"Who are you!"
Perhaps it was the intuition of a master.
Both of them felt threatened the moment their eyes met.
For some reason, Most had a bad feeling. He was quite certain that the useless eldest prince was not with this person, because the other party had been under his surveillance the whole time.
Hermes ignored him and instead took out a bounty from his pocket.
Compare the two side-by-side.
That's right.
His target was Most, the captain of the Scythe Pirates, a scythe assassin with a bounty of 67 million, and a Paramecia-type Scythe-Scythe Fruit user.
In the original work, this Devil Fruit has very strong abilities.
She was eaten by a man nicknamed Whirlwind Eric, whose ability was to highly compress the air as his hand moved, creating slashes like wind blades and scythes.
The rising wind can easily slice through rocks.
The faster you wave your hand, the more wind blades you release at the same time, and the more you can gather the wind blades into a highly destructive tornado to tear your opponent apart.
Because the ability is to turn the air into wind blades, the opponent cannot see the color of the wind blades, but can only barely see the deformation of the air, and thus deduce the direction of the wind blade attack.
If used properly, one can defeat an opponent without them noticing.
Without a doubt, this is a very powerful Devil Fruit.
His tearing power is unparalleled, making him a unique swordsman.
However, it also has drawbacks, namely, the ability to perceive sight.
"You are the Scythe Killer Most?"
Hermes's rudeness immediately darkened Most's face.
Moster was a ruthless man who didn't talk much. He raised his hand and waved it, creating an invisible scythe-like wind blade that tore towards Hermes.
Quick and accurate.
Most people would be taken down by him in one blow if they were caught off guard; this has been proven many times, so Most is very confident.
However, Hermes was no ordinary man; he was the most courageous man in the sea.
The way the other party raised their hand and swung it was obvious to anyone that it was an attack.
Moreover, once he confirmed that the other party was his target, he had already become wary.
Activating Observation Haki is standard procedure.
Therefore, this scythe wind blade was exposed under Observation Haki. Hermes only took a step to the side, and the next second he felt a cold air sweep past, hitting a building behind him and easily tearing a large gash in it.
You can imagine how sharp it is.
When his first attack failed, Most frowned slightly and began to take Hermes more seriously. However, he did not stop attacking and waved his hands in the air one after the other.
Two invisible scythe-like wind blades tore through the air, one after the other.
Hermes calmly approached Moste, and as the attack came, he first stepped to the left, then to the right, and easily dodged it.
Most became serious.
"Anyone who can dodge my attack cannot be incompetent."
"Hey kid, what's your name?"
Hermes Jormungandr.
This time Hermes answered calmly and casually.
Most felt the name sounded familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before, but he couldn't quite place it. But it didn't matter; the other person would die by his hand anyway.
Swish swish! ! !
They did not continue the conversation.
Moster swung his hands out in rapid succession, like wheels of fire, and in just a second, more than a dozen scythe-like wind blades surged toward Hermes.
The air was visibly tearing and rubbing together. Hermes took a deep breath and focused his Observation Haki at a high intensity because there were too many attacks from the opponent.
This is difficult to avoid.
However, this environment is more suitable for improving Observation Haki and physical coordination, but it is very dangerous.
call! ! !
A burning sensation came from her arm; Hermes was injured.
The ground around them was also torn open with cracks, and it was made of blue bricks and large stones. If Hermes hadn't dodged quickly, his hand might have been on the ground.
"Is the sight of sex domineering?"
Most glanced at the wound on Hermes' arm, pondered for a moment, and then sneered.
To survive so many of his attacks with only minor injuries, he couldn't think of any other power besides Observation Haki.
Before coming to the Kingdom of Prodens, he, Scythe Killer Most, had also sailed the seas. He wasn't exactly a worldly-wise pirate, but he wasn't the kind of country bumpkin either.
The enemies he had encountered in the past were not without Observation Haki, but they all died under his wind blades in the end.
So it's nothing.
"Wind Blade Flurry."
A new wave of attacks is coming.
Moster swung his hands even faster.
The dense, scythe-like wind blades, like an invisible swarm of bees, enveloped Hermes all at once. At such a density, even those with Observation Haki would find it impossible to evade them.
No wonder Most was so confident.
Sometimes Observation Haki is indeed a bug, but if there are enough attacks, and they are dense enough, suppressing all room for dodging, then even if you can detect the attack trajectory, it won't help.
Therefore, Hermes' expression turned serious.
His Observation Haki gave him the feeling that there were attacks all in front of him. His opponent was clever enough to block his escape route, which was troublesome.
For others, there was no choice but to endure it, but Hermes was different.
Its size instantly shrank to five millimeters, and with the addition of Observation Haki, the dense attacks it had previously sensed were now full of openings, allowing it to dodge however it wanted.
In an instant, Hermes, like a flea, darted through the dense array of invisible wind blades toward Moster.
This was a situation Moster had not anticipated.
Hermes suddenly vanished in his eyes, and he didn't even notice the shrunken Hermes. How big could five millimeters be? Plus, with the dust and gravel kicked up by the wind blades as they sliced through the ground, it was even harder to detect.
Moster has neither Observation Haki nor very good eyesight, so he is at a disadvantage.
The attack stopped.
Most was on guard.
His intuition told him that the other party hadn't left, but had simply disappeared using methods he didn't know about.
Sudden.
Hermes, who had vanished, suddenly reappeared before them, growing to a ten-meter-tall giant in an instant. He raised two fingers high, tearing through their eardrums, and then stabbed down like Mount Tai pressing down.
This made Most's hair stand on end.
He immediately crossed his arms in defense, not even having time to use his Devil Fruit powers.
"what!!!"
With a tremendous penetrating force, Most screamed and was sent flying, tumbling all the way to the ground and crashing into a wall. Instantly, rubble and dirt flew everywhere, and the explosion lingered for a long time.
Hermes pressed his advantage, his enormous size blocking out the light and creating a powerful sense of oppression.
"damn it."
"You're the pirate hunter who took down Bomb Rabbit."
At that moment, Most finally remembered why the other person's name sounded familiar.
It is said that the pirate hunter Hermes Jormungandr is a Devil Fruit user who can suddenly grow bigger and smaller, and is also suspected of knowing the Finger Pistol from the Six Powers of the Navy.
The abilities the other party just demonstrated perfectly match.
In the dust.
No sooner had Most finished speaking than a thick, sweeping leg swept across, sending Most flying with a loud crash. He slammed to the ground, coughing up blood, and continued to roll uncontrollably.
The wind seemed to whisper in my ear.
Moster had no time to catch his breath. His face turned pale, and he rolled on the ground, his large foot landing heavily, causing cracks to appear in the ground.
We cannot be suppressed any longer.
Suppressing the pain, Moster unleashed two wind blades in quick succession as he rolled over.
A closer look reveals that Most's hands were trembling and twitching; catching that finger gun must have been incredibly difficult for him.
"Crosses are dancing wildly."
Two intersecting wind blades formed a cross, stirring the air.
Hermes returned to his normal size, his chest bulging, as he prepared to practice his invincible technique, Iron Block.
boom! ! !
A knife-like pain shot through Hermes, who took five steps back and looked down at his chest, where a cross-shaped wound was visible, and his ribs were cracked.
He overestimated the iron block and underestimated Most's attack.
If you don't court death, you won't die.
He was severely injured in an instant.