"An imp?"
"How dare you look down on us so much, kill him!"
When some of the surrounding pirates saw the soft persimmons being squeezed, they immediately regained their spirits,
embodying the principle of bullying the weak and fearing the strong to the fullest.
But this was precisely what Abel desired.
Otherwise, in actual combat without any pressure, it would be better to practice shooting targets at the training ground.
Bang bang bang...
Utilizing his agility, Abel evaded attacks while launching counterattacks.
Wasn't there an old saying that a gun is faster than ten steps away and accurate and swift within ten steps?
When dealing with these minions, Abel felt that the gun was incredibly easy to use, one shot at a time.
However, the drawback of using the gun soon manifested: he ran out of bullets.
Furthermore, as a novice, his shooting accuracy while moving was still lacking.
To his further dismay, he had been inexplicably struck by several stray bullets in this chaotic battlefield.
Click, click...
Abel had brought two guns this time, and the bullets were all depleted in a short while.
So, he casually discarded the guns and, along the way, ripped off the [Light Body Armor], whose protective value had been obliterated.
White-quality items were simply too useless!
"That brat is out of bullets, let's go together and kill him!"
"Don't use guns, hack him to death with knives! This kid is as slippery as a mud eel."
Abel's predicament was noticed by the surrounding pirates, who, believing an opportunity had arisen, rushed towards him with ferocious expressions.
"Although this 'stage' is far from the magnificent spectacle I envisioned, with you scum as the audience, the numbers are sufficient."
Abel gripped the dagger hanging from his waist while uttering words that no one else could comprehend.
Shura... Aurora Slash!
Abel didn't appear to be particularly swift with his sword, but the aurora slash formed rapidly surged towards the enemy, creating a dazzling and bloody spectacle!
Without accumulating power, even though this aurora slash only traveled a dozen meters, it dissipated.
However, it left behind a trail of broken limbs and severed arms!
The penetrating property of Shura Aurora Slash maintained its power undiminished during flight.
There would be no outcome where the power would gradually diminish due to striking more than a dozen individuals.
"Sword... Swordsman?!"
The scene just now attracted the attention of many people, as it caused a significant commotion, and they were immediately shocked!
Some of them were knowledgeable, but the few pirates even exclaimed, treating Abel as a swordsman.
Because, in their minds, a flying slash could almost be considered a hallmark of a swordsman.
It was impossible for ordinary individuals to execute such an attack.
So, here comes the question: a ten-year-old swordsman?
What a joke!
Then, they witnessed the child casually swing his sword again.
Swish!
This time, they saw it more clearly.
A two-meter-long, double crescent-shaped arc slash, shimmering with a colorful aurora, instantly separated from the sword, flew more than ten meters, and severed all enemies obstructing its path!
That's right, this was no illusion; it was a genuine flying slash!
The members of the Skunk Pirates, on the verge of being beaten to death due to their captain's sudden disappearance,
completely collapsed, screaming loudly and scattering in all directions.
In fact, even if Abel hadn't intervened, it would have been merely a matter of minutes before these individuals were utterly defeated.
It can be said that Abel's sudden display of the flying slash merely accelerated the process, incidentally providing himself with a certain degree of credibility.
"Damn it, these trash! They couldn't hold out for even a short time."
"But forget it, at least the objective has been achieved."
"Enjoy this grand gift I have prepared for you, Don Quixote Family!"
Having escaped through the secret passage earlier, Captain Mephitis, concealed halfway up the mountain, wore a vicious and proud expression on his face, then ruthlessly pressed the red button in his hand!
Anticipating the entire manor, along with the Don Quixote Family, being engulfed in a fiery explosion!
"Huh? Why is there no response?"
"Explode, explode for me!"
Mephitis was in a panic, cold sweat beading on his forehead, frantically pressing the button.
However, the substantial quantity of explosives amassed by the four pirate groups remained inert.
"No wonder I couldn't locate you within the manor. It turns out you've already arrived here via the secret passage."
As a mocking voice echoed behind him, Mephitis nearly turned around and drew his gun to fire without hesitation.
Unfortunately, the moment Doflamingo's voice resonated, it signified that he had forfeited any chance of resistance.
"What did you do to me? Shouldn't it be what you intended to do to my family?"
"Don Quixote... Doflamingo?!"
"No, you can't kill me, it's just a misunderstanding!"
"I can compensate you for everything. Incidentally, I'm willing to join you. I'm Skunk Mephitis, with a bounty of 31 million Berries..."
"Shut up!"
Doflamingo was furious. How dare this kind of trash dare to provoke him?
So, he controlled the other party and severed his tongue directly.
It was finally much quieter now.
"Although I still desire to inquire about your future plans, I'm not interested at present.
You will next witness true despair, and everything you have anticipated and hoped for will be easily shattered!"
"Thank you. Allowing you to witness all this and then perish in despair and agony is the utmost kindness I can bestow upon you."
In Mephitis's eyes, brimming with hatred and fear, he was like a puppet, following Doflamingo step by step, walking towards the Flamingo in the distance.
Simultaneously, the three pirate ships that had been previously agreed upon had also arrived at their designated locations.
"Strange, according to the plan, Mephitis should have detonated the explosives by now."
"I have a bad premonition. Since a short while ago, Mephitis has been unreachable, and no one answered the phone bug. He must be in trouble."
"Then what should we do? We've come this far, are we just going to leave in despair?"
"Zhuo! Regardless of that guy, commence the attack according to the original plan.
As long as the ship is destroyed, even if we're trapped, those damned Don Quixote Family members will be trapped to death!"
"That's right, go ahead!"
"Fire at will!"
. . . . . . .
In an instant, a barrage of shells bombarded the Flamingo from three directions.
"Hey hey hey, there are truly a multitude of individuals who don't know how to live or die attacking us."
"Cease your idle chatter and protect the ship. Otherwise, when Dover returns, he will undoubtedly be furious."
"Leave it to me, these wastes are far easier to deal with than those persistent Marines."
During the exchange, Torrebol expelled a copious amount of mucus, effectively enveloping the shells hurtling towards the ship.
As a result, the shells that struck the ship appeared to be duds and rendered useless.
Naturally, Diamanti remained unoccupied, and some of the shells that slipped through the net were shattered by his snake sword, detonating in midair.
Simply relying on the two of them, they actually thwarted the artillery barrage from three pirate ships!
Of course, this was also contingent upon the firepower configuration of these three pirate ships.
If they were replaced by three warships, Torrepol and Diamanti would have been long gone.