Chapter 169: 169 Empire War, Death Of Fast
"Lynch!!!" Fast roared, scarlet blood flowing from his body, and his scarlet eyes bulged high from severe trauma.
"Noisy."
Lynch noticed the hurricane condensed in Fast's hand and rushed forward without hesitation.
"Pfft~"
The sharp hurricane tear pierced Lynch's body. Fast was stunned and then laughed, "Hahahahaha, I caught you."
"Idiot, I caught you, look around."
Even though Lynch was injured, he still wanted to grab Fast's body and prevent him from becoming elemental.
Anyway, for the Mythical beast species, if he doesn't get a headshot, it can't be called an injury.
After hearing Lynch's words, Fast's eyes regained some clarity, and an unpleasant feeling suddenly came over him.
In the heat of their battle, they had moved from the center of the island to the sea.
"What do you think you're doing... you're crazy!"
"Let me go, or you'll die if you fall into the sea!" Fast panicked, struggling to pull his arm free.
But no matter how hard he tried, his strength couldn't match Lynch's.
With Lynch holding his arm, Fast and Lynch both fell into the ocean.
From the beginning, Lynch had an idea of how to kill Fast.
Killing a senior Logia user isn't easy, but in the sea, it was no challenge.
As they hit the water, a black halo appeared behind Lynch. The halo quickly formed a barrier around him, keeping him safe from the sea.
"Pfft~"
The two fell into the sea.
A large part of Fast's body was submerged in the water, and as a Devil Fruit user, he was immediately paralyzed.
After struggling for a while, he lost all ability to resist.
It was as if he were in a vegetative state, unable to move, watching helplessly as his body was pulled further away from the sea.
"Am I going to die...?"
"Damn it! It's so hard to become a noble Celestial Dragon!"
Sea water flooded into his nose and stomach.
As death approached, Fast's eyes trembled in fear, his heart filled with anger and regret.
He couldn't understand why that kid was so reckless! He would rather die and drag him down with him.
Damn it! Damn it!
"..."
"Forget it, I should have known this day would come."
"If my descendants can become noble Celestial Dragons, then my death will be worthwhile."
His vision blurred from the lack of oxygen. Fast suddenly felt a sense of relief, closed his eyes, and awaited death.
He knew that everyone on his side was a devil fruit user, and no one could save him. He was doomed to die here today.
With his brain deprived of oxygen, he could no longer feel pain.
"No! Even if I die, I'll make sure that kid dies first!" Fast suddenly opened his eyes.
Feeling like he was about to fall asleep, he raised his eyelids and searched for Lynch's figure in the blue sea.
Fast's eyes suddenly opened wide.
What did he see? That damn kid was floating in the water, completely unharmed, showing no signs of dying at all!
"This kid isn't afraid of the sea!" Fast was both shocked and terrified.
As a Devil Fruit user, not being affected by the sea's curse—what kind of monster is this?
"I... died unjustly."
Click~
Lynch swam over, snapped Fast's neck, and watched the old man—who had crossed the ocean for half a century—sink to the bottom of the sea.
This was the first Logia powerhouse he had killed.
There would be a second, and a third, in the future...
The reason Fast is so hard to kill is because the creators of the Devil Fruits didn't just let them grow old without evolving.
Logia masters often win battles without a single wound, evading every attack by turning into their element in time.
Some even finish big fights with only slightly dirty clothes.
Fast has a lifetime of Devil Fruit experience, making him as tough as a cockroach, impossible to kill.
It can be said that beating Fast is easier than defeating Aokiji, but killing him might be harder than killing Aokiji.
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"Look, look, look!"
Tom Cat swung the supreme sharp sword, wearing an arrogant "I'm the best in the world" expression, with a member of the Five Elders under his foot.
At that moment, Saint Saturn looked pitiful, struggling for breath with more air escaping than coming in.
A Newsbird flew by quietly, capturing the scene with its camera under its neck.
Tom, who had been joyfully swinging the black sword with his eyebrows dancing, suddenly collapsed like a deflated balloon, turning into a puddle of cat cake.
"Meow?"
Tom looked around suspiciously, then bit his thumb and inflated like a balloon again.
He seemed to sense something. Looking at the half-dead Saint Saturn beneath him, his tail suddenly puffed up.
Without realizing it, Hawkeye's half-hour experience card had expired, and Tom Cat's strength returned to normal.
Tom drew his sword and tried to strike again, but this time, he couldn't leave any wounds on his opponent.
Thinking he had been a bit too rough with Saint Saturn earlier, Tom swallowed nervously, feeling as though he was sweating in a hot shower.
He tugged at the cat fur around his neck like a sweater, pulling it back and forth to fan himself and cool down.
After the brutal attack, Saint Saturn, barely conscious, seemed to be regaining some awareness. The injuries on his body were healing, but at a painfully slow rate.
The fact that Tom could beat the immortal Saint Saturn like this showed just how intense the torture Saint Saturn had endured in such a short time.
Even Hawkeye didn't dare use his ultimate move recklessly, so Tom Cat took advantage of his limitless physical strength and used it without hesitation.
If they had stayed for another half hour, it's possible the mighty Five Elders could have been killed here.
For a moment, Saint Saturn even thought he saw the Queen of Heaven waving to him.
"Aim!"
Seeing Saint Saturn about to recover, Tom Cat leaped off him and quickly ran ten meters away.
Halfway through, Tom seemed to remember something, crawled back to Saint Saturn, and struggled to pull out the slowly disappearing Black Blade Night.
Tom felt like just an ordinary house cat and didn't want to get beaten if he could avoid it.
Sometimes, it really hurt.
It was like the big dog from his hometown—when it hit the cat, it hurt terribly.
"Am I still alive?"
Feeling some strength returning, Saint Saturn shook his dizzy head. His six spider legs pushed hard against the ground to lift his body.
Though some parts of his body were still broken and bleeding, with numerous stab wounds, there was no fatal damage.
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TO BE CONTINUED
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