Chapter 7: Celestial Fragrance Scramble (Part 2)
And as another batch of killer bees took to the air, the woman raised her hand, and several rings of light spread out.
It really is the Slow-Slow Beam!
Seeing the Slow-Slow Beam being used by a woman, Buggy felt a bit disoriented at this moment. The ability used by Silver Fox Foxy twenty years later was actually appearing on a woman now. This meant that if his little butterfly wings hadn't disturbed the history of the pirate world, then this woman was destined not to live much longer.
But no matter how long she had left to live, trying to snatch the Celestial Fragrance was not an option.
Calming his thoughts, Buggy slid directly down from the tree and then slowly crept towards the woman's back.
Buggy had made up his mind. He would strike after that brute finished clearing out the killer bees. As long as one hit could make the woman lose her combat ability, the remaining man was nothing to fear.
It had to be said, there were indeed many killer bees in the ditch, but they couldn't withstand the sweeping attacks of the spiked club, which cleared them out片片 (area by area/in swathes). Soon, when no more killer bees rose into the air, Buggy had also arrived not far behind the woman, just waiting for the moment she let her guard down.
In the next second, seeing no more killer bees appearing, the woman, after seeing the man nod at her, immediately stepped forward, preparing to enter the ditch.
Now is the time!
The moment he saw the woman step forward, Buggy instantly rushed out, swinging his fist towards the woman's back.
Although he disliked sneak attacks, when facing the slowing ability, Buggy still chose the very pragmatic method of a cheap shot. Pirates, after all, resorting to any means to achieve their goals was quite normal.
One must know, after training in Eight Extremities Fist for two years, although Buggy had no actual combat experience against people, the power he had developed was definitely not weak. He didn't use a specific technique, but it was a punch thrown in the way that most easily generated force. Its power had reached the point where, even without using his abilities, he could leave cracks on the hard mountain wall of the Red Line.
Well, if it were an ordinary ability user, they should have collapsed at the sound of Buggy's sneak attack.
However, that was for ordinary people. Those who had mastered Haki were not within this scope.
For two people to dare to come deep into the forest alone and start fighting so casually without any precautions, relying solely on Devil Fruit abilities was a bit too arrogant. If Buggy had thought about it more carefully, he would have noticed these unusual subtle details. However, Buggy didn't pay attention, so Buggy struck.
But just as he launched his attack, Buggy saw the woman suddenly turn around. With a disdainful sneer on her lips, she pointed a finger at Buggy, and the Slow-Slow Beam instantly enveloped him.
"Sh... crap..." By the time Buggy reacted and spoke, he had already been hit.
Feeling his speed suddenly halt, Buggy now understood. The woman had discovered him from the very beginning; otherwise, she couldn't have turned around at the exact moment of his sneak attack.
Are there Haki masters in the East Blue too? The answer is yes!
Before Buggy could think much more, a cold glint of light came towards him. In the next second, Buggy, who was running forward, was instantly split in two, one half slightly faster in front, the other half a bit slower behind.
"Huh?!"
Not seeing a splash of blood, the woman was clearly very surprised.
"So, an ability user who isn't afraid of being cut. No wonder you had the guts to launch a sneak attack. Gabel, you come deal with him." Seeing that her slash didn't have the desired effect, the woman immediately called the man over. At this moment, Buggy had only been slowed for ten seconds.
Hearing the woman's voice, the man in the ditch immediately leaped high towards Buggy, his spiked club crashing down on Buggy's body as he descended.
Watching the shadow engulfing him draw closer and closer, Buggy knew it was useless no matter how anxious he felt, because he knew very well that even using the emergency escape technique wouldn't work; his body would be hit before he could fully separate.
The only thing he could possibly do was see if he could raise his hand in time to block.
Thwack! Buggy, who couldn't raise his hand in time, was hit squarely on the side of his head. Blood slowly trickled from his mouth, but Buggy wasn't sent flying; the slowing ability was still in effect.
The man, after landing, showed no mercy upon seeing this scene. He lifted his spiked club and swept it across Buggy's body, followed by a heavy kick. For the remaining time, the man didn't pause at all; almost every two seconds, a heavy blow landed on Buggy.
Feeling the pain slowly spreading through his body, Buggy knew he had messed up today, messed up due to his own underestimation of the enemy.
Once thirty seconds passed, as the man's final blow landed on Buggy, Buggy was finally sent flying. After a loud crash, Buggy, having broken several trees, finally came to a stop under the shade of some trees.
Only at this moment did blood spray out uncontrollably.
Watching the man with a savage grin on his face get closer and closer, Buggy, his face covered in blood, had a very calm expression in his eyes. Although he didn't know what death tasted like, he had died once before. To say he was afraid wasn't really true. The worst that could happen was just meeting that bearded man again.
Before being seriously injured, Buggy truly couldn't achieve this current mindset of facing death directly. Now that he had this calm attitude, he was about to die. It had to be said, this was truly ironic.
Is this it? I'm not resigned!
Giving up like this? I'm not resigned!
Ending like this? I'm not resigned!
I clearly haven't had the chance to do anything, how can I die so pathetically here? At the hands of nobodies?
This is the pirate world I dreamed of entering! How can I be willing to die like this without even experiencing the feeling of roaming the four seas?
I cannot accept the fate of being killed by a mere passerby!
I cannot accept being buried here before even setting out to sea!
I cannot accept a journey that ends before it even begins!
The more he thought, the more unsettled Buggy's heart became. An invisible restraint made it difficult for Buggy to suppress his anger. A surge of energy, needing to break through everything, was roiling within him.
"You must be that hunter who often wanders in the forest. How dare you attack the leader of our Terror Bandit Gang! You deserve to die! Since you deserve to die, then go die!" After speaking, the man raised his spiked club, his emotionless eyes preparing to watch this red-nosed person perish under his weapon.
And watching that raised spiked club, Buggy's pupils suddenly began to flicker rapidly. As the unwillingness pent up inside him grew stronger, Buggy's pupils also constricted sharply.
The instant the spiked club reached its highest point, Buggy's pupils had shrunk into a black dot. At that moment, a crisp "crack" suddenly sounded in Buggy's mind.
In the next instant, a perceptible special power surged forth from his body, pushing the pent-up breath towards his mouth.
"Get lost!"
(End of this chapter)