"Hoo! Calm. I must be calm!" In this life-and-death situation, Buffett instead found a trace of his former feeling. His brain began to run at breakneck speed.
"This fence is built with the latest alloy. If you want to destroy it, you can't do it in a short time, which means that the path of escape is not feasible, and you can only fight him to the death?"
"But I have not experienced the same level of combat for almost ten years. And this guy in front of me is obviously slain in the sea of blood from the mountain of corpses. If I fight to the death... there is no way I will be his opponent!"
"But I do not have to fight him to the death. First, I will stall for a while. If I wait until Don Kanojao comes to support me, who will lose and who will win is still hard to say."
Thinking of this, Buffett took a deep breath and turned around with a smile on his face, "Haha! Is that you, Apophis, the infamous Crimson Swordsman? I am the owner of this place, Benjamin Buffett. Welcome to the Mafia's Paradise!"
However, Apophis continued to press forward, not impressed.
"Perhaps... there are certain misunderstandings between Apophis-dono and me. However, as long as things are made clear, I think we can still become friends."
Seeing that the other party still had no response, Buffett was a bit panicked and asked eagerly, "Who exactly wanted to kill me? No matter what price the other party gives, I am willing to pay double..., no, triple the price!"
...
"Is there really no room for negotiation? I'm at least a pirate with a bounty of 120 million berries. If we really want to kill each other, it won't be good for anyone!" Buffett threatened in a stern voice, quietly moving his feet to the side.
There is his three-headed flail hanging on the sidewall, which was once a testament to his strength. Only over time has it been stained with dust and even rust.
"I'll give you the chance to pick up your weapon." Under the deadly silent ghost face mask, Apophis' indifferent voice finally came out.
Buffett was stunned, did not expect his intentions were wholly seen through. Moreover, the other party did not intend to launch a sneak attack while he was unarmed. Was it that kind of old-fashioned and mediocre martial way, or did he purely look down on him?
"Hehehe! This attitude of looking down on people is really irritating. I hope you won't regret your choice now later. I have the reputation of Buffett's Skull Crusher, but..."
Buffett continued to talk some trash, but he found that Apophis's stagnant footsteps continued to move forward. Frightened, he did not dare to bleep more and took his weapon with one step ahead.
It was a two-meter-long iron rod, with chains tied to the top of three spiky balls mace, its sharp spikes glowing in the sunlight. In short, it was three meteor maces tied to an iron rod to form a special weapon.
With the weapon in hand, Buffett seemed to have regained his lost confidence. With his hands raised above his head, he swung the three-headed flail, and his meteor hammer spun at breakneck speed, emitting a sonic boom that stunned the heart.
If this is smashed on the human body, it would only instantly make the enemy a meat mash.
"I have used it to crush the skulls of countless enemies. Apophis, you are not the first, and you will never be the last!"
Apophis walked silently with an ancient longsword slid down in the palm of his right hand. The ghostly green flame came into view, and his aura was morbid and severe as if he had turned from a wandering ghost into a life-threatening demon god.
"How is it possible for your sword to come out of your body? What's with this dark and evil flame? Are you a human or a ghost or some kind of monster?"
The oldest and strongest human emotion is fear, and the oldest and strongest fear is the unknown.
In this obviously, beyond his own perception of the situation, Buffett could not help backing up and soon fell back against the cold fence.
There's nowhere to run!
Fear was so extreme that it became the complete rage. Buffett swung his three-headed flail and roared in hysteria, "You damned monster, get back to where you belong!"
In the One Piece World, great power can destroy everything.
For example, Edward Weevil, who calls himself Whitebeard Jr. in future time, just because he has the same power as the young Whitebeard, can become one of Ōka Shichibukai who subdues the Grand Line.
The strength of Buffett is naturally not as strong as that monster, but the information on his profile is not much of a mistake. He does have the terrifying monstrous power to crush a mountain with one punch, and under his drive, three meteoric hammers slammed into the ground, and the cracks like spider webs quickly spread in all directions.
With just one blow, the hall crumbles in half.
However, this is the strength comparable to the giant race. When Apophis stomped on the meteor hammer, he could not pull it out even with a red face.
"Are you kidding? How can I lose to a swordsman when it comes to strength?" Buffet's mind had been completely taken over by fear. A swordsman had outclassed the strength he was so proud of it.
Indeed, the most powerful swordsman must have the ultimate combination of power and speed.
Without power, there is no attack, and without speed, there is no hit.
On the contrary, in the aspect of physical ability, swordsmen who seek the ultimate attack are generally fragile.
However, relatively speaking, the average swordsman wins with speed. As for the attack, it can be left entirely to the weapon to make up for it.
Because of this, when Buffett found that the other party's power is still above him, only that fear appalled. This guy simply does not have any weaknesses?
At this point, Apophis steeply raised his toes. Buffett was too late to recover his strength and was caught off guard when he fell on his face. As the three meteor hammers flew backward and hit his body, he screamed out.
"Apophis, what do you mean?" Buffett gritted his teeth and then heard the indifferent voice come out from under the mask once again.
"Let the game ends here. I'm not interested in continuing to play with a loser like you."
"Playing? You say you're playing?" Buffet, who was irritated to the point that his blood surged upward, his eyes were red with rage. He actually roared, his whole body muscles were like old gnarled trees, and an explosive source of power gushed out from his body.
"There's a limit to how much you can despise people! Go to hell!"
The extremely fast rotating meteor hammer fell with a great impact, with faint wind and thunder stirring sound.
Apophis' right hand that holds Nanahoshi is lifted upward without any fancy techniques, only extreme speed and power.
As if eroded by time, the meteor hammer was instantly destroyed into pieces. It had dissipated without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Buffett was blown away by an overwhelming force. It instantly broke even the fence made of the alloy.
"If it were ten years ago, I would never be in such a mess..." Buffett fell to the ground and tilted his head to look at the ghost-faced mask.
"When you choose to retreat from the Grand Line, you are destined to be a loser!" Apophis' cold voice shattered his last illusion.
"Ten years ago, were we already doomed to fail today?" Buffett muttered to himself, lost in thought.
"What a joke! Just one blow, making the underground master of the kingdom of Aethius, the once bounty of 120 million berries of the pirate's Skull Crusher Buffett, lost the ability to resist!" Capone Bege, who watched with binoculars from afar, had a grim heart. Although he had the idea of overthrowing Buffett himself to the top, he was much weaker than Buffett in terms of strength. Otherwise, people like him who are watching out for the sea would not be at peace for so long.
"If it were me instead, it would only be worse." Capone Bege only felt that his back had been completely soaked with cold sweat. For the first time, he thought that the minions around him could not give him any sense of security, "No, this place is still too close. I must quickly withdraw to the opposite side of the island to do so."