Byrnndi World didn't waste words. He simply placed his palm on the Red Earl's shoulder. The calm before a storm.
The creature Ayr had summoned was terrifyingly massive. But what shocked everyone wasn't just its size—it was that even its swordsmanship could keep up with legends like Captain Byrnndi World and Baroric Redfield.
But their excitement faded quickly.
Achieving this level of power... was beyond difficult.
"Tch. Enough talk, Byrnndi. Let's move!" the Red Earl snapped, his voice as sharp as his blade.
Renowned for his speed and swordsmanship, the Red Earl moved with the fluid precision of a seasoned shinobi and the deadly intent of a Wano samurai. His Observation Haki had long been honed through countless duels, his steps light as a sky-walking CP0 agent.
Ayr didn't even need to cut them directly now. His presence alone was an oppressive force.
Watching them crash into the distant ruins, John cursed under his breath. "Damn it! That monster again, and I didn't even see it coming…"
Twice now, Ayr had struck without warning, as if cloaked in a Genjutsu-like aura of domination. His blade, wrapped in advanced Armament Haki, tore through the battlefield like the legendary Black Blade of Ryuma.
The two attackers vomited blood, flying backward for hundreds of meters. The impact was monstrous.
Unfathomably fast.
They barely dodged the incoming blade—sidestepping like shinobi sensing a Kunai blitz, their movements relying purely on instinct and years of battlefield experience.
Byrnndi's Momo Momo no Mi wasn't just for himself.
The Red Earl's only shot at victory was to land a blow and drain Ayr's blood—activate the mythical effects of the Bat-Bat Fruit, Model: Vampire, a Zoan-class Eudemons ability that restored youth and life from the opponent's blood.
"Momo... Share! Ten times speed!!!" he roared, using his fruit's power on the Red Earl too.
In a flash, both launched forward like meteors crashing down from orbit.
Ayr's eyes narrowed, still calm, arms crossed. "You two really don't understand what this battle means, do you? Chatting about plans... mid-fight?" His voice was cold. Dismissive.
Despite Susanoo's colossal frame, it moved with shocking flexibility—just like a perfectly controlled Puppet Technique in the Hidden Sand.
The Red Earl and Byrnndi narrowly avoided the sweeping slash, crashing again into debris and dust. The battlefield resembled Onigashima's ruins after Kaido's wrath.
Byrnndi knew. He had no chance to win.
Ayr's massive Susanoo didn't even need to connect—a mere near miss could level terrain for miles. Like Naruto's Rasenshuriken, it destroyed from a distance, shredding foes with chakra-like pressure alone.
But Byrnndi wasn't one to give up easily. "Too slow, Ayr!" he shouted, blitzing forward with a body now moving at thirty times normal speed—his max output. But speed wasn't the issue.
"Sky-Splitting Slash!!!"
Ayr's Susanoo swung.
An overwhelming force erupted from the blade—cloaked in pitch-black Haki, the slash tore the skies apart. Even the Red Earl's future sight couldn't fully predict the blow's trajectory.
Had he not sensed it half a second earlier, he'd be dead.
Ayr stood unmoving as Susanoo slashed again. "Even with thirty times the speed... it's pointless."
It was a battle of crushed hopes.
The Red Earl had already activated the vampiric properties of his Zoan fruit. But every time he tried to close the distance, Ayr forced him back with seismic attacks.
"Damn you! Are you only good at sneak attacks!?" Byrnndi shouted.
But he wasn't just angry. He was terrified.
This wasn't a clash. It was a dismantling.
Even with top-tier Armament Haki and amplified speed, their movements looked like sluggish dances before Ayr's onslaught.
Byrnndi's fruit, developed to perfection, could multiply speed and size—he once boasted of punching through warships like they were paper. But even that power was being invalidated.
The Red Earl growled, "Your fruit is crucial here! Get me close—I'll drain his blood. If you drag me down, I'll kill you myself before Ayr does."
Yet even as they surged forward, Ayr simply raised Susanoo's sword again.
Ayr hadn't even used his true ability yet.
The air trembled.
The very sky split.
Another thunderous slash exploded from the blade. "Too slow. Again."
Despite Byrnndi using every last bit of power from the Momo fruit—reaching speeds untraceable to the average eye—they couldn't break through.
"Captain Byrnndi... this is suicide!" Red Earl hissed.
In a normal battle, even Rocks D. Xebec would struggle against this synergy of speed and vampirism.
But against Ayr?
The man who had summoned a full-armored Susanoo and wrapped it in advanced Haki?
There was no hope.
And the worst part?
Ayr hadn't even broken a sweat.
Their most destructive slash had been nothing more than a whisper against the mountain that was Ayr.
Now the pirates watching from the edges of the battlefield stood in frozen awe. Fear filled the air like smoke after a Buster Call. Words couldn't describe it.
This wasn't a fight anymore.
This was a demonstration.
Ayr's blade was already in motion again, ready to end the battle.
The Red Earl bared his fangs. "Move! MOVE!!!"
But even with everything—speed, strategy, vampiric regeneration—they were nothing more than leaves in a storm.
Why had they opposed this monster?
Why did they ever think they stood a chance?
The answer came in silence, as the blade of Susanoo came down with finality.
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