He swung his sword, unleashing an invisible sword energy. In the next moment, he lunged rapidly towards Vladimir.
"Die!" Vladimir didn't rush. He took a step back, sidestepped, and easily evaded the slash.
However, at this moment, the old man with the sword closed in. He swept his sword horizontally, and the demon god phantom behind him transformed into a killing force, piercing directly towards the heart.
Vladimir's gaze sharpened. He saw the single sword split into twelve, each strike fatal, sealing all his evasion possibilities.
"Night Demon Twelve Flashes!"
Swoosh!
Sword light flashed. Everything happened in the blink of an eye.
With a thud, the old man with the cane's right arm was pierced by a sword, blood spilling everywhere.
And at this moment, from the shadow of the old man with the cane, wisps of black smoke overflowed, then twisted and condensed into a figure entirely cloaked in darkness.
"Hehehehe…"
Vladimir couldn't help but laugh. "You actually went through with it. I admire your decisiveness. While my control ability is powerful, under the influence of your demonic energy, I can't keep up with your sword."
Controlling another person's body and controlling one's own body are entirely different.
For Vladimir, it was like fighting with a handicap. Fighting against a master, he was suppressed within a few moves.
"Finally revealing your true form?"
The old man with the sword suddenly drew his blade. Immediately, the old man with the cane's right arm bled profusely.
"It hurts! Can't you be a little gentler?" The old man with the cane gritted his teeth. "Be careful, he can infiltrate shadows and control your actions!"
"I can guess. You stand back for now. I'm not confident I won't get you involved!"
The old man with the sword looked solemn and grave, but his killing intent did not diminish.
He pressed his advantage, drawing his sword again and attacking Vladimir.
The demonic energy seemed to form a domain. Within this range, even Vladimir, in his Shadow Fiend form, was affected.
Of course, this effect was minor. Even if he stood still and let the opponent strike, it wouldn't matter.
However, this wouldn't allow him to defeat the opponent and would instead hinder his progress.
"You're quite vigorous for someone your age."
Vladimir's tone was calm. With a thought, he manifested a wisp of black smoke from within his body.
This wisp of black smoke appeared in front of him, gradually spreading and forming into a phantom figure.
"Summoning another executive? Just a trick!"
The old man with the sword snorted coldly and slashed down with his sword, demonic energy swirling around it, like a demon god's strike.
Just as the dark phantom was about to be shattered by the sword, the figure gently raised its right hand.
He extended two fingers. With a ding, this imposing sword strike instantly lost all its power and was easily caught.
"Impossible!"
The old man with the sword's face contorted in horror, his expression utterly shocked.
He looked at the phantom figure before him, a sense of dread rising within him.
The phantom figure gradually solidified. The black energy surrounding it dissipated, and from its feet upwards, it slowly revealed the appearance of a young man.
"You… you're Emperor Vladimir!!" The old man with the sword's mind was greatly shaken. He immediately withdrew his sword and retreated rapidly, increasing the distance.
"Does distance even matter?"
Vladimir's expression was impassive, his smile absent. He simply looked on calmly.
Those eyes seemed to contain immense power. The old man with the sword felt a sense of trembling.
It was like a god looking down on mortals, the same look he gave to ants among pirates.
"What did you do!?" The old man with the sword took a deep breath, speaking with extreme caution.
"Emperor Vladimir, the captain of the Phantom Organization, an incredibly mysterious figure."
The intelligence reported only one instance of him acting, during which the Four Emperor BIG·MOM Pirates were wiped out overnight…
This was a super expert far surpassing the Four Emperors! A figure even more terrifying than the Dominator-level executives!
"What did I do?" Vladimir's expression was calm as he walked towards the opponent, as if strolling in a garden. "I simply erased your power."
As soon as he spoke, a killing intent suddenly came from his left side.
The old man with the cane's face contorted in rage, veins bulging on his forehead. His left hand gripped the cane and he suddenly thrust it towards Vladimir.
This strike contained immense Armament Haki, all of its power reinforcing the attack.
"Emperor Vladimir!!" he roared, ignoring his injury and launching a surprise attack.
"Scram." Vladimir raised his left hand and blocked the opponent's attack with a palm strike.
With a low hum, a bang sounded. Something shattered, disappeared, and was erased.
It wasn't a concept of being blocked, but rather, it was directly erased by a power akin to a rule.
"How is this possible…!" The old man with the cane's eyes widened in disbelief. "Be careful, his ability is very strange!"
"Noisy."
Vladimir glanced at the opponent. Suddenly, frost power condensed in his palm.
The frost vortex, like a cosmic spiral, exploded outwards, turning into a shockwave that swept forward.
In an instant, the old man with the cane turned into an ice sculpture, his face still frozen in terror at the moment of being encased in ice.
"You…!"
Seeing this, the old man with the sword's eyes sharpened. "What power did you use!"
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