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Thud, thud, thud.
The sound of bodies hitting the ground reverberated around the now-silent auction house. Those without sufficient strength convulsed and collapsed the moment they locked eyes with Zyhark's deep, piercing gaze.
"No way... this overwhelming pressure, like being electrified, could it be...?"
Roksda, who had almost reached the door, turned back in shock, his eyes wide as he stared at the black-clad man standing on the display platform.
Around him, his weaker crewmates were convulsing on the ground.
In this situation, escaping wouldn't be easy.
"This can't be true, that guy who looks younger than me actually has Conqueror's Haki, which appears in one in a million?!"
The Mad Scientist, his fists clenched and drawing blood within his white sleeves, watched Zyhark intently.
Although they were both representative Supernovas, neither Roksda nor the Mad Scientist had ever faced someone with such Haki.
Thus, mistaking the feeling of being electrified for Conqueror's Haki was understandable.
In reality, the method Zyhark used to knock out the insignificant weaklings wasn't Conqueror's Haki, nor was it Rayleigh secretly helping. It was the paralyzing effect of the Rumble-Rumble Fruit!
The dark red lightning surrounding him upon his entrance was also a manifestation of his Rumble-Rumble abilities.
This display was just Zyhark showing off on a whim.
After all, what he was about to do wasn't something the nobles and wealthy merchants should witness...
"What's the big deal, Zyhark? Even if you didn't step in, these small fry would have been dealt with by this goddess in no time!"
Aqua pointed at the downed bodyguards, loudly proclaiming the might of the Goddess of Water.
Zyhark didn't respond. He walked to her side and gently patted her long, smooth blue hair.
"It's okay, Aqua. You've done well. Leave the rest to me."
His serious expression and low voice made it seem quite genuine.
If you're going to show off, you have to go all the way.
Aqua, who was inexplicably subjected to a head pat: "..."
A blush immediately spread across her fair cheeks—not out of shyness, but because...
"Are you kidding me? In the end, you're just a slave I bought with money. How dare you speak so arrogantly."
"Exactly, Zyhark, you're a slave now. Do you know what a slave is? It means waking up every day and greeting the noble Aqua-sama with 'Good morning'..."
Aqua's pride swelled as she babbled on, her earlier excitement from showing off dimmed by her realization of the crucial point.
Compared to this deeply immersed, foolish goddess, Zyhark's earlier display now seemed lackluster.
Summary: Two clowns.
"How dare you do such an offensive act to me! You, and everyone here, will die!!"
In the midst of the commotion, the previously knocked-out Celestial Dragon Charlos staggered to his feet from the broken wooden boards.
It was evident that the square headgear on his head had been shattered, revealing a swollen pig-faced left side with clear marks from Aqua's fists.
Though the divine punch wasn't fatal, it caused considerable suffering for the high-and-mighty Celestial Dragon.
As he cursed, the disheveled Charlos pulled out his golden pistol, his expression twisted in rage, and fired three shots at the nearest target, Zyhark.
The bullets instantly pierced through Zyhark's fragile flesh, leaving visible holes in his head, throat, and heart!
To be fair, the Celestial Dragon's aim was quite ruthless, with all three shots targeting lethal spots.
Unfortunately...
Crackle, crackle.
The holes in Zyhark's body crackled with electricity, and under Charlos' panic-stricken gaze, Zyhark's body quickly regenerated, not even his clothes were damaged!
Ignoring the shocked onlookers, Zyhark, his black cloak billowing, took slow steps, approaching the isolated Celestial Dragon.
"A mere slave, a mere slave, die already!"
In his panic, Charlos noticed the slave collar around Zyhark's neck.
Delighted, he quickly pulled a remote from his Celestial Dragon uniform pocket.
This special device provided by the auction house could control the slave collar bombs within three meters to prevent slaves from suddenly attacking.
Without hesitation, the crazed Charlos pressed the detonation button.
Beep beep beep! Zyhark's collar immediately lit up with a crimson glow, followed by a loud explosion, enveloping the area in black smoke.
"Haha, hahaha, a lowly slave should be blown to pieces!"
Charlos laughed maniacally.
But his laughter quickly ceased.
Through his trembling gaze, a black-clad figure emerged from the thick smoke, walking steadily out of the explosion.
Despite being at the epicenter, Zyhark was completely unharmed! Even the slave collar on the nearby mermaid had lost its explosive power, enveloped in divine water.
Thanks to the protection of the Goddess of Water, the innocent mermaid girl was unharmed.
"Do you know why I didn't make you pass out like those bodyguards?"
Standing close, Zyhark looked down at the terrified, paralyzed Charlos.
"Please, please don't kill me. What do you want? Treasure? Women? Power? I can give you all of it, just don't kill me."
Despite their high status, Celestial Dragons cherished their lives. Knowing he was no match for Zyhark, Charlos resorted to groveling, shamelessly begging for mercy.
However, his eyes glinted with malice, his thoughts revealing: Damn Marines, I've been attacked for so long, why haven't they sent an Admiral yet!
After this incident, I will definitely report this harshly to the Five Elders! His plea was merely a clumsy attempt to buy time.
Zyhark, aware of Charlos' true intentions, clasped his hands behind his back, indicating he wouldn't attack:
"You misunderstood. We commoners wouldn't dare kill a Celestial Dragon."
Hearing this, Charlos thought Zyhark had accepted his terms and quickly smiled: "Well, it's good that you..."
"Oh, by the way."
Zyhark interrupted his gloating, "Have you ever been struck by lightning?"
"What do you mean?" Charlos' face paled.
Those deep, cold eyes gave him an ominous feeling.
"Ordinary people wouldn't dare touch you Celestial Dragons, but what if even the heavens can't stand you?" Zyhark said impassively.
Charlos gulped, about to speak when suddenly...
Boom!!! Thunder roared, and a massive bolt of lightning struck from above, shattering the lavish auction house and landing precisely on Charlos' head.
The intense lightning blinded all onlookers in an instant!! (
End of chapter)