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Rody, who was drinking and enjoying the banquet, hadn't noticed that Alpha and Beta had disappeared from his side. At first, when he noticed it, he didn't think much of it, thinking these two wonderful animals had gone to relieve themselves, but as time passed, they hadn't returned.
Even when he spread his Observation Haki throughout Whiskey Peak, he couldn't find them. This led him to the conclusion that these mercenaries had kidnapped his pets and were about to kill people to rescue them.
But after thinking about it carefully, he realized that this idea was unfeasible. After all, this town full of mercenaries was under the control of Baroque Works, and if he remembered correctly, Alpha and Beta belonged to this organization, making it impossible for them to act against them.
So, in the end, after some more thought, he quickly realized that his adorable pets had probably escaped from him.
But even though he already knew this option was the most likely option, he decided to ask just in case, which is why he approached the mayor and those strange men in front of him.
"Wow! You really have my wanted poster! Do you want to capture me?" Rody narrowed his eyes and said threateningly to the four people in front of him. They were carrying their wanted posters and had puzzled faces, as if they hadn't expected Rody to catch them red-handed.
.....
Hearing the dangerous tone in Rody's voice and the faint murderous aura emanating from him, Mr. 7, Mrs. Father's Day, Mrs. Monday, and Mr. 8 felt a tightness in their chests and instantly began to tremble in fear.
"No... no... no, Mr. Rody, not at all..." Igarappoi, or Mr. 8, seeing that the situation was spiraling out of control, quickly intervened. After all, he never planned to act against Rody, a damn psychopathic killer.
But who would have thought this guy would find their hideout where they were meeting and see them looking at his bounty poster? This is a fatal stroke of bad luck, no matter how you look at it.
"What to do? What to do? Beg for our lives?" Mr. 8 thought frantically, extremely nervous and tense as he sensed Rody's growing murderous intent.
"..."
Just as he was about to say something, the townspeople seemed to realize what was happening and began to surround Rody and his entire group. The once cheerful atmosphere dissipated in an instant, replaced by a tense one.
The townspeople's cheerful faces were replaced by ferocious ones filled with murderous intent and greed. They wielded weapons like swords and muskets and kept glaring at Rody with avarice. It was obvious they'd recognized him, but they still didn't take him seriously. After all, Rody was just a newcomer to the Grand Line. What kind of commotion could a person like that cause? In their eyes, Rody wasn't the so-called murderer they'd been talking about, but rather a big, fat sheep ready to be slaughtered.
...
Seeing how people were beginning to surround him, Rody didn't feel tense or scared. On the contrary, feeling the light night breeze coming through the windows and the tense atmosphere, he became a little excited. For some reason, whenever these situations occurred, his darker side would blossom, wanting to kill and dismember everything in his path.
"Originally, I would have ignored your intentions as long as you didn't seek death or provoke me. After all, your hospitality has been so good since I arrived, so I planned to let you go. However, since you decided to point your guns at me, it seems you want to be my enemy," Rody said as he clasped his hands over his chest, forming a complex seal.
Immediately, the King of Curses's fierce killing intent permeated the area like a tide, causing some to breathe rapidly, as if they were struggling to breathe.
Gulp
"What a terrifying person!" Mrs. Father's Day muttered.
"What... what terrifying, cold killing intent! He's worthy of being nicknamed the Killer!"
"This... this is Rody the Killer? He's a truly evil person. He truly deserves to be someone with a bounty of 50 million berries. His killing intent is so great that he'll suffocate you just by unleashing it." "We can't even fight him," the four people who had seen Rody's bounty thought in horror.
"Since you're looking for death, then let the new kid I just created demonstrate his skills."
"Kuroi hyou" Rody muttered in a low voice.
As Rody finished speaking, the shadow beneath their feet began to writhe, grow, and expand. Before the terrified gaze of all the Whisky Peak mercenaries, a terrifying-looking feline emerged from Rody's shadow.
The feline was black, with dark blue lines running down part of its body. Its red eyes revealed the purest cruelty and animal savagery. Its claws were as sharp as steel. The most terrifying thing about the feline was its height, which reached halfway up Rody's torso, and the wisps of dark steam that occasionally emanated from its body.
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STEP
RIP
The panther named Hyou stepped forward, tearing the ground beneath its feet with its sharp claws. Its red eyes were filled with madness, and the bloodlust of a predator was unleashed upon the mercenaries.
The air seemed permeated with the smell of blood. Cold sweat continued to bead on everyone's forehead. They gulped nervously, and their greedy, ferocious expressions, which had begun to fade when Rody began to fill the room with his murderous intent, now completely disappeared as Hyou unleashed his savage aura. They gripped their guns tightly, as if it made them feel a little safer.
The scene fell into a deathly silence; the only sound was the slow scraping of Hyou's claws.
"Oh, I can't stand it!"
BANG!
A Baroque Works member in the crowd couldn't stand the deathly silence any longer. He screamed and pulled the trigger, shooting Hyou and Rody. The others, infected by the gunfire, raised their guns and fired at Rody.
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
"Shadow Transfer!"
With a whoosh, Rody's figure disappeared and appeared near Nami and the others. He had no intention of taking action, wanting to see how strong his shikigami was.
The bullets flew, ready to pierce Hyou's body, when, at that instant, at incredible speed, Hyou disappeared, deflecting the bullets, hitting some of his companions.
"Aghhhh, idiot... aim well!"
"Shit... it hurts, call a doctor...!"
PLOP!
Before he could finish, Hyou appeared in front of this guy holding his punctured shoulder. Mercilessly and hesitantly, Hyou viciously bit his neck and easily tore off his head. The next moment, blood spurted out, soaking the other members of Baroque Works.
"No, please stop..." Mr. 8 yelled, pleading with Rody to stop his summoned beast, trying to prevent the massacre. But before he could finish, Hyou appeared in front of another bounty hunter, staring at him with his blood-red, maddened eyes. Before he could react, Hyou extended his claws and ripped into his face, causing him to fall to the ground and writhe in pain.
"Aghhhnkugg, it hurts, it hurts, please help me!"
"Monster, die!" roared several desperate bounty hunters as they attacked Hyou. Instantly, his appearance began to change; his limbs lengthened, and his figure grew to a height of 2.80 meters. The muscles in his body expanded and bulged, giving him an imposing appearance. He looked ferocious. Combined with his black fur, those blue lines, and the wisps of black smoke that occasionally rose from his body, his appearance was truly terrifying.
The small black panther from before had grown to resemble a half-human, half-beast.
CLANK!
CLANK!
CLANK!
The men's swords slammed into Kuro Hyou's body, but instead of the familiar sound of flesh being pierced, the sound was as if they had struck an extremely sturdy iron bar.
"Oh, you can really use all six styles of the navy!" Rody thought with interest as he watched Kuro Hyou withstand the sword slashes as if nothing had happened.
"Could it be that the Devil Fruit, with each user who eats it upon their death, retains part of their memories within the Devil Fruit's will?" Rody intuited.
After some thought, Rody knew this idea was feasible; Otherwise, he wouldn't know how to explain why his new shikigami could use all six marine styles.
"It really is a magical world!" Rody exclaimed inwardly.
"Hey, hey, Rody, is that your new pet?" Nami asked curiously, seeing Kuro Hyou's ferocious appearance.
"Hmm, of course it is!" Rody replied as he watched Kuro Hyou battle.
BOOM!
A small bounty hunter flew out, spitting blood with its ribcage shattered, and crashed into a nearby building, blowing it to pieces.
"Quick, attack everyone, attack, kill this one…!"
Before he could finish speaking, Kuro Hyou kicked the ground ten times at an imperceptible speed.
SORU!
FINGER GUN!
Hyou appeared before the man like a ghost and mercilessly used his index finger with a sharp claw to pierce his forehead, ending his life.
SWOOOSH
Kuro Hyou's figure was like that of a ghost. Using SORU from the six marine styles, he unleashed a brutal massacre among the bounty hunters in the area. His fighting style was ruthless and decisive, using his claws to tear flesh and his teeth to crush his opponents' jugular veins or brutally tear off limbs.
BOOM
In just a few minutes, the once cheerful village of Whisky Peak turned into hell on earth, with small lakes of blood forming.
"Hmm, this guy is really strong. Perhaps only Agito and Divine General Mahoraga are better than him."
Rody thought as he took two steps forward and formed three more seals in succession.
"Jade Wolf Totality!"
"Orochi"
"Pierced Bull"
"Destroy this pathetic place!" Rody muttered in a low voice. The next moment, two terrifying-looking creatures appeared from the shadows. Their size was exaggerated. The wolf, for example, was the size of an adult, even towering over Rody himself.
As for the bull, although not as exaggerated as the black and white wolf, its muscles were more explosive, and its long horns were menacing.
ROAR
SNORT
The wolf roared, and the bull snorted as it appeared. The next moment, they took off and began helping Kuro Hyou slaughter all the inhabitants of Whiskey Peak.
SPLASH
The bull, coming from a great race, hit a bounty hunter, destroying him. His intestines and blood splattered, but the drilling bull didn't stop.
RIP FLESH!
The black wolf, the size of a Fenrir, crushed several people with its claws, while devouring others with its ferocious mouth.
CLICK!
RUMBLE!
BOOM!
Suddenly, the ground beneath everyone's feet began to vibrate and crack. The next moment, a ferocious snake appeared and easily devoured ten bounty hunters.
BOOM
After devouring those bounty hunters, the enormous snake's body fell to the ground. The next moment, it began to move nimbly through Whiskey Peak, destroying everything in its path.
"This, this is hell!" muttered an aquamarine-haired girl in the corner, trembling in fear as wails echoed and blood spilled.
Whisky Peak, a town teeming with bounty hunters, became a parade of demons.
STEP
STEP
Rody took a few steps, stretched his arms toward the sky, and inhaled the fresh night air. He looked up at the gigantic full moon hanging above and thought, "What a day for a parade of demons, hahaha!"
BOOM!
The wails and explosions echoing across Cactus Island were like an orchestra to Rody's ears.
"Everyone... everyone dead!"
"Thousands of people died in an instant!"
"How... how can such monsters exist?"
The four members of Baroque Works looked at the scattered limbs, corpses, and ruins of Whisky Peak on the ground, and collapsed with faces of despair and terror. The entire population of Whisky Peak were bounty hunters, and most possessed some combat prowess. They weren't ordinary people, but to these beasts, they were like children. They died without even putting up a fight.
"Tsk, I forgot about you. What an ugly face!" Rody looked to his left and glimpsed Mr. 7's disgusting face. The next instant, he disappeared from where he was and appeared with his hand on Mr. 7's head.
"Eh..," Mr. 7 managed to say before hundreds of fine whitish lines appeared on his body and he was torn to pieces, scattering blood and flesh across the floor.
Rody's face broke into a terrifying smile at that moment; he enjoyed the despair etched on the faces of the other members of Baroque Works.
"No, Mr. 7! You bastard, I'll kill you!" Mr. 7's partner, Miss Father's Day, stood up furiously, her eyes bloodshot and filled with tears. She stood up and, with the frog-shaped gun she was holding, pointed it at Rody, ready to shoot him.
SORU!
Rody disappeared from his spot. He clenched his fist, a faint metallic glow appeared on his arm, and the next moment he punched Miss Father's Day hard in the face, disfiguring her face.
CLICK
Rody's fist shattered her nose and skull, turning her brain to mush.
BOOM
Rody stopped exerting force, and the next moment Miss Father's Day's body flew hundreds of meters like a kite.
"Hahahaha, how cool, how cool!" Rody laughed like a madman as he watched the girl fly with her face smashed into a huge mountain in the distance.
After a few seconds of laughter, Rody stopped laughing and looked at Mr. 8 with interest. Seeing Rody's serene face, but still with the madness reflected in his pupils, he trembled with fear and began to sweat, not knowing what to say or do.
"Well, can you tell me where my two interesting subordinates have gone?" Rody finally spoke to disperse the strange atmosphere. He looked at Igarappoi with narrowed eyes in a threatening manner, causing him to tremble even more with fear, almost peeing his pants.
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"What nonsense! Why provoke the Captain and seek death?" said Bumblebee as he looked at the ruins of Whiskey Peak.