Chapter 370: A sure kill! The first rule of an assassin!

"Roar—"

The saber-toothed tiger roared with power.

Locke's long-awaited, charged strike landed squarely on the fleeing Mo Ansi.

Elementalization?

It can block energy impacts, but it cannot block high-level Haki!

A Haki master is the natural enemy of elementalization!

Mo Ansi's grasp of timing was strong, but Locke's control over the battle was clearly not weak either.

He had forcibly intercepted his transfer.

"Just..."

"With this kind of attack, if you want to kill me, it's still far from enough! Weak power!!"

Taking a punch with his face.

Mo Ansi, whose face was almost beaten swollen, was still arrogant and unconvinced.

A dead duck's mouth is hard; his whole body was gone, only his mouth remained, still hard even in death.

"Not enough?"

"Then how about this next move?"

Locke was not angry; instead, he raised a strange smile.

【One-Strike Kill: Murasame!】

"Heya—"

A blinding blood-red glow erupted in mid-air, and within the shrill slash, there was a bewitching light.

"Wh, what?!"

Mo Ansi's pupils shrank after seeing the offensive erupt within his field of vision.

His entire being was instantly terrified!

A chill ran down his spine.

It was far more terrifying than the sunlight reflected by Najenda he had seen earlier.

His three souls and seven spirits were almost scared away.

Dodge!

Dodge!

Dodge!

Must dodge!!

Facing Locke's point-blank Haki impact, Mo Ansi, who relied on his Admiral status and refused to retreat, looked at the offensive before him and instantly lost all fighting spirit. Fame, honor, dignity—everything was thrown to the back of his mind.

He swung the black blade in his hand.

Without even exchanging a single blow, he pulled back and retreated wildly.

He, who had been somewhat stubborn against Locke just a moment ago, instantly turned into a cowardly gopher.

That!

That was the blood-red light that killed Snow!

As long as it touches blood, it could cause an instant-death effect. He wasn't stubborn enough to gamble his life on the probability.

The terror of the cursed blade Murasame.

Every Emperor-level powerhouse who had seen Snow's miserable state knew it well.

Want to ambush someone?

No way!

If you can't afford to provoke them, can't you at least hide?

The short Mo Ansi, like residual smoke, braced against the attack and fled rapidly.

Panic!

That's right, he was truly panicked this time!

Defeat after defeat.

Falling for tricks time after time!

This time, it even made him feel a fatal threat.

He, who had originally been calm and collected, viewing Locke as a merit to be earned, was now completely flustered.

Not daring to hope for more...

Fearing the unknown impact to follow, Mo Ansi was actually forced to run away by Locke's beating.

A dignified Army Admiral.

Not only was he beaten into a sorry state, but he was also forced into a desperate run by a quasi-Admiral level ability user.

If this matter were to spread and become known across the sea.

Locke's already exaggerated reputation would definitely rise to a higher level in an instant, pushed to a higher status.

Completely confirming the last words left by Rocks before his death.

——The next one! King of the World!

Unfortunately...

This eye-popping piece of big news was destined not to spread across the sea.

Because!

One of the protagonists of the news.

Today!

Must die on this unknown, isolated island!

"Esdeath!"

Locke clicked the final closed loop.

The endless cold current converged at this moment, reaching its peak.

The cold environment on the isolated island seemed to stagnate for a moment, with a feeling of spring returning, but the next moment, a chill deeper and more bone-piercing than a cold abyss erupted on everyone.

Ma! Ha! Padma!

Frost poured down!

Cold air froze!

Making the movement of matter infinitely approach stillness at the molecular level.

Esdeath had been building up for so long—whether it was the surging cold air, the use of the ultimate technique 【Ice Storm Grand General】, or the ice knights detonated at the end—it was all to let the cold air on the island reach its peak.

To allow the other ultimate technique of 【Demon Extract】 to erupt in the shortest possible time.

To desperately shorten Mo Ansi's reaction time.

"Fell for the trap—"

His pupils shrank to pinpricks at this moment.

Layer upon layer of layout.

Endless waves.

Just like a bug that had entered a spider web, the more it struggled, the deeper it sank.

Mo Ansi truly felt fear in his heart this time.

Cannot be an enemy! ### CHAPTER 372