20demayo Chapter 374 What is there to fear?
Chapter 374 What is there to fear?
Before the words were even finished, Aini's figure vanished from everyone's sight like a ghost. This sudden turn of events left everyone present astonished, even the powerful Golden Lion couldn't help but change his expression.
"Not good!" the Golden Lion cried out, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart. However, just as everyone was astonished, the Golden Lion displayed his astonishing reaction speed. In a flash, he spun rapidly like a whirlwind, his leg sweeping out like lightning, the blade on his leg gleaming coldly, slashing straight towards the position in front of the Evil King.
The attack was as fast as lightning and as powerful as thunder, seemingly tearing the air apart. However, just as the Golden Lion's attack was about to strike its target, Aini appeared before the Evil King without warning, like a ghost.
"Whoosh!" Aini's movements were as fast as the wind; his appearance was as if he had teleported, leaving no time for anyone to react. His hand, like an iron clamp, gripped the tyrannical king's neck tightly and lifted him up forcefully.
The tyrannical king's body hovered in mid-air, his face pale with fear, his eyes wide open, filled with terror and despair. Aini, on the other hand, appeared remarkably relaxed; he stepped back, easily dodging the golden lion's fatal blow.
"Hiss!" Everyone present gasped involuntarily at the sight. They could hardly believe their eyes; Aini had subdued the Evil King so easily and dodged the Golden Lion's attack in such a short time.
It all happened so fast, so fast that no one had time to react; they could only watch helplessly as things unfolded. Even more unbelievable was that the tyrannical king was so easily held in Aini's grasp, and no matter how desperately he struggled, he couldn't break free from Aini's hold.
Enni's hands were as hard as steel, unbreakable, like the world's most impenetrable cage, binding the Evil King tightly within, leaving him no chance to escape. Keep in mind, this Evil King was no ordinary character; he was Alvaro Pizarro, the notorious pirate who, after being imprisoned in Impel Down, had a bounty of 600 million Berries on his head!
Whether in the past or present, the Evil King is a fearsome figure, his name resounding throughout this sea. His strength is astonishing, making him a truly formidable figure. Among this group, the Evil King's strength ranks among the top four, with only three individuals capable of challenging him: the Moon Hunter Katrin Demi, the Great Drinker Basque Jote, and San Juan Wolf.
The strength of the others was worlds apart from that of the Evil King; they were on completely different levels. Yet, this arrogant Evil King appeared so vulnerable before Aini, as if he had instantly lost all ability to resist. The difference in strength between the two was as vast as the difference between an infant and an adult, utterly incomparable.
Even a powerful figure like the Tyrant King was in such a sorry state, so how could these people possibly fare any better? Facing a terrifying being like Aini, they probably didn't even have the slightest chance of winning.
In an instant, a sense of despair spread through the crowd, and everyone's fighting spirit began to waver. After all, the difference in strength between the two sides was simply too great; this was no longer a battle that could be won simply by having a numerical advantage.
It's like this: when you encounter someone slightly stronger than you, you might not be convinced of their superiority. After all, before a real fight, it's hard to say who will win. However, when facing someone much stronger than you, you might still harbor a glimmer of hope, feeling that you're not without a chance of victory. After all, if one person can't beat you, there are always others to gang up on you.
However, the situation is completely different when you face someone on a completely different level. You'll find that no matter how hard you try, you can't pose a real threat. Faced with such absolute overwhelming power, you have no choice but to feel awe and fear. Because your life is no longer in your own hands, but entirely dependent on the other person's whim.
"asshole!"
Golden Lion's face turned extremely ugly at this moment. You should know that he targeted Aini in order to give him a brilliant first battle in his comeback.
So that the world may know his name, the Golden Lion, once again.
Roger is dead, Whitebeard is dead, but Shiki is still alive. As long as he lives, their era is not over.
But to his utter surprise, Aini delivered a crushing slap in the face. Right under his nose, his right-hand man had been captured in one fell swoop—how could he not be furious?
His eyes seemed to spit fire as he stared intently at Aini, his face contorted with rage, and roared, "Release Avaro Pizarro immediately, or I will risk my life to kill you right here!"
However, faced with his fierce threat, Aini burst into laughter as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. The laughter was deafening, as if it were tearing the entire space apart.
Seeing this, the Golden Lion's anger burned even more fiercely. He never expected that this Aini would be so arrogant, completely disregarding him. In fact, the Golden Lion's presence here was specifically to target Aini. Yet now, Aini was saying such things to him—wasn't he being treated like a fool?
Golden Lion knew perfectly well that even if he did as Aini suggested and released the tyrannical King Avaro Pizarro, Aini would never let him go. After all, given Aini's personality, how could he easily forgive someone who had once opposed him?
Thinking this, the Golden Lion's eyes grew increasingly cold, and the strength in his hand unconsciously increased. The tyrannical King Alvaro Pissaro, whose neck was being gripped by the Golden Lion, was still struggling to break free, but as the Golden Lion's grip tightened, his breathing became increasingly difficult. Finally, with a crisp "crack," the Golden Lion snapped Alvaro Pissaro's neck.
In an instant, the tyrannical King Avaro Pissaro, who had been struggling, seemed to have lost all his strength, and his entire body slumped down. Seeing this, the Golden Lion felt a pang of pity, but there was nothing he could do now.