Boom!
From the ground, five or six gigantic dragons formed from earth burst forth violently, roaring toward the sky.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Countless fist-sized fireballs streaked through the night like meteors, shooting out from the darkness.
Crackle! Crackle!
Blue-white lightning surged wildly across the ground, writhing like serpents of electricity.
BOOOOM!!!
"Ahhh! Help!!!"
Under the relentless bombardment of ninjutsu, mafia members were blasted into the air or electrocuted where they stood. Their screams echoed endlessly through the night.
At the same time, shadowy figures shot out from the darkness like arrows, plunging straight into the mafia ranks.
"Enemy attack! We're under attack!"
"Open fire! Shoot them!"
"Where are the rockets?! Blow them to pieces!"
After the initial panic, most of the mafia members finally reacted. They hurriedly raised their guns, some even hoisting rocket launchers, aiming at the charging ANBU and pulling the triggers.
But—
Click. Click.
No gunfire came.
The rocket launchers remained silent.
Instead, tiny black insects crawled slowly out of the barrels, as if mocking their helplessness.
"W-What is this?! Why won't the gun fire?! Why won't my rocket launcher work?!"
One mafia member frantically slapped his launcher, trying to shake off the swarm of insects covering it.
As he did, dozens of bugs fell to the ground.
Suddenly—
He sensed danger.
Looking up, he saw a flash of cold steel streak toward him.
Slash!
Blood sprayed into the air like a fountain.
Clutching his throat in confusion, the man collapsed lifelessly.
Before him, an ANBU member glanced down coldly before dashing toward the next target.
All around them, the ANBU descended like wolves among sheep.
Kunai and short blades flashed like lightning.
Each strike brought another mafia member down in a spray of blood.
Between bursts of fire and arcs of lightning, dozens of mafia members fell in groups.
Without their firearms, the mafia stood no chance against the battle-hardened ANBU.
They were nothing more than lambs awaiting slaughter.
Overcome with terror, the mafia members abandoned all thought of resistance and fled in every direction.
But the ANBU moved like streaks of lightning, cutting through the crowd and harvesting lives.
Screams, explosions, and desperate cries blended into a chaotic symphony beneath the night sky.
"How… how is this possible…"
Witnessing everything, even Ant and the other executives felt chills run down their spines.
The Gambino Family—so powerful and famous throughout the West Blue—
Was being defeated by a mere few dozen people?
"Devil Fruit users… it must be… how else could this be possible…?"
Clyde muttered in disbelief, his face pale as he watched the ANBU casually unleash ninjutsu that slaughtered dozens of mafia members at a time.
"Boss, what should we do?" Milan asked, her hand instinctively gripping the hilt of the sword at her waist. "Are we just going to watch them kill all our men?"
The other executives also turned to Ant.
Ant stared grimly at the collapsing ranks of his men and the ghostlike ANBU warriors.
Struggle flickered in his eyes.
But eventually he gritted his teeth.
"We retreat."
"These people are too strong. Even one-on-one, we might not defeat them. Escape first. Later we'll investigate who they are."
"And when we find them… they will pay."
"Yes, Boss!"
Hearing this order, the executives secretly breathed sighs of relief.
Truthfully, none of them wanted to fight those terrifying opponents head-on.
As for escaping—
They weren't worried.
Besides the four docks, the Gambino Family had secretly hidden another ship elsewhere on the island—a contingency vessel prepared for emergencies like this.
Ant turned and fled with seven executives.
Eight figures rushed into the darkness.
But suddenly—
Milan stopped.
She stood frozen, her expression blank.
"Sister Milan? What's wrong?" one executive asked in confusion.
Flash!
A blade of cold light appeared.
The man's face turned deathly pale as he looked down.
Milan's sword had pierced straight through his chest.
"Milan! What are you doing?!"
Ant and the others jumped back instantly, spreading out in alarm.
Thud.
The man's corpse fell to the ground, eyes wide in disbelief.
Milan flicked the blood from her blade.
An eerie smile appeared on her empty expression.
"What am I doing?" she murmured.
"Taking your lives."
A cold male voice suddenly spoke from behind Ant and the others.
"Secret Technique: Partial Multi-Size Technique!"
"Run!!!"
Ant reacted instantly, diving aside without even turning his head.
Clyde roared.
His body swelled and transformed—
Into a giant kangaroo-like beast that bounded away with lightning speed.
Milan's eyes flickered with struggle before clarity returned.
Panting, she stumbled backward, rolled aside, and sprinted desperately away.
Nearby, an ANBU crouched with strange hand signs.
He opened his eyes and glanced at Milan.
"So she broke free from the Mind Transfer Technique… impressive willpower," he muttered.
Before he finished speaking—
BOOOOM!!!
A gigantic hand descended from the sky and slammed into the ground.
Five executives who failed to escape were crushed instantly.
The earth trembled violently, cracks spreading across the ground.
Blood slowly seeped out from beneath the enormous palm.
Seeing this—
The surviving Ant and Clyde turned deathly pale.
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