"Did we hit him?!"
As Zoro and Killer simultaneously attacked, Law quickly extended his perception, watching two electric arcs slash directly across Bob's body.
Facing such fierce attacks, Bob stood motionless, taking both thunderous strikes head-on with his bare body.
"Heh~ What an incredibly tough body!"
Zoro exhaled a hot breath, his sharp eyes gleaming with astonishment.
During the slash, he was absolutely certain his blades had connected with Bob.
The moment his Three-Sword Style made contact, its full destructive power had erupted violently against Bob's body.
Yet as a master swordsman, Zoro instantly realized his attack had barely scratched Bob.
The two swords in his hands still trembled faintly, as if whimpering to their master.
Fresh blood seeped from the webbing between his thumb and index finger.
That strike had felt like hitting solid steel—not only had he failed to pierce his target, but the recoil had painfully numbed his hands.
Meanwhile, Killer fared even worse than Zoro.
His spinning scythes now bore fine notches as if struck by some sharp weapon, his hands dripping blood that ran down the blades.
"So hard!"
"We can't penetrate his defense at all!"
Behind his mask, Killer's eyes widened in shock.
He knew this man's physical prowess was terrifying, but he never imagined Bob could casually block his attack with his body alone, without even using Armament Haki.
And worse, his Punisher Scythes had been damaged in the process.
"Is this all you've got?" Bob casually remarked, hands in pockets and back turned to the two young pirates.
Only two torn marks were visible on his clothes.
But beneath the fabric, his bronze skin showed no injuries—those vicious attacks might as well have been tickles.
The moment he finished speaking—
Bob's figure blurred.
The ground beneath him exploded outward like shrapnel as he shot forth like a cannonball, his lean frame leaving afterimages in the air.
In the blink of an eye, he appeared before Killer.
Still stunned, Killer barely registered the gale-force wind and overwhelming presence locking onto him.
With no time to react, he instinctively crossed his Punisher Scythes defensively.
Then—
To his horror, a single hand grasped the crossed blades mid-air from.
CRUNCH.
A metallic screech echoed as Bob monstrous strength crushed the scythes like dry twigs, twisting them into a grotesque, mangled spiral.
The twin blades now resembled a pretzel, forcibly coiled together.
An instant later, Killer felt weightless—his toes leaving the ground as gravity released its hold.
Watching the terrifying scene, Killer's pupils instantly contracted as he struggled to break free, yet a hand firmly clamped down on his body.
Like holding a chick, no matter how much strength he exerted, there was no escape.
The next moment.
With a slight flick of Bob's arm, a violent force surged from his limb onto Killer's body.
Instantly, Killer was sent flying under the immense power.
Like a kite with its string cut, he traced an arc through the air before crashing onto the massive horn of the skull dome, shattering the other horn clean off.
All of this happened in just a few seconds.
Whoosh!!
But in the brief moment Bob took to act, Zoro had already moved.
A formidable aura radiated from him as he tightly gripped his two swords, blood dripping down the hilts.
Yet Zoro felt nothing, his fighting spirit burning like a raging fire in his eyes.
One Enma, one Wado Ichimonji—the two great blades gleamed coldly under the moonlight.
In the next moment.
Zoro's presence surged around him, rising continuously.
With a hum, purple flames manifested on the blade named Enma, instantly igniting the sword's aura.
"Too slow!"
At that moment, a calm voice suddenly rang out behind Zoro.
Hearing the familiar tone, Zoro's expression turned to shock as he instantly swung his great blade toward the source of the voice.
Yet the two swords met no resistance, slicing through the air with purple trails—only empty space remained where the voice had come from.
"I said, too slow!"
The voice now echoed behind Zoro again, soft and calm, but to Zoro, it sounded like the voice of a demon from hell.
He felt as if a primordial beast had locked onto him, his eyelids twitching violently.
He raised his swords to strike once more.
But this time, Bob gave him no chance.
His hand intercepted Zoro's swing, gripping his wrists firmly before twisting them with unyielding force, pouring strength into Zoro's arms.
With no room for resistance, Zoro felt his hands—accustomed to wielding swords for years—turn into mere playthings. In an instant, Bob had seized both great blades.
"Nice swords, but the wielder's weak" Bob said with a smirk, his tone mocking.
As the words fell.
Bob grabbed Zoro with his right hand and with a burst of strength, hurled him far beyond sight.
Meanwhile, the two great blades in his left hand shimmered under the night sky, their sharpness undeniable.
The next moment.
With a single swing, Bob sent the two blades hurtling through the air with explosive force, straight towards Zoro.
"BOOM!!"
A deafening crash followed as Zoro's body smashed through several boulders, carving a deep trench in the ground before finally coming to a stop.
And just as Zoro steadied himself, the two great blades plunged into the earth—one on either side of his head as he lay on the ground.
And at the moment the blade plunged into the earth, the exposed part of the blade continued to tremble incessantly, as if wailing in sorrow.
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