Chapter 102: The Wonderful Use of Holy Light

Karl shook his head with emotion. Don't be a hypocrite later!

"Great Perfume Femur!"

This was a wide-open kicking technique. Hancock leaped into the air, raised her right leg high, and slashed fiercely at Karl, the mysterious triangle area faintly visible.

Karl shouted: "Armament: Iron Body!"

A layer of Armament Haki instantly covered his skin, his muscles bulged, and his defense skyrocketed.

Letting Hancock's thigh slash down onto his shoulder, Karl's body sank suddenly, his feet sinking into the deck, and cracks appeared all around, showing how powerful Hancock's strike was.

It was a pity that Karl's defense was even stronger. To him, Iron Body was definitely not an illusion! It was a real steel body!

"The power is enough, but the accuracy is still a bit lacking!"

Karl reached out and grabbed Hancock's thigh like lightning, shouting and throwing her onto the deck, face and chest first.

If Hancock hadn't reacted quickly and used Armament Haki hardening to strengthen her defense, her J-cup would have grown even larger.

But it wasn't over yet. Karl had no intention of stopping, continuing to grab Hancock's leg and swinging it behind his back, then swinging it forward after swinging it behind.

"Enough!"

A powerful aura instantly enveloped Karl, rushing straight to his crown. Karl subconsciously let go, and by the time he reacted, Hancock had already escaped his clutches.

"Conqueror's Haki, interesting!"

Seeing the onlookers around who were still fine, Karl immediately understood that Hancock's Conqueror's Haki was quite good, at least she could distinguish friend from foe, rather than attacking indiscriminately.

Hancock looked at Karl, panting, her eyes filled with tenacity. It was clear she didn't want to admit defeat just like that.

"Go to hell!"

After Hancock's breathing gradually calmed down, she rushed toward Karl, kicking and punching. At this moment, she had lost her composure, which meant her Observation Haki was useless.

Karl, who remained calm, dodged every one of Hancock's attacks with ease. The moment she revealed a flaw, he suddenly reached out his left hand.

"Got you!"

Hancock tilted her head to look, and Karl's left hand was gripping her shoulder, as if hooked by an iron hook, causing waves of sharp pain.

Enduring the pain, Hancock grabbed Karl's wrist with both hands, exerted force with her left foot, and nimbly flipped 360° in the air, then retreated fiercely, attempting to escape Karl's control.

Rip~

With a teeth-grinding sound, Hancock's cloak and tight-fitting jacket were torn open by Karl, her fragrant shoulders half-exposed, her jade back slightly cool.

Hancock's pupils shrank to a point, her face turned pale in an instant, and her expression was full of anxiety and panic...

The next second, Hancock turned her body quickly, tore off the remaining fabric on her body without hesitation, covered her chest with one hand, and draped the remaining fabric behind her with the other, pressing it down.

But Karl still saw the mark, even if it was just a fleeting glance.

Looking at Karl's surprised eyes, Hancock's voice trembled slightly: "I admit defeat! I will go to Navy Headquarters with you. Give me back my clothes! Please, please..."

The current Hancock seemed to have lost all her pride, her entire aura plummeting, a world of difference from her arrogant appearance just now.

The two sisters watching from the side looked at each other, feeling that something was wrong, and hurriedly shouted to the female warriors: "Empress-sama's Gorgon Curse is about to erupt! Everyone, retreat immediately!!!"

"Gorgon Curse! The legendary Eye of Petrification!!!"

"Retreat quickly!!!"

Under the sisters' scolding, the onlookers were driven away. In an instant, only Karl and Hancock were left on the ship. The two sisters looked at their sister worriedly and quickly walked back to the cabin.

No one must see that mark of shame!

Seeing Hancock's tearful appearance, Karl frowned slightly. Although he didn't know much about Hancock, he remembered very clearly that she had once been a slave to the Celestial Dragons.

The reason Hancock chose to surrender so decisively was probably because she was afraid he would see the unspeakable brand on her back, called the "Hoof of the Celestial Dragon."

Karl didn't understand this feeling of humiliation, nor did he want to understand it, but it didn't prevent him from feeling Hancock's humbleness and terror at this moment.

Celestial Dragons, one of the greatest scourges in the world.

After sighing in his heart, Karl walked over slowly in Hancock's terrified eyes. Hancock sat paralyzed on the ground, curled up, as if this could give her a sense of security.

Karl got closer and closer to her...

"No! Don't come over!"

Hancock showed her toughness to Karl like a frightened wild cat, attempting to retain her last bit of dignity, but her slightly trembling body had already exposed her current mood.

Karl didn't say a word. He took off the justice cloak behind him, covered Hancock with it, and said calmly: "I didn't see anything."

"No, you clearly saw it, otherwise why would you have that look in your eyes!"

Karl's unintentional words touched Hancock's fragile heart, making her mistakenly think this was Karl's pity for her, and what she hated most was this kind of pity!

"Yes! That's right, just like you think! But I don't need your pity! Take your clothes and get out! Get as far away as... Mmph~"

Karl stepped forward quickly and covered Hancock's mouth with his hand. Hancock's body stiffened, her fists clenched tightly, her nails almost piercing her palms.

"Shhh~ don't speak......" ===== CHAPTER 104 =====