emitting a sharp whistling sound.

Quinn's lips twitched, then he grinned into a grotesque smile.

"Okay, if poison doesn't work, then let's try something else."

He suddenly stepped back, creating distance between them.

Then, he opened his mouth, and a ball of orange light shone from deep within his throat.

That was fire.

No, it's not an ordinary flame.

It is a special ability of the Brachiosaurus form, "Brachiosaurus Bomb".

He compressed the gas in his body to its limit, then exhaled it in one breath, forming a pillar of high-temperature flames powerful enough to melt steel.

"Burn me to ashes, little girl!"

He suddenly spewed out flames.

A massive pillar of fire erupted from his throat and hurtled toward Artoria.

The temperature of the pillar of fire was astonishingly high. Wherever it passed, the ground was baked into a glassy state, and the air was ignited, making crackling and popping sounds.

Artoria did not dodge.

She stood there, watching the pillar of fire rushing towards her, her eyes as calm as a still lake.

The pillar of fire struck her.

The flames engulfed her body, the land around her, and everything behind her.

The fire burned for a full ten seconds.

Ten seconds later, Quinn shut his mouth, and the flame went out.

On the ground, a huge, charred crater appeared, and the glassy substance at the edge of the crater shimmered in the sunlight.

But Artoria remained standing there.

There wasn't a single scorch mark on her armor.

There wasn't a trace of burnt smell on her hair.

There wasn't a drop of sweat on her face.

She didn't even close her eyes.

She stood there, sword in hand, looking at Quinn with eyes as calm as a still lake.

Quinn's eyes widened to their limit, his sunglasses slipped off his nose, fell to the ground, and shattered.

"impossible……"

His voice trembled slightly.

"This is absolutely impossible..."

"My Brachiosaurus Bomb has a temperature of three thousand degrees, enough to melt even Seastone..."

"How could you..."

He couldn't continue.

Artoria looked at him, a hint of pity flashing in her eyes.

"I told you, my scabbard can withstand all external damage."

"Your flames cannot penetrate Avalon's protection."

Quinn's lips twitched, and his expression shifted from shock to anger, and from anger to madness.

"I do not believe!"

He roared, turned his body sharply, and swung his tail.

The tail tip is covered with sharp bone spurs, each of which is coated with venom.

The bone spike slammed towards Artoria's head with astonishing speed and terrifying force.

This blow was enough to smash a small mountain.

Artoria did not dodge.

The bone hammer smashed down on her head.

No, it didn't hit her head.

The bone hammer stopped three centimeters above her head.

It was like hitting an invisible wall, producing a dull, loud thud.

The bone spikes on the bone hammer shattered upon impact, sending fragments flying in all directions.

The venom on the bone hammer evaporated the moment it struck, turning into a cloud of purple mist, which was then dispersed by the wind.

Quinn's tail broke upon impact, the bone protruding from the skin, and blood gushed out.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

He let out a scream, his body jerked backward, his tail dragging on the ground, leaving a long red line of blood on the ground.