Chapter 62: The Wonderful Use of Holy Light

Karl shook his head with emotion. Don't say "it's actually pretty good" 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 was faintly visible.

Karl shouted: "Armament: Iron Body!"

The skin on his body instantly covered with a layer of Armament Haki, his muscles bulging, and his defense skyrocketed.

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

It was a pity that Karl's defense was even stronger. Iron Body was by no means an illusion to him! It was a real body of steel!

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

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

If Hancock hadn't reacted quickly and used Armament hardening to enhance her defense, her J-cup would have had to grow even more.

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 again.

"Enough!"

A powerful aura instantly enveloped Karl, rushing straight to his crown. Karl subconsciously let go, and by the time he reacted, Hancock had 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 well-mastered, at least capable of distinguishing friend from foe, rather than indiscriminate attacks.

Hancock looked at Karl, panting. Her eyes showed a sense of resilience; clearly, she didn't want to admit defeat just Move Move 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.

"Caught you!"

Hancock tilted her head to look. Karl's left hand had gripped her shoulder Move Move Like an iron hook, sending waves of sharp pain.

Enduring the pain, Hancock used both hands to counter-grip Karl's wrist, exerted force with her left foot, and flipped her body 360° in the air, then retreated fiercely, attempting to break free from Karl's control.

Rip~

With a teeth-gritting sound, Hancock's cloak and tight-fitting jacket were torn open by Karl, exposing half of her shoulder and leaving her back feeling 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 to the side quickly, tore off the remaining fabric on her body without hesitation, covered her breasts with one hand, and used the other hand to drape the remaining fabric behind her, holding it in place.

But Karl had still seen 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... okay..."

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

The two sisters watching from the side looked at each other, feeling that something was wrong, and hurriedly shouted to the warrior women: "Empress Snake's Gorgon curse is about to erupt! Everyone, retreat immediately!!!"

"Gorgon curse! The legendary petrifying eye!!!"

"Retreat quickly!!!"

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

No one must ever see that shameful mark!

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, and didn't want to understand it, but that didn't prevent him from feeling Hancock's humbleness and terror at this moment.

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

After sighing in his heart, Karl walked over slowly under Hancock's terrified gaze. Hancock sat limply 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 Move Move 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 unfastened his Justice cloak and covered Hancock with it, saying 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 believe this was Karl's pity for her, and what she hated most was this kind of pity!

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

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

"Shhh~ Don't speak......"

Hancock's body stiffened, and she gradually calmed down.

Then Karl extended his right hand, a golden ball of light appearing in his palm, and merged it into Hancock's body.

At that moment, Hancock's pupils dilated slightly. She only felt a warm current flowing through her body, healing all the injuries she had sustained in the battle, and then it gathered on her back.

The mark she had always regarded as a shame felt itchy. About three minutes later, the itching sensation gradually disappeared.

Looking at the Navy officer standing in front of her with a smile, a pleasant guess emerged in Hancock's heart, but she didn't dare to confirm it with Karl, fearing it would turn out to be a mere illusion and a hollow joy.

"Believe in me!"

Karl slowly drew Shusui and stuck it into the deck behind Hancock, saying softly: "Do you want to take another look?"

A long time later, Hancock's face turned slightly red, and she said "Mm~" with a hint of shyness, loosening her fingers that were gripping the clothes behind her back and letting them fall.

Through the black mirror-Move Move Like blade of Shusui, Karl saw a back as smooth as jade. This time, he really didn't see anything.

While Karl was staring intently at the blade, he smiled at Hancock and said: "Look into my eyes, they will tell you the answer!"

After saying this, Karl took half a step forward, only a dozen centimeters away from Hancock, and squatted down so she could see everything in his eyes.

"This, this man......"