Accompanied by the tremendous noise, a massive fireball surged into the air, completely engulfing Lancelot.
The powerful shockwave from the explosion swept outward in all directions like a violent hurricane, centered on the blast point.
The windows of all nearby buildings shattered under the terrifying force, breaking into countless tiny fragments that scattered everywhere.
The sound of shattering glass echoed incessantly.
"A-ba-ba-ba-ba!" Seeing his attack succeed, Apoo couldn't help but laugh triumphantly, though his laughter was quite distinctive.
His previously tense face relaxed completely, replaced by an arrogant and overbearing expression.
He thought to himself, 'So that's all there is to it!'
However, in the very next moment, the contemptuous smile on his face froze stiffly at the corners of his mouth.
The reason was simple: as the fierce flames from the violent explosion gradually dissipated, Lancelot stood completely unharmed and unscathed in the same spot.
Not only that, but the gaze he now directed at Apoo was filled with hostility and malice.
In a flash, Lancelot forcefully pushed off with both legs, propelling himself into the sky like an arrow released from its bow.
"BANG! BANG! BANG!"
Amidst a series of heavy thuds, Lancelot took consecutive steps mid-air, his figure flickering like a hypersonic fighter jet streaking across the sky.
His speed was unbelievably fast, and in the blink of an eye, he had already closed in on Apoo.
Upon witnessing this, Apoo couldn't help but gasp sharply, his pupils contracting to needle-point size as a chill rapidly spread up his spine.
Not daring to hesitate in the slightest, he immediately focused his entire being into a state of high alert.
Yet contrary to his wishes, despite Apoo's desperate efforts to respond, the disparity in strength between him and Lancelot was simply too vast—they were not even operating on the same level.
Thus, before Apoo could execute any effective countermeasure, Lancelot had already materialized before him like a phantom, heralding the onset of a breathtakingly fierce battle...
"Scraping Disk - Slash!"
With an angry roar, Apoo unleashed a powerful sonic wave from his mouth that instantly condensed into a razor-sharp slash, cutting through the air like lightning as it shot straight toward Lancelot.
Apoo's movements flowed seamlessly, executed in one fluid motion, clearly demonstrating his astonishing reaction speed.
Yet faced with such a swift attack, Lancelot remained exceptionally calm and composed. He merely narrowed his eyes slightly, a faint, disdainful smile curling at the corners of his lips.
Just as the sonic slash was about to strike him, Lancelot unhurriedly raised his right hand and casually flicked it aside.
What happened next was astonishing—the once ferocious and unstoppable sonic slash seemed to be brushed aside by an invisible hand, abruptly changing its trajectory and veering off to the side.
Simultaneously, Lancelot's left hand shot toward Apoo with lightning speed.
Apoo's eyes widened in terror, his face a mask of disbelief.
He watched helplessly as Lancelot's palm loomed larger in his vision, but the opponent's speed was so overwhelming that he had no time to evade.
In the blink of an eye, Lancelot's hand clamped down on Apoo's entire head like an iron vise.
'It's over!'
Those two words echoed incessantly in Apoo's mind.
His eyes wide with horror, he stared at Lancelot before him.
Fear surged through him like a tidal wave, drowning out all other thoughts.
In that split second, Lancelot abruptly yanked forward, his left hand gripping Apoo's head like a vice before slamming it downward with immense force.
Instantly, a terrifying power erupted from Lancelot.
Apoo had no time to react—the overwhelming force rendered him completely powerless to resist.
He felt like a fragile puppet, utterly at the mercy of his opponent.
"BOOM..."
Accompanied by a deafening roar, Apoo's head smashed into the solid wall like a cannonball.
Just like that, Apoo's head was deeply embedded in the wall, while his body remained outside, forming an extremely bizarre posture.
But it didn't end there.
As Lancelot slowly released his grip and let go of Apoo, something unexpected occurred.
A series of "crack, crack" sounds emerged, and centered around Apoo's head, fine fissures began to spread across the originally smooth wall surface.
These cracks rapidly expanded like a spiderweb, covering the entire wall in an instant.
As time passed, the fissures grew larger and deeper, as if threatening to tear the entire structure apart. Each crack resembled a grotesque maw, devouring everything around it.
Before long, the entire wall was covered in a dense network of fractures, looking precarious and on the verge of collapse.
"CRASH..."
Finally, after enduring prolonged impact and damage, the once sturdy wall could no longer withstand the immense pressure.
With a heart-stopping rumble, it collapsed completely!
Apoo had no time to react before being completely buried under the collapsing wall that descended like a crushing force.
He vanished from everyone's sight in an instant, his fate unknown.
Lancelot's ruthlessness was simply unimaginable.
He showed no mercy whatsoever, striking with lethal intent from the very beginning.
What was even more astonishing was that Lancelot had no intention of seizing the Devil Fruit ability Apoo possessed.
It must be understood that in these vast seas, Devil Fruits are rare treasures countless people dream of obtaining.
Even for Lancelot, they remain valuable strategic resources.
Yet Lancelot abandoned this opportunity without hesitation.
The reason was simple—this place was too close to both Mary Geoise and the Marine Headquarters.
Here, not even the slightest disturbance could escape the notice of the high-ranking figures in these two locations.
They possessed extensive intelligence networks and sharp insight, capable of easily detecting any abnormal situations.
For Lancelot, exposing his special method of acquiring Ability Users' Devil Fruit powers merely for the greed of one Devil Fruit would undoubtedly be an extremely foolish and disproportionate action.
The risk was too great; the slightest misstep could bring about catastrophic consequences, so he would never take such a chance.
After completing this, Lancelot's expression remained as calm as still water, as if what he had just done was merely a trivial matter.
Without even looking back, he continued forward with casual steps.
The people watching his receding figure couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.
Who would have thought that this seemingly ordinary figure could instantly eliminate Apoo—the sixth highest bounty among the Worst Generation Supernovas.
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