Chapter 21 Done and Dusted
Boris Hideout, Deserted Island.
"You killed my Haki…is this your power…?"
Asked Boris his voice a bit quivering, deep in his eyes some confusion and horror, he has survived in New World, but this is the first time he encountered something like that.
He knows when you are able to practice your Observation Haki to limit, you gain special abilities, the monster Kaido he fought could peer into the future, and in the past he had sailed with some strong guys but there was no such power as Rox's, to completely make the Observation Haki of the opponent of useless.
This ability simply halves the strength of the enemy, a cheat level power.
"Yes, and now it's your turn to die…but you won't even get a funeral…"
"Swish!!"
Saying that, Rox with the blindfold still on his only eye, rushed forward, towards the shocked Boris like a rocket.
"You brat!!! don't underestimate me!!!"
Roared Boris in anger, the attitude of Rox seemed to have ticked him off, waving the black axe madly forward again.
"Pfft!!!"
"Aghh!!!"
"Time to end this!"
But the result was the same as before, another wound appearing on the chest of Boris, his painful groaning spreading in the surroundings, Rox without stopping rushing towards him again.
"It's over!!"
Appearing before the groaning Boris, Rox muttered in a relieved voice, both the swords moving, the sharp edges approaching the neck of Boris.
"Keng!!"
"Huh?"
But unlike before, the swords didn't dig into the skin of Boris, both the swords bouncing back like colliding with metal, Rox with the blindfold on his eye frowning.
"Haaa!!!"
"Swoosh!!"
But Rox didn't get much time to think, the mad roar of Boris fell in his ears, the black axe approaching him at high speed, Rox immediately jumping back, evading the axe.
"This…is it complete armament...?
Muttered Rox with a little worried look on his face, in his mental image, the green aura of Boris was concentered all over his body, and his sword bouncing back earlier, making him guess something.
"Haha!!! so what if you killed my Haki…I can still use Armament, you will never be able to break my defense. "
But just when Rox was worried over the sudden change of situation, Boris who had black matter completely covering his body, laughed out.
"Umm…"
Rox stayed silent at his laughter, just standing still at his place, a slightly unwilling look in the only eye under the blindfold.
These 18 months, he put all his effort in strengthening his observation Haki, this was the best he could do, he just didn't have time for Armament nor he had reached the level of cutting steel in swordsmanship.
"Haha…get ready to die…. cough…."
"Puch!!"
Seeing Rox silent, Boris seemed to have smelled the victory, waving the axe in a happy manner, but midway he stopped, coughing, blood pouring out of his mouth.
"Thud!!"
"Damn!!not now!!!"
Cursed Boris loudly, falling on his knees, the black matter on his body vanishing, Boris with a painful look clutching the burn wound on his chest.
"Now!!!"
BOOM!!!
"Ahhh!!!!"
Rox seemed to have found the light again, without caring for a single thing, he squatted a little, and with a booming sound, whizzed towards Boris who was on his knees, his loud shout in the air.
"Ha…"
But just when Rox had reached the midway, the painful look on Boris face vanished like it never existed, the other party looking up, chuckling in his direction, Rox's complexion changing.
"Damn…It's too late to stop now... then let this be the last!!!"
But even Rox knew it was too late to back off now, so with a mad look on his face, he decided inwardly, his grip on the swords tightening.
"Haaa!!"
Time seemed to have slowed down infinitely, little by little, Rox approaching Boris, the latter with a smile on his face, raising the Haki coated black axe high, until finally, both right before each other, sword and axe facing each other again, a desperate look on Rox's face, knowing the result already.
"Connor D. Rox... no matter what happens...live freely!!"
"Thud!"
"Pfft!!"
But at this moment, a voice full of guilt voice fell into the ears of Rox, and Boris stood before Rox with eyes full of remorse, letting go of the axe in his hands, the swords crossing by him, blood flying high in the air.
"Thud!"
Blood poured out from the neck of Boris, a deep wound on it, Boris just gazing towards the white snowy sky with hazy eyes, soon falling forward, eyes white, but lips curved into a smile, the snow under quickly dyed red.
"Swish!!"
Behind the corpse stood a tall 180 cm figure in a grey kimono, a sword with blood dripping down in each hand, the wind suddenly blowing, the white blindfold falling off, revealing a single eye, full of shock and confusion.
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