Chapter 109 Supernova Death
"Rogge, stop being so arrogant!"
Kid grinned and opened his arms, and the mechanical prosthesis made a harsh metallic friction sound.
The steel products on the entire street - street lights, railings, and even tavern signs - were all torn into the air by the magnetic force, condensing into a ferocious steel giant arm dozens of meters long behind him.
"Magnetic String!"
The giant arm smashed down with destructive kinetic energy, squeezing the air into visible ripples.
Kid yelled something like "Laozi is going to be the king of Pirates!", as if he had already seen the scene of Rogge being crushed into a pulp.
Rogge didn't even raise his eyelids, he casually raised his right hand and clenched his five fingers lightly -
"Air compression collapse."
"boom--!!!"
The air within a radius of 100 meters was instantly compressed to Ultimate. Kid's giant steel arm seemed to hit an invisible wall and collapsed three meters above Rogge's head!
Tons of metal fragments rained down, but when they touched Rogge's body, they strangely hovered and stopped.
"What…?!" Kid's pupils shrank suddenly.
Rogge shook his head in disappointment. "The Magnetic Fruit has such powerful abilities, and you've turned it into a scrap metal building block for street thugs."
He flicked his fingertips, and a suspended piece of metal suddenly accelerated and instantly pierced through the joints of Kid's mechanical prosthesis.
"If you can't even do basic magnetic field polarization, you still deserve to be called 'magnetism'?"
The atmosphere suddenly collapsed, and the violent air pressure instantly froze Kid in mid-air. The huge mechanical arm shattered into countless iron chips in an instant.
"How is that possible?!"
Kid was terrified and struggled with all his might but couldn't move at all.
"Puff! Puff! Puff!"
Four invisible air blades flashed by, and Kid's limbs were separated from his body at the same time, and blood splattered on the street like a fountain.
The supernova with a bounty of 470 million didn't even have time to scream before he was smashed to the ground like a rag doll.
Rogge walked over to the pool of blood and kicked Kid's pale face with the tip of his boot. "Next time, remember to learn physics first."
This scene happened so quickly that the supernovas didn't even have time to react before the situation was already decided.
"Run!"
Hawkins's fortune-telling cards spontaneously combusted, and he turned and ran: "100% mortality rate! 100%!!!"
Capone Bege's cigar fell onto his crotch, and he ran through the wall without even opening his castle form: "That idiot Kid is killing people!"
Drake (inner joy): (His acting skills exploded!) He panicked and knocked over tables and chairs: "Get out! It's a monster!"
"captain--!!!"
Kira's double sickles, wrapped with Armament Haki, slashed down, but were intercepted by a purple sword light ten meters away from Rogge.
"Autumn Water Reverse Kasaya!"
Iin's black knife drew a perfect arc, and Kira's helmet and head flew into the sky.
The headless corpse maintained its charging posture and ran two more steps before falling to its knees with a loud bang.
Ainn shook off the blood droplets on his sword. "You're just a piece of trash who can't even see the trajectory of my slash."
"With this kind of strength, you dare to call yourself a supernova?"
Kira's head flew up and rolled to the ground, his eyes wide open in death.
On the other side, X.Drake stood in place, his eyes already burning with fanatical flames of admiration.
As a North Blue Marine, he is a hard-core war advocate and has always admired Rogge, a legendary figure in the Marine.
He looked at Rogge's back as he crushed Kid, his pupils shrinking slightly with excitement, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.
This is the real Marine Admiral!
Rogge walked slowly towards Drake, his eyes calm but powerful: "Drake Rear Admiral, keep an eye on Kid, don't let him die, he still has some use."
As Rogge approached, Drake slammed his heels together, saluting with such force that his armband jingled, and said in a high-pitched voice, "Yes, Admiral!"
Rogge nodded slightly. "The stealth mission is over, Rear Admiral."
He whispered, "Time to go home."
Drake's Adam's apple rolled, and a glimmer of tears flashed in the eyes of this tough guy.
Rogge nodded in satisfaction, then turned to look at the fleeing Capone Bege with a cold look in his eyes.
"You killed so many people, and you thought you could get away with it?"
Capone Bege's cigar had long been bitten off and his suit was soaked with cold sweat.
He frantically activated his fruit ability, compressing his body into the form of a mini castle and launching it through the alleys.
"What a joke! Laozi is the "Godfather" Bege!"
Capone Bege felt the terrifying murderous intent coming from behind, his face distorted violently, and he desperately quickened his pace: "Dead leg, move faster!!!"
Leah was held in Ian's arms as she sprinted, her little hands clenched tightly as she stared intently at Capone Bege who was running away frantically in front of her.
"Bege...you must die today!"
Rogge's face was grim. He took a step forward and the atmosphere suddenly became turbulent, like a hurricane caused by a raging wave, sweeping towards the fleeing Capone Bege.
Capone Bege gasped for breath and finally stopped running away.
He took a deep breath, a fierce gleam of determination flashed in his eyes.
"Big Boss Full Size!!!"
"Boom—"
His body expanded rapidly as if inflated, brick and stone patterns appeared on the surface of his skin, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a twenty-meter-tall moving castle.
The surface of the castle is covered with black gun muzzles, and rotating machine guns extend from every battlement. The top tower even deploys the Third Gate, a giant main gun that is powerful enough to sink a warship.
"Hawkins! Are you going to try to play dead again?!"
Bege's hysterical roar came from the castle's loudspeaker, "Laozi's 'Hellstorm' needs the scapegoat of the fortune-teller as a shield!"
Capone Bege roared at the top of his lungs, his eyes filled with despair and madness, "If we join forces now, we might still have a chance!"
In the shadows of the alley, Hawkins's fortune-telling cards suddenly combusted.
He stared at the burning "Shinigami" sign, his Adam's apple rolling.
The survival rate is 0.000001%...but it's better than 0%!
"Rice-handled straw sword, Hundred Demons!"
He suddenly tore open his cloak, and countless straw dolls poured out from his sleeves, condensing into a forty-meter-long demon sword in the air. The blade was wrapped in ominous purple-black mist, and even the sunlight was swallowed up wherever it passed.
Rogge looked at the attack that was overwhelming the sky and the sun and sighed softly:
"One plays with building blocks, the other makes straw bundles..."
He opened the five fingers of his right hand and then suddenly clenched his fist—
"Sky Rift, Sky Net!"
"Swish, swish, swish!"
The air within a radius of 500 meters suddenly materialized into countless transparent threads, each thinner than a hair but harder than a diamond.
These silk threads intertwined and woven into a web of death, instantly covering the entire battlefield.
"Sizzle—"
As soon as Hawkins's magic sword touched the silk net, it turned into grass debris all over the sky, and hundreds of substitute dolls exploded one after another.
He himself was pierced through the shoulders by three silk threads and nailed to the mangrove tree like a specimen.
"Ugh! What...is...?"
Hawkins's face changed drastically, his fingers rapidly flicked the divination cards in his hand, frantically drawing scapegoats.
"Bege, give it your all! Otherwise none of us will survive today!"
Capone Bege was also completely crazy at this moment. Hot flames came out of countless gun muzzles at the same time, and shells poured out like a rainstorm.
"Castle Cannon Fire·Hellstorm!"
In an instant, hundreds of shells bombarded Rogge.
However, Rogge only slightly raised his right hand.
The terrifying atmospheric pressure field spread out in an instant, and all the shells stopped in mid-air for a moment, and then suddenly exploded, forming dazzling flowers of fire that illuminated the entire battlefield.
When the smoke cleared, Rogge walked out of the firelight with an expressionless face, unharmed.
"No, it's the New World now. Are there still people with special abilities fighting with ordinary guns?"
"How…is this possible?!"
Capone Bege was in complete despair, and the huge castle itself began to tremble slightly.
Hawkins' face was pale, his eyes were full of fear, and he dropped the cards in his hand weakly.
"I saw...our death..."
Rogge just raised his index finger——
"Air compression collapse."
"Crack—Boom!!!"
The body of Bege's castle was like a can crushed by an invisible giant hand, with its barrel twisted and bursting, and blood gushing out from every firing hole.
"No--!"
The twenty-meter-high castle was like a can thrown into a hydraulic press, compressed into a three-meter-sized iron ball with a teeth-grinding sound of metal twisting.
Blood spurted radially from every firing hole, drawing a hideous blood-red sun on the street.
From inside the iron ball came the faint cries of the gangsters: "Help...help..."
Leah broke free from Ain's hand and rushed forward, her small figure stopping in front of Bege's compressed and deformed body.
She pulled out a pair of rusty Madara Madara florist scissors from under her skirt - the last relic from her parents' flower shop.
"This knife is for Dad." The scissors pierced Bege's eyeball.
"This knife is for my mother." The scissors stabbed into the throat.
Bege's scream was choked by blood foam in her throat, and when Leah raised the scissors for the third time, Ian held her trembling hand.
"That's enough, kid."
Ion whispered, "Don't let hatred become your shackles."
Leah's tears fell on Bege's face, and finally she threw away the scissors and threw herself into Ain's arms.
Rogge watched this scene, raised his hand and sealed Bege's remaining body into an air cage. Countless air blades gathered from all directions, forming a huge strangling storm that completely swallowed Capone Bege's huge castle body.
Hawkins watched Bege die tragically, his face pale and he turned and ran away.
However, as soon as he took a step, he was pinned to the spot by the invisible weight of the atmosphere.
"I told you, none of you can leave today."
Rogge's voice was unnervingly calm.
Hawkins fell to his knees, trembling all over, looking up at the sky in despair.
"Is this... our fate?"
Rogge slowly approached and said indifferently: "No, this is not fate, it is just your own choice."