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Chapter 143 - Confronting Figarland

Loki's wounds bled profusely, yet he still desperately pushed forward, wanting to go support and rescue his father.

But unfortunately, he was severely injured at this moment and could not exert much combat power at all.

Loki himself seemed to understand this point, wielding his giant hammer to unleash a lightning strike on Figarland from a distance.

Boom! Crack!!

Violent lightning fiercely descended, precisely striking Figarland and Sommers, who was not far away.

"Don't get in the way!" Figarland said coldly, casually raising his hand to unleash a strike, instantly shattering the violent thunder.

The thick lightning dissipated into countless tiny lightning arcs and electric snakes, spreading everywhere.

"This Giant brat should still be useful." Sommers recognized Loki's identity and chuckled as he stepped forward with his spiked club.

"Leave this brat to me, I have some experience dealing with brats."

As Sommers walked towards Loki, Figarland seemed to tacitly approve, his figure flickering as he instantly bypassed Loki and arrived opposite Kenji.

However, the next moment, Figarland's eyes blazed with fury.

He saw that Kenji, opposite him, was not looking at him but had instead fixed his gaze on Loki and Sommers, who were further behind, as if Figarland, standing right in front of him, was an utterly unthreatening enemy.

Such disregard infuriated Figarland more than a direct slap in the face. He felt his proud heart suffer intense humiliation.

However, before he could speak, Kenji, opposite him, spoke first, frowning as he reminded Loki, "That's not an opponent you can handle, kid!"

As his voice fell, Loki in the distance continued to rush towards Harald, clearly already in a state of rage and unable to listen to anything.

Kenji sighed helplessly, not particularly angry. "These father and son, they truly are a loving father and filial son."

As he said these words, Kenji inexplicably recalled the rumor of Loki personally killing Harald many years later, and burst into laughter.

This laughter, however, nearly made Figarland on the opposite side lose control and go berserk.

"Is it that funny? Then laugh some more."

"After today, you will have no more chances to laugh."

Figarland slowly raised his sharp sword, its blade glinting with a cold light as it swept towards Kenji opposite him.

The continuous humiliations had caused Figarland's rage to rise to its limit, he was like a volcano on the verge of eruption.

But this so-called 'humiliation' was only what he perceived.

In reality, Kenji was even a bit confused. He hadn't done anything, nor had he spoken to Figarland, so why did this God's Knights commander suddenly have such an expression?

"What is this guy… angry about?" Kenji finally looked at Figarland opposite him, but the latter's angry expression left him bewildered.

"Could it really be as some online guys say?"

"Those Celestial Dragons, having acted wantonly for so long, have become perverts among perverts?"

"However, this guy opposite, throwing a tantrum anywhere, is indeed somewhat perverted."

Kenji stroked his chin, observing Figarland up and down as if watching a pet in a zoo.

This kind of gaze was something Figarland had never encountered before, and it didn't make him more annoyed.

After all, he had always used similar gazes to observe other humans. He himself was quite unfamiliar with such a gaze.

At this moment, Figarland was more concerned about the shattered limbs scattered on the ground around him.

"Thump, thump" beating hearts, inflating and deflating lungs, worm-like crawling long strips… various organs mixed with blood, were strewn all over the ground like a street stall.

It was precisely because of these body fragments that Figarland forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and did not launch an attack immediately.

There was no other way. Figarland had indeed seen situations like the current one, where a God's Knights' body was shattered but could not be reassembled and revived, in a certain war.

And that time, even he had almost fallen into despair.

"You… are the Marine's new Admiral, Shirojishi?" Figarland narrowed his eyes, his gaze fixed on Kenji opposite him, recalling information about the other party in his mind.

"Kenji, former Marineford Vice Admiral, entered Marine School at 16…"

"Hey, hey! Who told you to expose my background?" Kenji raised an eyebrow upon hearing this, finding it a bit amusing.

"Alright, don't talk so much nonsense."

"I'll just clarify directly, I'm protecting that kid Loki." Kenji directly stated his demand but received no response.

Opposite him, Figarland's gaze was sinister, his angry expression never changing.

Clearly, he did not take Kenji's demand seriously, and it was even debatable whether he had listened carefully.

At this moment, the crisp sound of blades clashing came from the distant battlefield, along with Sommers's triumphant laughter, like he was teasing a child.

"It seems you won't agree to my request." Kenji pouted, then raised his hand and clenched his fist, Haki swirling around it.

"Are you sure you want to go against us? Admiral?!" Figarland's eyes slowly opened from their narrowed state, his sharp sword enveloped in a dark red glow.

"How dare you defy the command of a God's Knight…"

"Heh heh!"

Kenji sneered, "Does an Admiral have to be controlled by you?"

"What foolishness are you speaking!"

The moment his voice fell, he raised his hand and swung his fist, but did not get up, only using Conqueror's Haki to strike from a distance.

Opposite him, Figarland gripped his sword with both hands and slashed towards the rapidly approaching Conqueror's Haki.

Boom!

The two Conqueror's Haki collided in mid-air, dense Haki traces surging all around.

Kenji shook his fist, preparing to strike again. And his demeanor, attacking a Celestial Dragon with no psychological burden, caused Figarland 's pupils to constrict slightly. He finally realized that this Admiral in front of him was vastly different from ordinary Marines.

In fact, even people from this world who became Admirals sometimes challenged the authority of the Celestial Dragons, such as Fujitora.

Moreover, Kenji was a transmigrator. He simply didn't care about the so-called rules of this world or the "inviolable" doctrine of the World Nobles, the Celestial Dragons.

"Absolutely… unforgivable!"

Figarland furiously stood up, and after forcefully shattering the Conqueror's Haki, he charged towards Kenji at extreme speed.

The "Soru" among the Marine's Six Styles simply couldn't compare to his speed.

In just a blink of an eye, he had already arrived above Kenji's head, holding his sword with both hands, and slashed down with the cold glint of the blade.

Zzzzzzt—

Patches of Haki traces swirled and raged around, especially on the blade, where dense Haki almost covered the entire sky above.

Carrying the might of Haki, the sharp sword cut through everything, unstoppable.

The next moment, the blade fell, slicing "Kenji" into two halves from the middle.

"Hmm?"

Figarland himself was stunned at having so easily killed his opponent.

Then, he discovered that the "Kenji" in front of him had dissipated with a "poof."

He had only cut a mere afterimage.

Unbeknownst to him, Kenji himself had already arrived behind him and even patted the latter's shoulder as if to remind him.

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