There are monsters on the sea, and just the sight of them is enough to make the weak tremble uncontrollably.
This is the privilege of the strong, the aura of a conqueror!
Right now, this is exactly the feeling Ivan is giving Mr. 3!
Mr. 3's legs trembled as he looked behind Ivan.
His companions now lay in pools of blood. After just a brief exchange, Mr. 1 had a deep, bone-exposing wound on his chest, faintly revealing the beating heart within.
His partner, Miss Double Finger, had her head torn off and casually discarded on the sand.
As for the other agents, Mr. 4 and his partner lay on the ground, barely breathing, their chests visibly caved in—clearly beyond saving.
Aside from them, the remaining agents were scattered haphazardly on the ground. The only ones still with any fighting strength left were him, Mr. 1, Mr. 2, and the last one standing, Miss Valentine.
Mr. 3 stared in disbelief, his voice trembling. "No... impossible. How can you be this strong in such a short time?"
They were all Devil Fruit Ability Users—why was the gap in their strength so immense?
Ivan stood calmly amidst the fallen agents.
Lately, he had grown accustomed to high-stakes battles; occasionally trying out a low-level skirmish wasn't so bad.
He tilted his head to the right, his tone taunting and provocative. "What, is this all you've got? If this is your limit, you're not even worth taking seriously!"
"Don't joke around! As long as you're human, if you're killed, you die! No matter how strong you are, you're no exception!" Mr. 1 struggled to his feet, roaring, "Mr. 3, what are you waiting for? Attack!"
With the strongest among them, Mr. 1, rallying their spirits, the other ability users, whose will had nearly been shattered by Ivan, regained their resolve.
Mr. 1 and Mr. 2 charged at Ivan together, their attacks now even more powerful than before.
If they had been merely carrying out a mission earlier, now they were fighting for their lives!
"Micro-Dust Slash Speed Blade!"
Mr. 1's index finger transformed into a sharp, resilient blade, slashing countless times in an instant, completely enveloping Ivan's left side.
On the other flank, Mr. 2 coordinated perfectly with Mr. 1:
"This lady is going all out! Okama Kenpō: Memoirs of That Winter!"
Mr. 2 leaped high into the air, descending like a swan, unleashing a flurry of leg strikes that covered Ivan's right side, leaving him no room to evade.
At the front, Mr. 3 took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart.
He knew he had to stay calm now—they had to kill Ivan, or they would surely die today!
"Melt-Melt Sculpture: Candle Champion—Multiple Spears!"
As a Paramecia-type Wax Wax Fruit Ability User, Mr. 3 could sculpt various objects from wax to attack.
This ability had a high growth ceiling; in the future, Mr. 3 would even join the Buggy Pirates and become an executive under one of the Four Emperors.
Even now, his strength was not to be underestimated. To some extent, he was the strongest in Baroque Works aside from Crocodile.
It must be known that the hardness of the wax he created was enough to restrain giants!
Mr. 3 dared not hold back in the slightest. A massive amount of wax enveloped him, forming a ten-meter-tall wax giant with flames burning atop its head.
The giant held a huge wax spear in each hand and was throwing them with all its might toward Ivan!
Even so, the attacks did not end there.
Miss Valentine appeared above Ivan at some point. Her Devil Fruit ability was somewhat similar to Ivan's first fruit—it was the Lightness-Heaviness Fruit, which allowed her to control mass.
She spread her legs apart, and her two pale, shapely thighs came crashing down toward Ivan's head.
"Fifty Thousand Kilograms·Heavy Pressure Guillotine!"
The strength of the Baroque Works agents was not weak, and their bounties were somewhat underestimated. If they were to venture out alone, each would have a bounty of at least tens of millions.
Among them, the strongest, Mr. 1 and Mr. 3, even possessed the strength of pirates with bounties exceeding one hundred million!
The coordinated joint attacks of these agents could easily defeat a Marine Vice Admiral, and it was not impossible for them to take on a Marine Admiral.
But their luck was poor—they were facing White Dove Vice Admiral!
The first to arrive was Mr. 1's Dust-Speed Slash. Faced with this strike capable of slicing through steel, Ivan merely extended a deep, dark index finger and gently pointed toward Mr. 1!
"Clang!"
A sharp, metallic collision sound erupted repeatedly. Mr. 1 stared in disbelief at what had blocked his slash.
Amidst the dust, he was curious—Ivan clearly had nothing else on him, so what had he used to block the attack?
Now, he knew the answer!
It was just an index finger. This single finger stood in front of all his slashes, effortlessly blocking strikes that could cut through steel and slice through rock.
After dozens of clashes in an instant, the finger's skin remained unbroken. Instead, Mr. 1's fingers, transformed into steel, began to bleed!
"How is this possible!"
The suppression from another dimension made it impossible for Mr. 1 to believe what he was seeing. He gritted his teeth so hard that his gums bled, frantically pushing his body to break through the defense of this single finger.
Unfortunately, he could not.
That finger stood before him like an impenetrable wall, stubbornly halting his assault and preventing him from advancing even an inch further.
Meanwhile, Mr. 2's multiple kicks were about to land. Unlike his approach with Mr. 1, Ivan lightly kicked out, sending Mr. 2 flying.
Mr. 2 was different from his fellow agents—he was a rare good person.
He never harmed civilians, was deeply loyal and righteous, kept his promises without fail, and possessed a sincere willingness to die for his comrades.
Ivan planned to recruit him as his subordinate. Once subdued, he would become a formidable asset!
Thus, Ivan simply kicked Mr. 2 in the face, sending him flying to avoid him being caught in the ensuing battle.
Next, Ivan raised his hand, and a black-red glow flickered at the tip of his finger.
The black-red light flashed and vanished, instantly destroying the incoming wax spears and striking Mr. 3 in the distance.
The wax sculptures created by the Wax-Wax Fruit were harder than ordinary steel, but against Cursed Technique Reversal: Red, they were no tougher than paper.
The hard wax armor shattered instantly, and Mr. 3 inside spat blood, his internal organs ruptured, falling unconscious on the spot!
Afterward, Miss Valentine descended from the sky. Dealing with her rigid attacks was even easier. Ivan sidestepped to dodge and delivered a whip-like kick to Miss Valentine's leg.
With the sound of fine, dense bone fractures, Miss Valentine's legs suffered comminuted fractures, rendering her incapacitated!
Thus, in just an instant of combat, only Mr. 1 remained standing with any fighting capability.
However, as the last one standing, Mr. 1 would have preferred to be knocked unconscious as well. As long as he remained conscious, he had to continuously endure that unparalleled oppressive force and profound despair!
This feeling terrified him more than death itself!
Finally, after dealing with the others, Ivan turned his gaze to Mr. 1.
He gently slid his fingers and whispered, "One Sword Style: Crimson Asura!"
A black-red slash tore through the air, effortlessly cleaving through Mr. 1's defenses and striking his chest.
A torrent of blood splattered out. If Mr. 1 hadn't steeled his chest at the critical moment, his body would have been sliced apart instantly, just like Mr. 5's!
With this, all the agents of Baroque Works—Crocodile's tentacles—had been severed by Ivan!