One Piece: The World King Who Emerged from the White Town

As the saying goes, "An inch longer, an inch stronger; an inch shorter, an inch more dangerous."

Given similar speeds, the inevitable result is that the opponent's longsword will strike you first.

Instinctively, Abel immediately withdrew his short sword, barely managing to block the opponent's powerful slash.

Because of the hasty defense, the force was not properly neutralized, and the person involuntarily took a step back.

This retreat completely cost them the initiative!

Taking advantage of his adult body, with his long arms and long knife, the major controlled the distance and kept forcing Abel to parry.

Although this approach may seem like bullying the weak, it is very effective.

Moreover, this is on the battlefield. Once you've taken up arms, there's no distinction between adults and children.

Abel wasn't angry; he simply defended calmly, and then suddenly unleashed a flying slash.

Asura Aurora Slash!

Because the timing of the release was too abrupt, the major, despite being on guard against the move, was ultimately unable to dodge it completely, resulting in a deep, bone-revealing cut on his left arm.

The major's facial muscles twitched for a moment, then he endured the pain and slashed down again.

This time, however, Abel did not dodge or parry as usual. Instead, he inexplicably grabbed the blade of the short sword with his left hand, as if using it as a scabbard, and unleashed a draw slash!

puff!

At the last moment, Abel tilted his head to the side, and the long sword pierced his shoulder, where it got stuck in the bone.

It was fortunate that the gourmet cells in his body had already undergone two evolutions, greatly enhancing the density of his bones; otherwise, he might have been split in two.

In contrast, his choice to trade injury for injury seems to have yielded unsatisfactory results.

The short sword in his hand only made a shallow wound on the opponent's lower abdomen.

"You're too impatient, but to have such strength at such a young age certainly gives you reason to be proud. It's a pity..."

The major, who thought he had the victory in his grasp, couldn't help but reveal a victor's smile. He even pretended to feel sorry for Abel to maintain his image, just as he had done to Señor before!

Although he verbally acknowledges that Señor is a real man, he will not give up the chance to stab someone in the back.

To put it bluntly, that compliment about being a "real man" is more like the victor's pity and charity towards the loser.

And at this very moment, it is the same.

But Abel was prepared to tear up the other party's broken script!

Chapter 114 Ah, Justice

"What a pity? It is a pity, but it's a pity you're about to die."

Abel retorted dismissively, then, with the blade pressed against his shoulder, charged at his opponent once more.

The major hadn't expected Abel to suddenly become so reckless. Despite trying to hold down his long sword, he couldn't stop Abel's advance.

You know, the sound of a blade cutting through bone is so painful it makes your teeth ache! Just hearing it makes you feel unbearable pain!

But Abel seemed completely unaffected, stepping forward expressionlessly and thrusting out his short sword!

Because in the White Walker state, pain is reduced by 90%.

With nine out of ten gone, leaving only one, naturally there's not much of a feeling.

Seeing this, the major quickly sheathed his sword and retreated, then launched another attack, attempting to repeat the same tactic.

But Abel seemed to have become a different person. He neither dodged nor avoided the attacks, ignoring them unless they were fatal, and began to trade blows with the attackers as if he had gone mad.

If you get slashed, then slash back!

If you can't kill me, then I'll kill you!

This ruthlessness was terrifying. In no time, the major, who had several bloody holes and wounds on his body, was somewhat shocked.

Even though he always had the advantage when exchanging blows, he couldn't help but feel a little fear of the kid in front of him!

Because he could tell that the little devil wasn't trying to scare him; he just wanted to see who would give up first and who would fall down first.

"If I keep going like this, I'm sure I'll win! Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Perhaps it was a trace of fear in his heart that made the major somewhat angry and embarrassed, so he lost his mind and stared with his eyes wide open, ready to fight Abel to the death.

After all, Abel's wounds were much more serious in comparison.

But suddenly he began to feel unbearable, intense pain all over his body. The pain even distorted his face and deformed his attack movements.

Taking this opportunity, Abel deflected the long sword in his opponent's hand and then quickly withdrew.

"It's time to hit the road."

Abel flicked the blood off his short sword; it contained both his blood and the other man's.

The disease had spread throughout the patient's body through the wound.

This also means that the outcome was already decided when Abel first wounded his opponent.

The reason he was willing to fight to the end was to avoid any unforeseen circumstances and also to lay the groundwork for possible battles later on.

"Aaaaaah! You actually coated the weapon with poison!"

The major cried out in pain, and unbeknownst to him, horrifying white patches had appeared all over his skin and were continuing to spread. It was believed that it would not be long before they all merged into one patch.

That will be the day he dies!

"Poison? I just smeared my own blood on the weapon."

"It must have hurt a lot, right? Many people in Flevans went through the same thing as you are now, suffering endless pain before finally dying."

"So you should feel honored to be able to understand what it feels like to have a lead poisoning attack!"

When Abel, covered in blood and looking like a demon, spoke these words in a calm tone, many people present were utterly shocked.

Because anyone who isn't an idiot can understand the true meaning he's trying to convey from his words.

Even when many female sailors looked at Abel's horrible appearance again, their eyes no longer showed disgust and disdain, but rather sympathy and pity.

Of course, Abel didn't need these.

"Impossible! Flevans has been burned to the ground, everyone is dead, how could you possibly be from Flevans?!"

"Besides, lead poisoning isn't contagious at all. You can't fool me. Give me the antidote!"

Faced with death, the major had clearly lost his composure and could no longer maintain his previous calm. He was still loudly rebuking and refuting what Abel had just said.

By the time he realized what a foolish thing he had done, it was too late.

Because there are some things that, even if everyone knows them, cannot be said openly.

Especially considering his status as a naval officer!

Abel immediately revealed an extremely mocking smile, "Ha, so lead poisoning isn't contagious at all."

"Don't you navy people always claim to be righteous?"

"When Flevance was under lockdown, and so many people were left to die and fend for themselves, why didn't you stand up and tell everyone the truth, just like you did now?"

"Where were you when the people of Flevans took up arms to fight back in order to live, when everyone was slaughtered and their homes were burned down? Why didn't anyone come to protect them?"

Faced with Abel's question, none of the sailors could give him an answer.

"Ha, justice..."

Countless sailors were rendered speechless or even ashamed by Abel's words.

Especially that last, sarcastic laugh, which was incredibly devastating.

Many people's beliefs have been shaken!

In this eerie atmosphere, the major still failed to receive the so-called 'antidote' and died in endless agony.

"I'm sorry, I really don't have the antidote, and I'm not lying to you."

“The original lead poisoning was indeed not contagious, but after I injected other deadly toxins into my body, it seems that some kind of mutation occurred.”

Abel explained to the dead man, and also to the other members of the family, fabricating an origin story for the abilities he was now revealing.

His current state, neither human nor ghost, is actually the best evidence.

He had even prepared witnesses long ago.

The fact that Señor had once helped him purchase the poison was enough to prove that what he was saying now was true.

"I deeply regret the tragedy in the white town of Flevance. Our navy only learned later that lead poisoning was not contagious, but by then it was too late."

At this moment, the black-haired female navy woman in blue stepped forward and spoke calmly.

With just a few words, the major's 'mistake' was erased.

As for whether it's true or false, that's no longer important.

The important thing now is to boost morale and ensure that the Navy's reputation is not tarnished, especially since this matter involves the World Government...

"All naval personnel, listen up! Continue to carry out Vice Admiral Tsuru's orders. Today, we must eradicate this cancerous tumor, the Donquixote Family!"

Crane's prestige is beyond question, and besides, Flevance and the siege of the Don Quixote family are two completely different things and cannot be confused.

So all the naval personnel put their previous wild thoughts to the back of their minds, picked up their weapons again, and launched another attack.

Just as Abel was killing the naval branch lieutenant, Mahabez also suffered a terrible fate, being shot down from the sky by the opponent using Moonwalk, his shield even being shattered.

Without his shield, Mahabais crashed into the ground and immediately lost consciousness.

The Don Quixote family has lost another member!

Chapter 115 Either let go or die!

The current situation is very unfavorable for the Don Quixote family.

The battle between Doflamingo and Tsuru is still undecided.

The family's officers have suffered consecutive losses, including Señor and Mahabez. Although their lives are not in immediate danger, they are no longer able to fight.