The joint attack of the two officers, in the eyes of the fish-men, was enough to blast any enemy to smithereens.
However, whether it was that sharp water jet or that powerful, heavy punch, both slammed into that invisible barrier once again when they neared within a foot of Lorne's body.
Water splashed everywhere, and the wind from the punch surged, but it couldn't make even a corner of Lorne's clothes budge an inch.
He didn't even look at the two's attacks, just lazily picked his ear, seemingly annoyed by the noise they were making.
"Sha ha ha ha…"
A burst of grating laughter came from behind. Arlong walked over with large strides, his cruel eyes locked tightly onto Lorne.
"So that's it, a devil fruit user! No wonder you dared to stand here alone; what stupid confidence!"
He smugly thought he had seen through Lorne's background. In his view, there was no other possibility for such an eerie ability other than a rare devil fruit.
"But, so what if you are a user?"
Arlong grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth.
"In front of us fish-men, whose natural strength is ten times that of humans, any tricks are useless!"
"Let me show you, you inferior human, the true power of the superior fish-men race!"
Before he finished speaking, his legs exerted force suddenly, and his whole body turned into an afterimage, his saw-toothed long nose slicing a deadly cold light through the air, piercing straight toward Lorne's heart.
Shark ~ ON ~ DARTS!
This was his signature move, combining the fish-men's powerful explosive force with his own racial characteristics, enough to easily pierce through the iron armor of a Warship!
"Clang!"
A loud sound like metal clashing exploded.
Arlong's indestructible nose slammed solidly into the empty space in front of Lorne, unable to advance even an inch further.
A rebound force, even more terrifying than his impact force, traveled along his nose and spread throughout his entire body.
Arlong felt as if his head had been hit head-on by a giant hammer, stars dancing before his eyes. His entire body flew backward uncontrollably, rolling several times on the ground before stopping in a disheveled state.
"Boss Arlong!"
All the fish-men exclaimed in horror, their faces pale.
If the first time was an accident and the second was a coincidence, then even Boss Arlong being easily bounced away could only mean one thing.
The human before them possessed a powerful strength they could not comprehend.
A chill began to spread from the bottom of every fish-man's heart; they discovered that the temperature of the surrounding air was dropping at an extremely abnormal speed.
The water vapor in the air quickly condensed into visible ice crystal, and a layer of white frost was spreading rapidly across the solid ground of the port.
"Just about time to end this."
Lorne's calm words sounded like a death sentence in the ears of every fish-man.
Just as he finished speaking, countless ice thorns glistening with cold light broke through the thin layer of frost on the ground, growing wildly in a hideous posture, instantly turning the entire port into a forest of sharp ice.
Chew and Kuroobi, who had just climbed up from the ground, saw Arlong get knocked away and were already consumed by rage, roaring as they charged up again.
Lorne didn't even glance at them.
"Swish!" "Swish!"
Two of the thickest ice thorns seemed to possess life, shooting out suddenly from the ground. Their speed was so fast they broke the sound barrier, leaving two white shockwaves in the air.
"Kuroobi! Chew!"
Arlong, who had just climbed up from the ground, saw this scene and his eyes instantly turned bloodshot, letting out a heart-wrenching roar.
He wanted to rush over to rescue them, but his movements were a beat too slow.
Puchi! Puchi!
The sound of sharp blades piercing through flesh rang out one after another.
Chew and Kuroobi's charging figures stopped abruptly. They looked down in disbelief, watching two crystal-clear ice thorns pierce through their chests, stained with warm blood.
Cold air surged wildly into their bodies through the wounds. A layer of frost quickly covered their faces, and their life force faded away rapidly.
The next second, those two ice thorns burst into growth, countless smaller ice spikes branching out from the main trunk, churning and tearing wildly inside their bodies.
Accompanied by a scalp-numbing shattering sound, the two officers of the Arlong Pirates were, under the horrified gaze of all the fish-men, completely frozen and torn to pieces, turning into countless ice chunks mixed with flesh and blood scattered all over the ground.
"Aaaaaah!"
Arlong looked up to the sky and let out a beast-like roar. His bloodshot eyes locked onto Lorne, filled with endless hatred and a trace of fear that even he himself hadn't realized.
"Despicable human… clearly the lowest trash… to think you are a Logia Devil Fruit User!"
He gritted his teeth, every word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth.
"How dare you… how dare you kill my kin!"
A strong sense of crisis and bone-deep hatred led him to make the most rational judgment.
"Everyone! Retreat into the sea! In the water, we are invincible!"
He roared out the order, preparing to lead his remaining subordinates to retreat into their most familiar home turf, using the advantage of the sea water to deal with this troublesome devil fruit user.
The surviving fish-men awoke as if from a dream, turning around and rushing toward the port sea behind them, filled with fear and resentment.
However, the moment they turned around, all the fish-men's footsteps stopped in unison.
Everyone's face, including Arlong's, showed an expression mixed with absurdity, astonishment, and final despair.
Behind them, the bay that was originally rippling with blue waves had completely disappeared, replaced by an endless ice field.
The huge pirate ship shark spabu was firmly frozen in the thick ice, unable to move.
As far as the eye could see, the entire sea surface was covered by crystalline and hideous glaciers, extending all the way to where it met the horizon.
Their retreat path was completely cut off.
Lorne watched their ghost-seeing expressions, his voice clearly reaching the ears of every desperate fish-man.
"If you guys ran into the sea, it would be quite troublesome!"
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