Chapter 109: The Kimo Pirates
Hearing Aisha's words, Buck took another look—and realized Kimo really was staring at him. That gaze… completely undisguised, as if he wanted to devour him whole.
And it wasn't just Kimo—those vicious pirates around him were also staring with the same hungry gleam.
His sunflower clenched tight on instinct.
"Look at your damn face!" Buck snapped, his own temper flaring. Remembering the captain's words, he didn't back down. He stepped forward and glared straight at Kimo and his men.
"You know who I am?" Kimo's expression darkened, a murderous aura spreading out from him.
His bounty of eighty million wasn't just for being a pervert—his brutality was infamous.
"Kimo Pirates. Kimo, age thirty-two. Ability user of the Hot-Blood Fruit. Bounty: eighty million."
Little Robin's voice drifted out.
Everyone immediately looked down at the tiny girl on the ground—and then their attention shifted to Camon beside her.
Camon and Little Robin were both short, but in Camon's case it was simply because he was ugly and short, not because of youth.
"Heheheh… Since you know my name and still dare act like this, looks like the Dragonflame Pirates are pretty confident."
Kimo gave a twisted laugh, licking the corner of his mouth, his gaze filled with madness.
"Boss, why bother talking to them? Kill them and take their ship."
A big pirate beside him spoke impatiently.
"Yeah, killing you all sounds easier."
Camon grinned with a cruel expression.
"Hahaha! What did he say? Kill us?"
"This brat must have lost his mind—does he know who he's talking to?"
"Hahaha! He's the navigator of the Dragonflame Pirates! His bounty's only three million, and he dares say that in front of Kimo?"
"He's way too young. Thinks having a captain with a bounty over a hundred million means he can do whatever he wants?"
"Exactly. A bounty doesn't mean strength. I heard their captain is just some kid—how strong could he be?"
The crowd burst into mocking laughter.
Camon licked his lips too, then grinned savagely.
"You're right—a bounty means nothing. So… are you ready?"
The moment he finished, three sharp metal claws sprouted from his hands. His body swelled in size, and patches of dinosaur-like skin appeared across his face, making his naturally ugly appearance even more monstrous.
His legs thickened and bulged with power.
A heavy tail burst out from behind him.
In his half-dragon form, Camon bent his knees.
Bang!
The ground cracked under him. In the blink of an eye, he appeared right in front of Kimo, body soaring upward as his gleaming claws slashed toward Kimo's head.
Kimo sneered.
His right hand flushed red-hot in an instant, blocking the claws with incredible speed. At the same time, he kicked.
Boom!!
Camon was sent flying, crashing hard into the ground.
"That's all you've got?"
Kimo laughed coldly.
Heat shimmered around him—his entire body steaming like a boiled shrimp, his face scarlet, and his aura surging.
"He's ramping up—here he goes…"
"This is Kimo's ability. He can double his power and keep getting stronger."
"The Dragonflame Pirates' four little ones are done for."
"Tch, the Summoner hasn't shown up. Maybe he's scared and hiding on the ship."
"Hahaha, very possible."
"Kill them!"
Kimo roared with a vicious grin.
"Yes, Boss!"
The Kimo Pirates all bared their teeth.
And then they charged toward Buck and the others.
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