The moment they said, "The advantage is mine," they had already lost any advantage.
The pirates on the dock surrounded Cyrus with sinister smiles.
As for Torf, who was on the ground and barely breathing, no one paid him any mind.
From within the crowd, a sturdy figure suddenly rushed out.
His hands were equipped with claw-like weapons, and his whole body moved like a feline as he leaped in front of Cyrus.
The gleaming claws swiped at Cyrus's face.
Boom!
Even without activating Observation Haki, this speed was like a turtle's crawl in Cyrus's eyes.
He raised his leg, coated it with Armament Haki, and kicked straight ahead, sending the charging pirate flying.
This time, Cyrus didn't hold back his strength.
The pirate who was kicked shot out like a cannonball, plowing a straight line through the crowd of pirates that had been closing in.
All the pirates in that line were sent flying.
Forget the one who was kicked; even those who were hit by him couldn't get back up.
This scene made the surrounding pirates stop in their tracks, their sinister smiles frozen on their faces.
It wasn't until a huge crash was heard later.
The pirate Cyrus had kicked flew straight into the town on the island, crashing through a series of buildings before all movement ceased.
Gulp!
It was dead silent.
Someone suddenly swallowed hard, and the sound was audible to many in the current situation.
"It's just him! There are so many of us!" a voice roared.
A tall figure, gripping a giant axe with both hands, charged out like a wild bull.
The giant axe was raised high and swung down at Cyrus's head.
Cyrus raised his sword, En, coated it with Haki, and calmly blocked the blow. His figure didn't even sway.
However, the boat beneath his feet was pressed down a fair bit by the force, its stern tilting up.
Another figure rushed out, his sword thrusting silently toward Cyrus.
Cyrus raised his left hand and caught the cunningly aimed longsword coming from the side.
"Aaargh!"
Seeing that someone had taken the lead, the other pirates shouted and charged forward with their weapons.
Bang! Bang!
Pirates with flintlocks fired directly at Cyrus.
Ting! Ting!
The bullets hit Cyrus's body, making a crisp clanging sound as the metal projectiles shattered on impact.
After his sword was caught, Lone Wolf decisively let go of the hilt and retreated, backing away continuously.
Whether he was a match or not could be determined from that single contact.
The previous kick was indeed terrifying, but it lacked a personal feel.
Now, having attacked himself, he already sensed that the gap between them was enormous.
"Running?"
Cyrus flicked his wrist, throwing the sword he had caught by its tip.
Like a shooting star streaking through space, the sword pierced through Lone Wolf's right chest, pinning him to the stone ground of the dock.
Then, Cyrus grabbed the giant axe with his left hand.
The four-meter-tall Giant Axe Onwa didn't want to let go of his weapon.
With Cyrus gripping the axe blade, he was swung around like a large weapon, smashing away the surrounding pirates.
It wasn't until Giant Axe Onwa could no longer hold onto his weapon and was flung away that Cyrus threw the giant axe after him.
Just as he landed, before he could recover from the dizziness, the giant axe followed and smashed into his body.
Crack.
The sound of breaking bones rang out.
A large circle had cleared out around Cyrus.
The pirates retreated one by one with dazed expressions, bumping into the other pirates behind them, creating a chaotic scene.
On the ground around Cyrus, many pirates had been caught in the crossfire.
Some had stopped breathing, while others were screaming in agony.
Cyrus jumped off the boat, walked through the people on the ground, and headed toward the surrounding pirates.
The pirates around him scrambled to back away.
Seeing this, Cyrus gripped the hilt of En and slowly drew the exceptionally long sword.
Then his eyes fell on the at least one or two hundred pirates still around.
'Kill them all?'
The thought arose in Cyrus's mind.
He no longer had any aversion to killing.
On his return journey, any pirates he encountered at sea who were worthless had been buried at the bottom of the ocean.
"Who the hell are you?"
Just as Cyrus was contemplating whether to kill everyone, a figure rushed over from the direction of the town.
When he landed, it was a man in a suit. However, this man was an upright black panther.
Wait, a Devil Fruit user?
A Zoan-type Devil Fruit user?
Cyrus's expression shifted.
He didn't swing his longsword, his eyes fixed on the newcomer.
"Aaargh!"
A pirate suddenly screamed and turned to run.
But after taking just two steps, a Flying Slash flew past, and the scream was cut short.
Cyrus's eyes remained fixed on the newly arrived Devil Fruit user.
"A Master swordsman?"
Seeing Cyrus's slash, the Zoan user's expression instantly turned ugly, then incredibly grave.
"Don't you know whose territory this is?"
This person was trying to use his backer to intimidate Cyrus.
After all, a Master swordsman was not easy to deal with.
These people might not have the speed, stamina, or defense of a Devil Fruit user, but their destructive power was top-notch.
If it wasn't necessary, it was best not to get into a direct conflict with a Master swordsman.
"Territory? Tell me about it."
Cyrus's expression shifted, and he raised his chin.
The surrounding pirates didn't dare to make a rash move.
From just this brief contact, these pirates already understood.
This pretty boy... no, this handsome man, was definitely not someone they could handle.
To be more precise, they could all be killed by him with a casual move.
Now it all depended on whether this person could stop this guy.
"It seems you really don't know. In that case, if you leave now, I can pretend this never happened. Otherwise, if the master behind me finds out, even if you are a Master swordsman, you won't be able to withstand his wrath."
Hearing Cyrus's words, the Zoan user retorted with a warning and a threat.
"I told you to tell me."
Cyrus frowned, emphasizing his point again.
"Is my master's name something you are worthy of knowing—"
Hearing Cyrus's tone, the user immediately snapped back, perhaps accustomed to lording over others here.
This was an unexpected gain, and Cyrus was naturally pleased.
But he really disliked the tone this guy was using.
Boom!
The stone slab under Cyrus's feet shattered.
The next moment, his left hand, covered in Armament Haki, clamped down on the user's face.
Boom!
The man was slammed heavily onto the ground by Cyrus.
Cracks spread out in all directions from the head under Cyrus's left hand.
The dock became dead silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Everyone looked at Cyrus in horror, not even daring to breathe, desperately holding their breath.
Some of the more timid ones were on the verge of crying from fear.
"I said, tell me!" Cyrus spoke again, his left hand still pressing down on the man's head.