"I didn't expect a Pirate Hunter from West Blue to be able to toss it to the present level, but it will all end here."
Doberman's eyes had no mood swings. Ross was his fault, and now he's going to erase it with his own hands.
Marines standing behind Doberman did not know the truth of what had happened. They were just looking at something different. They didn't expect Ross to bring three high-ranking Headquarters Vice-Admiral together against him.
Unlike the branch Vice-Admiral, Headquarters Vice-Admiral is the real backbone of Marines, which largely represents the limits of ordinary people. As for Admiral and Fleet Admiral, they are on another level.
Looking at the whole Marine Headquarters, apart from the retired and semi-retired ones, there are only a dozen or twenty people actually in office, far from the average Vice-Admiral branch.
Three Headquarters Vice-Admiral!
This is second only to the troop configuration of the legendary Buster Call.
For Ross, a 300 million bounty pirate, three Headquarters Vice-Admiral terrifying lineups were mobilized, which is enough to see how much Marine's top management attaches to the Ghost Hand Pirates and obviously they do not intend to give them any more opportunities!
Qing!
Momonga pulled out the blade and stared at Ross. Cancer also pressed one hand on the hilt of his sword and his eyes were cold.
The whole street became silent and the Marines from the Headquarters were holding their breaths seeing this scene.
Nervous!
Depression!
In this silent, repressed, volcanic field that was about to erupt, Ross stared at Doberman and said slowly:
"It was you."
In the beginning, he only wanted to be an ordinary Pirate Hunter. He didn't need any orders from his superiors to hunt and kill pirate at will to improve his strength and gradually become stronger and go to the top.
But because of Marine's pride and Marine's so-called face, the easy road with almost no crisis was completely cut off and there was no room for it.
Indeed.
From Marine's point of view, it seems that face and prestige are really important, far more important than a common Pirate Hunter in West Blue.
But that Pirate Hunter is him.
Give your life for the so-called justice? Don't kid!
He is not a saint!
Ross never cheats his heart. Between kindness and evil, he chooses neutrality, between chaos and orderliness, he chooses chaos. He is very calm about his position. He never regards himself as so-called kindness and justice, nor does he take pleasure in killing and brutality.
After judging Doberman's identity, Ross laughed instead. There was not a trace of anger in that smile, but only a slight irony.
"I didn't expect it."
"A West Blue Pirate Hunter that was ordered to be killed in a Marine base killed a Rear Admiral of the West Blue branch, then killed a Headquarters Rear Admiral of West Blue and then killed a Vice-Admiral on the Grand Line…"
"It's all very unexpected."
Momonga and Cancer's face sank. As for Doberman, the finger holding the hilt showed a slight tremor. Even as a Headquarters Vice-Admiral, who had gone through numerous bloody battles, this is a moment when it was somewhat difficult for him to control his emotions.
Ross's tone is very dull, but because of this dullness, this sentence pierced into their heart like a sharp weapon and made Doberman's face extremely depressed.
This is the last topic he wants to face.
"Do you remember what I said in the beginning…"
Ross stood there, facing the three Headquarters Vice-Admiral, surrounded by a large number of Marine elites without any expression of fear and panic and spoke in a calm voice.
Doberman's fingers holding the hilt of his sword continued to exert force on the hilt of the steel casting and the cigar in the mouth was almost bitten.
"Enough."
"Everything… will end here!"
Doberman roared and the broken half of the cigar silently fell to the ground. At the same time, his body turned into a shadow and he was holding his sword with both hands with Busoshoku Haki coating its edges, He attacked Ross with his sword.
It is impossible to shake his heart with words.
He is a Marine Headquarters Vice-Admiral, he has arrested and executed many pirates in his life. The peace of the sea has merit that belongs to him and will never be erased!
In any case, from the time Ross cruelly killed Marine, his sins will never be washed away, destroying the Ghost Hand Pirates will be absolute justice!
Buzz!!
Ross's eyes were calm and indifferent to Doberman's sword. He raised his hand as the Busoshoku Haki surged and converged, instantly forming a black hardening and stimulating the power of distortion. He caught Doberman's sword in mid-air with his bare hands.
"No".
"You're just saying the opposite. It's not the end, it's just the beginning. As for the hypocritical justice…"
Ross's eyes were calm as his fingers were pinching Doberman's sword slightly and the power of distortion erupted all the way up.
Even though Doberman tried his best to stimulate Busoshoku Haki and harden the blade with black Busoshoku Haki, under Ross's power of distortion, the whole blade began to tremble, and its arms and fingers continued to tremble.
Whiz!
Just then, Momonga who was behind Ross made his move.
His speed was very fast and almost instantly he came behind Ross. The blade in his hand burst into a green sword energy spiral, which ran through Ross's back.
"Sword flow… stab!"
Looking at Momonga's support, Doberman was sure to hold the sword handle with cool eyes and press the blade to Ross's palm without giving Ross a chance to escape.
Ross snorted as he held Doberman's sword in his right hand and pushed his left hand in the opposite direction and grasped Momonga's blade, shattering the sword energy around Momonga's blade in an instant.
Zi Zi!
Momonga's face changed slightly, but he didn't step back. Instead, he concentrated Busoshoku Haki completely on his palm and blade, forming a left-right collision with Doberman.
Ross would have suffered Doberman's chopping if he fought against his sword, and his sword if he fought against Doberman's chopping.
"Marine's existence bears the name of absolute justice…"
The last Headquarters Vice-Admiral Cancer, holding a sword that had not yet been pulled out of the scabbard, slowly approached Ross with an indifferent and stern eye.
"For the people who are afraid of wicked forces, our existence is of great significance. If you do not have justice in your heart, don't criticize Marine's justice, boy!"
Qing!
The moment the voice fell, he plucked his sword out of its sheath and cut it at Ross.
All three Headquarters Vice-Admiral are top-notch swordsmen. Although their tactics and kendo are slightly different, they are very close in strength. This sword has no fancy sword energy, and all its power is concentrated on the blade, which is easy enough to cut off steel!
"Back off!"
Looking at the three Headquarters Vice-Admiral, the rest of the Marine elites did not come forward, but under the command of their captains, quickly retreated, all the way back to dozens of meters away, completely encircling the area.
There's no point in rushing to such a battlefield and there are three Headquarters Vice Admiral here, Ross will be defeated here!