Chapter 419: Phantom Troupe vs. Dazra!
As the dust cleared, Uvogin stepped forward, his warlike grin flashing in the haze.
"Heh… since you've already started, let me join the fun!"
With a sharp breath, Uvogin unleashed his reinforcement ability to its fullest. His aura exploded outward, so dense it pushed the very air aside. The atmosphere trembled under the pressure.
"Really now?"
Feitan's cold voice cut through, his hand tightening on his blade. "I invite you kindly to our ship, and you answer with hostility…"
A faint hum echoed as blue armor materialized across his body. Feitan's aura surged, wounds knitting shut in an instant. He stood taller, darker, far more dangerous.
Dazra's expression hardened. He had clearly struck Feitan's vitals earlier—yet the man was not only uninjured but even stronger than before.
Was there no such thing as a normal fighter among these Dragon Hunter Pirates?
"Captain, can we move now? Any orders?" Feitan's killing intent flared, barely contained.
Chrollo emerged from the shadows, his calm gaze sweeping the battlefield. Behind him, the rest of the Phantom Troupe appeared one by one—Machi, Uvogin, Kodama… and the newest additions, Nobunaga and Pakunoda.
"The captain said we handle this ourselves," Chrollo said quietly. "Fight as you wish, but keep them alive long enough to be useful. Don't kill everyone outright."
Feitan smirked. "Got it."
With a thunderous step, he shattered the ground beneath his feet and lunged at Daze
ra.
Dazra braced himself, eyes narrowing. Feitan's strength rivaled his own—this fight would demand everything he had.
"You—take that girl!" Dazra barked to his subordinates. "Lucci, hold one of them back. Don't let them overwhelm us at once!"
Lucci's form blurred, his Zoan transformation amplifying his speed and power as he launched himself at Uvogin.
Meanwhile, three CP0 operatives darted for Shalnark's replacement, Machi. She looked the most vulnerable.
In the next instant, one agent had seized her. Dazera's lips curled into a satisfied sneer. With a hostage, they finally had leverage.
But the Phantom Troupe wasn't like other crews.
"Boom!"
Feitan's blade carved a scar into the earth, forcing Dazra back again and again, his strikes unrelenting. The CP0 commander blinked in confusion.
Why wasn't Feitan hesitating? Why wasn't he worried about Machi?
Hadn't the Dragon Hunter Pirates built their reputation on valuing their comrades?
Something was wrong.
Then—
"AHHHH!"
The CP0 operative holding Machiv screamed. His arm twisted grotesquely, bones snapping as his body contorted unnaturally. Blood poured from his skin, sucked away into the bizarre vacuum cleaner clutched in Machi's delicate hands.
Her calm eyes didn't waver.
"Attacking Machi?" Feitan laughed, his voice echoing with venom. "Big mistake. Her ability is one of the most lethal in the Spider."
Above them, a massive blue sphere began to manifest, heat radiating from its surface. A miniature star. A hellish sun.
"Fei… stop!" Dazra tried to flee, instincts screaming at him to run. But the pull of Feitan's conjured planet was already dragging at his body, pinning him down with unbearable gravity.
"Too late."
The blue star crashed down.
"BOOOOM!"
The entire island detonated under the weight of Feitan's sun. Trees, beasts, stone—all vaporized in an instant. The landmass itself fractured, half-sinking into the raging sea.
On the Dragon Hunters' ship offshore, the Troupe regrouped calmly, as if nothing extraordinary had happened.
"Tch," Uvogin muttered, brushing off dust. "Every time, Feitan turns the battlefield into rubble. Can't even finish a proper fight. It's like sparring inside a collapsing house."
Machi flicked her fingers, threads of Haki-woven silk pulling the surviving bodies aboard. "Still… they're tough. Anyone else would've been ashes. These two actually survived."
Among the wreckage, only Dazra and Lucci still clung to life. The rest of CP0 had been annihilated.
Feitan returned to his calm, quiet state, wiping blood from his blade. "Sorry," he said flatly, though his expression showed not the faintest remorse.
"Enough." Chrollo stepped forward. "Pakunoda."
At his command, Pakunoda raised her revolver, firing memory bullets into the two survivors. Their minds unraveled like parchment.
She opened her eyes. "Their target is also Pluto. Their intelligence lines up with the destination the captain is already sailing toward. And they've reported everything to the World Government."
The crew stiffened. That meant the Government now knew exactly where Ryuunosuke was headed.
"Then the battle's already set," Uvogin growled.
Chrollo's eyes gleamed. "Pass this on to the captain. As for us… we move for Marijoa."
The crew smirked, the decision final.
Moments later, the Phantom Troupe vanished into the shadows of the sea, leaving Dazra and Lucci broken and stranded on the ruined island.
To the Phantom Troupe, such defeated prey no longer mattered.
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