Chapter 370

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Bang! 

"Who gave you permission to shoot?" 

"It wasn't us." 

Looking outside, one of their men fell flat on his back. The one who fired the shot was a seemingly insignificant maid. 

"Abel hates being pointed at with a gun. I'm going to kill you all," Baby-5 said. 

Abel initially wanted to negotiate peacefully, but it was likely to end in a fight anyway. Given the circumstances, he decided to go along with the little girl's rampage. He pulled out his handgun and, in the blink of an eye, took down several people. 

At this point, even without orders, everyone else knew the intruders were hostile and began to retaliate wildly. 

Intense gunfire immediately rained down on their location. 

However, for Abel, who had activated his Observation Haki, their trigger-pulling speed was far too slow. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from the spot with Baby-5. 

Reaching the rooftop, he patted the eager little girl's head and said, "I've made a breakthrough in my swordsmanship recently. I'm going to test these guys with it." 

"Alright." 

"Next time we encounter a worthy opponent, we'll fight side by side." 

"Okay!" 

The little girl obediently transformed into a short sword, which Abel tucked at his waist. He then drew out Onimaru. 

"Huh? Where'd he go?" 

"He's vanished!" 

"Over there, on the rooftop!" 

"Why is he alone? Where's that little bitch?" 

"Never mind, kill him first." 

Countless gun barrels instantly aimed at the rooftop. 

But before they could pull the trigger, Abel swung his sword. 

"Breath of Darkness: Fifth Form, Soul-Devouring Black Flames!" 

In an instant, Onimaru's blade emitted an ominous aura which ignited into pitch-black flames. 

It wasn't over yet. As Abel rapidly swung his sword, each slash produced a head-sized black fireball, trailing flames as they flew into the crowd. 

"What the hell is that?" 

"Get out of the way!" 

"Ah!" 

Some were hit directly, while others got caught in the explosion of flames when the fireballs hit the ground. 

These black flames seemed unimpressive at first glance, but even the slightest contact caused them to rapidly spread, burning intensely, and causing agony to both body and soul. 

This was the result of Abel's recent mastery of dark power and swordsmanship. 

"Everyone, stay away from the black flames! Focus fire on him!" 

Paul Walker shouted angrily. Due to missing some teeth, his words were slightly slurred. 

However, Abel's move wasn't that simple. At the cost of reduced raw power, he gained the ability to produce dozens of fireballs per second, without reaching his limit. 

As for the incoming bullets, he dodged what he could and blocked the rest with Armament Haki. None of these foes could infuse their bullets with Haki. 

"Occasionally enjoying this 'stand still and mow them down' mode is quite fun." 

Abel maniacally bombarded the gangsters below him from the rooftop. 

In no time, the area below turned into an inferno of black flames. Even more terrifying was that these flames couldn't be extinguished with water. 

Many who jumped into the water were soon burned to charcoal and floated to the surface. 

Seeing the heavy losses on their side, the deputy leader nervously called out, "Who are you? What grudge do we have?" 

"No grudge. My Donquixote family wants this island. Anyone who tries to stake a claim here will die." 

Donquixote family?

"Never heard of it. So, you're here to seize our territory."

The deputy captain quickly shouted, "We surrender! We'll leave this island right now and promise never to return."

There was no other way. Facing such a formidable enemy, they had no choice but to concede. Their weapons were no match for the opponent unless they tried using heavy artillery. But the enemy wasn't a fool either. Given the speed the enemy had displayed earlier, escaping would be a piece of cake.

They decided to get through the immediate crisis first and then figure out a way to reclaim their dignity. This was a good plan, but Abel never left loose ends for himself. If there was trouble, he dealt with it on the spot.

"I don't accept your surrender. Once I wipe you all out, the island should be peaceful for a while," Abel said.

From the start, Abel's plan was to make an example out of them. After all, killing mafia types like this didn't weigh on his conscience.

"Damn it, he's just one guy, let's get him!" someone shouted. "Jason, where's my big Paul cannon?!"

Paul Walker was also enraged. A uniquely styled cannon was quickly pushed out from a building. But such a cumbersome weapon was nothing more than a stationary target to a true warrior.

Abel casually flung dozens of fireballs, instantly destroying the cannon and taking out a good number of people along with it.

With their last reliance gone, Paul Walker was finally scared. He hid behind a wall, not daring to show his face, and shouted, "I'm a member of the West Sea Paul family! Let me go today, and my godfather will reward you handsomely!"

"No need. Your only use is to die here," Abel replied.

As soon as he finished speaking, a massive flying slash cut through where Paul Walker was hiding. Two minutes later, the area was littered with charred corpses. The entire Lightning Speed Pirate Crew was annihilated without a single survivor.

Abel had initially intended to take the head of the opponent's captain to trade for some meal money. But the Shura Aurora Slash from before had accidentally sliced the head in half diagonally. It was too disgusting to handle, so he gave up.

He then went to the tallest building on the island, burned the existing flag, and hoisted the Donquixote family's flag. Soon enough, the news of the Lightning Speed Pirate Crew's massacre would spread across the island. Putting up the flag now would let everyone know who was responsible.

Abel thought for a moment. Since people would keep coming to cause trouble, he might as well build a fearsome reputation. He'd kill so many pirates that they'd be too scared to cause any more trouble.

Next, Abel went to the remaining family base on the island and found the intelligence personnel who hadn't yet been relocated. He instructed them to spread the news.

It didn't take long before many on the island knew: the Lightning Speed Pirate Crew was wiped out, and the new flag bearers were the Donquixote family - an unfamiliar name to most. But what shocked everyone was the following news: the Donquixote family declared that from today onwards, all pirates landing on the island must submit to their control or die.

This provocative move instantly caused a stir among countless people.