"ROOM!"
A transparent, hemispherical cover descended from the sky, instantly enveloping both Mig Jones and Hawkins.
On the roof of the tavern, Law extended his long finger toward Hawkins and Jones.
"Shambles!"
Swish!
Hawkins, who was flying backward and coughing up blood, crashed onto the tiles beside him.
At the same moment, Rorschach, who had been standing next to him, suddenly vanished.
When he reappeared, he was already in mid-air in front of Jones.
"Finger Gun!"
The air emitted a sharp explosion as Rorschach pointed his finger directly at Jones' only eye.
If he could successfully blind Mig Jones' sole remaining eye in a sneak attack, it would be much easier to deal with him!
With Law's ability, Rorschach essentially teleported in front of Jones.
Considering the close distance between them, the chances of a successful attack were very high!
Thud!
"Great! It worked!"
On the rooftop, Drake clenched his fist in excitement.
But Law frowned. "Something's wrong."
In the street, Rorschach, with his finger extended, showed a pained expression on his face, looking at Jones with shock and anger.
His finger had indeed pierced Jones' bloody eye, but!
Jones' eye instantly collapsed inward, turning into a fleshy cavity filled with sharp teeth, like an open mouth of a lamprey.
Dozens of razor-sharp teeth clamped down on Rorschach's finger, piercing his skin, penetrating his muscle, and crushing his bone.
"A strange ability, mihahaha, you almost got me."
Jones laughed heartily, pulling off the black eyepatch covering his other eye, revealing a bloodshot eye.
He looked at Rorschach's pained expression mockingly, clenched his massive right fist, and punched Rorschach in the abdomen.
"You're the ones who killed Trull, aren't you? You've come right to my door, saving me the trouble of finding you!"
Thud!
The sound of tearing flesh echoed as Rorschach gritted his teeth and forcefully pulled back his finger, which was being bitten by Jones.
That finger was now covered in lacerations, with the bone visible in some places.
Without having time to treat his wound, Rorschach clenched his right fist and punched towards Jones' massive incoming fist.
"He's injured! Switch, Law!"
Drake, worried about Rorschach's safety, shouted loudly.
"ROOM!"
Law opened his right hand, creating a rotating wave of energy, ready to act.
At this moment, Hawkins, who had fallen on the rooftop, warned in a deep voice, "Watch out!"
Below, the cyborg Houghton grinned fiercely.
On his broad chest, several metal pipes connected, forming a six-barreled Gatling gun!
"Get ready to be torn apart by a storm of bullets! Try out this Germa technology weapon!"
"Gatling Storm!"
Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat!
The six barrels of the Gatling gun began to spin rapidly, spraying a dense barrage of bullets towards the three on the roof.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The tiles on the roof shattered and scattered everywhere, falling onto the street.
Hawkins stood up, drew his long sword, and swung it rapidly, creating afterimages as he deflected the incoming bullets.
"What? He's cutting the bullets with his sword?"
Houghton's eyes widened in disbelief.
"He's using a fast sword technique; his wrist speed is incredible, so his slashes are naturally fast! Use the cannon!"
Siss grabbed his twin swords and began running towards the roof of the tavern.
Houghton realized this, immediately stopped firing the Gatling gun, and opened the shields on his shoulders, revealing two large barrels.
Black shells whistled out, heading towards the tavern's roof.
Boom! Boom!
Two large explosions erupted, blowing off the roof of the tavern, leaving it in ruins.
Inside the tavern, the fat owner had already fled through the back door with his terrified son.
"Did it hit?"
Houghton shouted, running towards the tavern.
Siss, who had reached the tavern's entrance, suddenly felt a tightness in his chest.
He saw the thick smoke above disperse, revealing three weapons rushing towards his head.
"X! Hunting Ground!"
Drake held a sword in his left hand and an axe in his right, slashing them together forcefully.
His weapons were incredibly heavy, and as they struck, the air exploded with a loud bang.
From the other side, a narrow long sword flashed like lightning, slashing towards Siss's side!
"Quick Draw! Bamboo Cut!"
It was too fast!
Too sudden!
In the last moment, Siss could barely block the incoming attacks.
Thud!
The immense force of the combined strikes pushed Siss back, causing his chest to be cut, and he fell heavily to the ground, creating a large crater in the street.
Drake, not missing a beat, leaped down to continue his attack.
"Gatling Storm!"
Rat-tat-tat!
The torrent of bullets sent Drake flying, crashing through the tavern wall and falling inside.
On the other side, the clash of Rorschach and Jones' fists created a violent shockwave, blowing away the surrounding dust.
"You're strong!"
Jones said in surprise, while Rorschach, gritting his teeth, ignoring his injured finger, kicked towards Jones' abdomen.
"You can't kick here, brat!"
Jones grinned, revealing his spiral rows of sharp teeth.
Suddenly, his thick neck extended like a spring, and his mouth transformed into a massive, gaping maw filled with teeth.
"ROOM!"
Rorschach vanished again.
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