At that mont, Diamante didn't even notice Lance's cold, piercing gaze.
He was too busy worrying about the man-eating monster incident.
It had been more than two months since the attacks began. Aside from a sketch made based on a vague eyewitness account, no one had been able to provide a single clue… because anyone who saw the monster had already beco a pile of bones—dead beyond saving.
"That damn bastard… He was just an ordinary man. How the hell did things escalate to this point?!"
Every ti Diamante thought of Lance's face, he clenched his jaw in fury. "If I ever find him, I swear I'll tear him to pieces and unleash all the frustration the young master has poured onto … I won't let him die. I'll make sure he never has the chance to live again, trapped in endless pain and despair!"
His hatred for Lance had reached a point of no return—one of them had to die.
In the Corrida Colosseum—
"I'm the strongest general from the Kingdom of Londo! You pathetic fools think you can compete with for the 100 million Berries prize?!"
A massive man in armor, nearly three ters tall, roared as he pounded his sword against his shield, exuding overwhelming arrogance.
"A 'strongest general' from so no-na kingdom? Go ho and drink milk from your mama, kid!"
Another muscle-bound gladiator, bald and clad in armor, snapped back.
"My bounty's 80 million Berries… what are you scrubs going to fight with? If you lie down and play dead when I hit you, maybe I'll spare your life. Otherwise, you'll all die under my hamr!"
A fat pirate in a traditional coat, wielding a giant war hamr on his shoulder, sneered.
Even before the battle had begun, the participants were already barking at each other.
"Noisy."
Lance spoke casually, a cigarette dangling from his lips.
"Oi, you short-ass—what did you say?! Tired of living, huh? I'll make you the first to die!"
A sword-wielding gladiator glared at Lance, clearly irritated.
Among all the contestants, most were towering giants. Compared to them, Lance looked short—just average height for a normal man.
"If you think you can, I'll gladly let you try," Lance said calmly. "But in front of , you're just an insect… slightly larger than average."
He exhaled a cloud of smoke.
"You little runt—say that again!"
The sword fighter lost his temper and stord over, his face nearly pressing into Lance's.
"Insect."
Lance's cold response ca with dead eyes.
"I'll kill you!"
The gladiator snapped and raised his sword to cleave Lance in half.
"Insects will always be insects. With that kind of speed and power, you think you can kill anyone?"
"Be good—and just die."
Without even drawing a weapon, Lance kicked forward, slamming his foot into the gladiator's face and launching him straight off the arena.
The man crashed into the moat surrounding the colosseum, where a giant fighting fish instantly leaped out and devoured him whole.
"Ooooh! Before the fight's even officially started, soone's already been taken out by a fighting fish!"
"That masked guy in black—he's incredible! He knocked out a gladiator with a single kick!"
"To make sure you all get to enjoy the bloodbath between New World warriors and our elite gladiators, I now declare the battle… officially begun!"
Ding! Ding! Ding!
The starting bell rang, and the arena erupted into cheers. The sound flooded the stadium like a tidal wave.
"Ti to kill! Hahaha! Die!"
"Anyone who dared to challenge first—I'm not letting you live!"
"You bunch of worthless trash! Victory belongs to !"
…
As the bell finished echoing, the arena was plunged into all-out chaos.
More than a hundred contestants clashed—gladiators versus warriors from the New World. The battle was imdiate and fierce.
"Shorty! Don't think taking out one guy by luck ans you're safe!"
A pirate from the New World fixed his eyes on Lance, spinning a massive flail in his hand. "With that tiny body of yours, you'd better go cry to your mommy!"
As soon as he spoke, the pirate hurled the flail with a howl of wind—it shot toward Lance with lethal speed and force. Had it hit anyone else, it would've smashed them into the moat and fed them to the fish.
But unfortunately for him, he chose Lance as his target.
"Another insect."
Lance blew a smoke ring and didn't even bother to dodge.
With one hand, he caught the flail mid-air.
CRUNCH.
With terrifying strength, his fingers sank into the tal, leaving claw-like marks in the steel weapon.
Then he yanked hard—pulling the pirate off balance—and whipped the weapon back like a cannonball.
"No!"
The pirate didn't even get to scream fully. His own flail smashed into his head and cracked his skull open—he was dead instantly.
"All of you buzzing around , so noisy…"
Lance's gaze swept the battlefield, watching the chaotic bloodbath unfold.
"Die. All of you."
(End of Chapter)
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