Chapter 182 Ivory Lifting
Gabriel killed to his heart's content, slaying seven or eight more people and continuing his rampage up to the seventh floor.
Just as he was about to ascend to the eighth floor, two strange individuals appeared before him.
One was tall and thin, resembling a bamboo pole, while the other was a hunchbacked, bald, and elderly man with a small white mustache.
"It seems this is one of the tough opponents the Deputy Lord mentioned! Voldemon, I, Aran, don't like burdens, so don't hold me back in a while!" said the bamboo pole-like man with a grin, stretching his limbs in preparation for battle.
The bald man, referred to as Voldemon, pulled out two expandable batons from his legs and snorted, "Killing is an art, a skill, something you brute should learn!"
"Art?" Aran sneered, "You're not suited to be a pirate. You should go to a university and pursue a doctorate."
"Shut up, you brute! You're a disgrace to our profession!" Voldemon retorted, glaring at him.
Gabriel stood opposite them, his eyes cold.
Seeing the two bickering, he impatiently shouted, "You two idiots, if you want to argue, go home and do it! I'm here for your lives!"
Now he couldn't stand the sight of pirates, and the two's bickering only added to his annoyance.
He would just kill them!
As soon as he finished speaking, he stormed over, aiming his Heaven Blade at Voldemon.
Voldemon crossed his batons to block the Heaven Blade, cursing at Gabriel, "You're so despicable! Why did you attack me first instead of the taller target? Are you picking on me because I'm old? I'll kill you!"
Aran jumped to the side, clapping and laughing, "Good job! Kill this old man and let him go to hell to learn art from Da Vinci!"
"You two shouldn't be pirates. You should go to The Juilliard School!" Gabriel twisted his body to the limit, taking advantage of Voldemon's distraction to deliver a powerful kick that sent him flying.
"Ouch!"
Voldemon crashed to the ground but quickly got back up, seemingly unharmed except for his anger.
"Not bad legwork! Let me have a try!" Aran, impressed by Gabriel's kick, eagerly threw a kick, his legs long and flexible.
His kick was like a spear thrusting towards Gabriel, who retorted, "I'll destroy you!"
Gabriel switched the Heaven Blade to his left hand, adopted a horse stance, and unleashed a powerful right punch.
"Boom!"
The punch hit Aran's foot, causing him to collapse to the ground. Gabriel, however, remained unmoved, standing tall like a mountain.
In that instant, a gust of cold wind swept out from him, knocking over nearby objects.
"You're so strong! What realm are you in?" Voldemon asked, helping Aran up, his playful demeanor gone.
Aran and he were both Physique-Level fighting masters with extraordinary strength, but Gabriel's power seemed unfathomable to them.
"Realm? Go ask the King of Hell when you're dead!"
Gabriel remained fierce with burning fury. Facing the pirates, he showed no mercy. Every strike was a full-powered, lethal blow. With his full strength, he could destroy anything.
"Aran, let's join forces to kill him!" Voldemon solemnly said to Aran after feeling pressure. Then the two combined their efforts, attacking Gabriel's upper and lower body simultaneously. Of course, the dwarf Voldemon attacked his upper body and Aran his lower part.
Surprisingly, their combined strength allowed them to hold their ground against Gabriel. After five or six moves, Gabriel transformed the Heaven Blade into an iron whip, striking the two and forcing them apart.
"Go to die!"
Then his eyes turned cold, and he put away the Heaven Blade. Then he sprinted forward, leaping high into the air towards Aran.
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