"Aah!!!"
Chief Kurogar's eyes brimmed with bloody tears, and his face contorted in near madness, but at this moment, he could do nothing but glare at Ross in the sky with eyes full of resentment.
The fact that the enemy had reached them meant that the Tigrians tribe had been completely wiped out.
Perhaps the few survivors among them were the last remaining members of the Tigrians tribe.
"I'll give you a chance. If you surrender now, I can spare your lives."
Ross slowly descended from the sky. Gion, standing beside him, frowned slightly and flapped her wings, trying to follow, but Ross stopped her with a look.
A flash of understanding crossed Gion's eyes, and her gaze toward Chief Kurogar and the others turned increasingly sympathetic.
Here we go again—it was that time when Ross's penchant for mental torment reached its peak.
"Let me tell you a fact. Even if you include all of you, no more than a hundred of the entire Tigrians people on Tigrana Island would survive! And people were dying every minute!"
Ross slowly descended until he was only ten meters away from Chief Kurogar. His voice was soft, yet it struck everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer:
"Choose the destruction of your clan, or the only chance of survival? Chief Kurogar, give me an answer."
"You choose your ****!"
Chief Kurogar suddenly let out a roar, leaped high into the air, and pounced on Ross like an enraged beast.
In mid-air, Chief Kurogar roared, his fur bristling, and he instantly transformed into a massive tiger, his claws flashing with a bloodthirsty light as he lunged straight for Ross's throat.
At the same time, the remaining sixteen powerful members of the Tigrians tribe also took to the air.
Some were armed, others were unarmed, their eyes burning with endless hatred and despair as they charged toward Ross like moths to a flame.
Their eyes held only overwhelming rage and deep-seated hatred for Ross, but not a trace of desire to survive.
"Very good! The Tigrians—I will remember that name."
Ross's lips curled into a bright smile, and his eyes instantly turned silver-white, like two cold crescent moons. His clothes billowed without wind, as if lifted by an invisible force.
In mid-air, seawater surged forth.
Ross stood high above the waves, like an unshakeable god. In his right hand, he gripped the gleaming Poseidon's Trident, which shimmered with a deep blue light under the sunlight.
Buzz!
A vast, domineering aura suddenly erupted, causing the air to freeze. Even a powerful figure like Chief Kurogar had to temporarily restrain himself and hold his breath in response.
In that split second, Ross thrust out the Poseidon's Trident, aiming straight for Chief Kurogar's heart.
"Roar!"
When Chief Kurogar regained his senses from the intimidation of Conqueror's Haki, the attack had already arrived in front of him, and the surroundings were sealed off by the water flow controlled by Ross, as if he were trapped in an invisible cage.
In that critical moment, Chief Kurogar had no time to think and could only instinctively cross his arms, trying to block the unstoppable attack. He didn't even have time to apply Armament Haki.
"Break!"
Ross's Poseidon's Trident arrived and clashed against Chief Kurogar's tiger claws.
The moment they collided, Chief Kurogar's expression changed drastically.
Slash!!
The Poseidon's Trident, carrying unparalleled power, pierced through his arm with ease. Blood instantly stained the trident crimson, but the attack did not stop there; it continued to penetrate, heading straight for his heart.
Fortunately, the brief moment of obstruction gave him a precious second.
So powerful! Absolutely breathtaking!
But just as Chief Kurogar prepared to retreat quickly, he suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness throughout his body.
"Damn it..."
Chief Kurogar's eyes were bloodshot. He didn't know when, but a layer of seawater had adhered to his back, which was the source of his powerlessness.
Once a Devil Fruit user came into contact with seawater, they became even weaker than an ordinary person, and only a few truly powerful individuals could temporarily ignore it.
Unfortunately, Chief Kurogar wasn't even proficient in Armament Haki, so he wasn't a strongman of that level at all.
Pfft!!!
In the end, the Poseidon's Trident easily pierced Chief Kurogar's heart, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
"Chieftain!"
The remaining powerful members of the Tigrians tribe who had just arrived cried out in alarm, but they had no time to grieve before they heard Chief Kurogar shout with his last strength:
"Charge! The Tigrians can only die on the way to the charge!"
Although Chief Kurogar's voice was weak, the conviction it contained brought tears to the eyes of every Tigrian.
In particular, Chief Kurogar's entire body was pierced through, and he hung on Poseidon's Trident. The wound on his chest was shocking, but his eyes remained as resolute as ever.
"Chieftain!!"
Tears welled up in the eyes of the other powerful members of the Tigrians tribe. They knew that this was the last chance the chieftain had given them.
If they missed this opportunity, they would truly have no hope left.
"Ah!!!"
With a series of roars, sixteen powerful members of the Tigrians tribe brandished their weapons and swarmed forward from all directions, launching a fierce attack on Ross. Their movements were swift as the wind, their eyes burning with boundless anger and tragic heroism.
However, Ross, standing on high ground, remained calm and composed in the face of these powerful figures' attacks, simply raising his unarmed left hand.
In an instant, the seawater seemed to obey his call, surging down like a raging tide.
Huge waves rolled and roared, sweeping the figures of sixteen powerful members of the Tigrians tribe, along with their weapons, into the endless abyss.
Ross gave a gentle squeeze, a seemingly tender gesture that contained terrifying power.
Sizzle!
The powerful members of the Tigrians tribe, enveloped by the seawater, were crushed and compressed under this force, their bodies mangled like fragile glass, leaving no trace of life as blood clouded the waves.
"It's over, Tigrians."
Ross stood on high ground, his right arm slightly raised, fingers spread, and the seawater seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, slowly parting to both sides. The waves formed a graceful arc around his arm, and the water droplets refracted delicate light under the moonlight.
As his arm fell, the sixteen compressed remnants plummeted to the ground like puppets with broken strings.
They streaked through the air at incredible speed, leaving a trail of blood-stained airflow. Upon impact with the ground, they made a muffled "plop" sound, splashing up a cloud of mud.
At the same time, Ross heard 17 pleasant notification sounds.
Immediately afterwards, Ross glanced to the west and suddenly swung the Poseidon's Trident.
Whoosh!
With a sharp whooshing sound, the Poseidon's Trident, along with Chief Kurogar's corpse, pierced the air like lightning and firmly embedded itself in the thick tree trunk. Blood slowly flowed down the tip of the trident, forming a scarlet mark on the trunk.
At this moment, Chief Kurogar's life had completely vanished.
The Tigrians, a vanished people!
Just then, an unusually conspicuous phenomenon appeared in the western sky: a colorful ribbon, a kilometer long and shaped like an arrow at the top, flew in, with three figures standing on it.
"I'm late..."
Shamrock on the ribbon only needed to use his Observation Haki to know what had happened here, and his expression couldn't help but become slightly gloomy.
"One hour, damn Saint Ross, I underestimated you."
Shamrock cursed under his breath, a look of disbelief flashing in his eyes. He thought he had been fast enough at killing.
But the facts before him told him that Ross had been far faster than him.
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