The huge wave sweeping the anime world

Vashto's left claw rushed towards Sivers' neck with great sharpness and ferocity.

Sivers looked calm and composed. The same moves would have no effect on a noble fighting genius like him.

He put his hands together and controlled the flowing wax surrounding him to form a wall in front of him to block the attack.

Bang!

The black claws scratched the white wax wall, leaving claw marks of varying depths.

"Although wax is soft, it will begin to heat up and melt locally when subjected to force, which can block a lot of force. So this wax wall is indeed a good defense against instantaneous impacts like mine."

Vashto pieced together the information he had received and thought about how to deal with the enemy.

"It's just that my domineering aura hasn't been cultivated enough. Without the blessing of strength, it will be difficult to break through in a short period of time."

"If it's Vice Admiral Garp, he should be able to smash the opponent's defense with just a few punches, right?"

The image of the eccentric commander who was picking his nose with one hand and eating rice crackers with the other hand appeared in Vashto's eyes.

He even wondered if the other party might have made a mistake and swallowed the booger instead of the senbei.

Vice Admiral Garp had an embarrassed look on his face, but he punched him a few times in an instant, sending him to bed for a few days.

Boom!

The left and right claws covered with armed color domineering opened continuously, attacking the wax wall rapidly and continuously.

At first, the wax wall could still withstand Vashto's attacks, but under the continuous attacks, it could no longer withstand it.

The black claw tore open a hole, and the entire wall collapsed at this moment. Sivers, who was hiding behind it, had to step back several steps to avoid the possible pursuit of Vashto.

But even so, he still couldn't escape Vashto's black claws.

A huge shadow appeared behind him and enveloped him. At this moment, black beast claws attacked him at high speed, intending to tear him in half.

"Haha, lovely dinner, you don't think this is all I can do, do you?"

Sivers' long black hair flew wildly under the impact, and he used the wax sword in his hand to block Vashto's attack.

Wax is just my fruit ability, but swordsmanship is my hobby."

As if it was the holy light from the moon, Sivers used the wax sword to chop out an extremely dazzling and magnificent sword energy.

The slash quickly approached Vashto, but the opponent did not make any evasive moves. Facing Sivers's slash, Vashto simply raised his right claw, using it as a shield, and actually blocked the attack directly with his claw.

boom!

When the slashing attack hit Vashto's claws, a loud muffled sound was heard, and a huge impact explosive force was generated in front of Vashto, dissipating the remaining power to the surroundings.

As Vashto took the attack head-on, cracks appeared on the hard ground beneath his feet.

Vashto frowned, but he was secretly happy in his heart. The more abilities his opponent showed, the happier he was.

Unless you are an absolute genius, being fully skilled means being completely unskilled.

The more Sivers showed, the lower his odds.

"Expanding the Field. Wax Art Space"

Blah blah blah...

The silvery-white fluid began to spread in all directions with Sivers as the center like a rushing flood.

In a very short time, the space beneath his feet was covered with wax. This was an ability he developed when making artworks. As long as he was in this area, he was invincible. Even the famous pirates would be deterred when facing him because of this tricky area of ​​flowing wax.

However, this state would consume a lot of his physical strength and would not last long, but in his opinion it was enough.

"I remember that you have challenged the royal family of the Kingdom of Saint John several times in the underground auction warehouse. This is how you will die."

After Sivers finished his judgment, his hands began to change gestures, and the wax in the fluid field began to move accordingly.

The flowing wax twisted into various weapons and chopped towards Vashto who was rushing towards him.

"Humph"

Vashto snorted coldly, and with the help of his observation Haki, he used his black claws like a hand knife to slash at the wax weapon.

The wax weapon was not as hard as the wall before, and was easily split in half by Vashto.

Just when he was about to continue approaching Sivers and take him down in one go.

Two pairs of big hands stretched out from the waxen ground infected by Sivers and grabbed his feet. The chopped weapons came alive again and crawled onto Vashto's body.

"You fell into the trap, didn't you?"

Sivers' face lit up with joy; the other party's ability was indeed beyond his expectations, but that was all.

No matter who you are, you have to stop in the field of waxing.

The wax hands and wax weapons grew in number until they overwhelmed Vashto.

Vashto wielded his black claws, slashing at all the wax flowers that tried to get close to him.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang, clang bang bang bang…

Under Vashto's fierce counterattack, the overwhelming wax substances were all shattered into pieces and turned into wax fragments all over the sky, falling on Vashto's body like thin white snow.

Seeing that Vashto had turned into a "snowman", Sivers opened his hands to command, and the scattered wax came to life again, found his companions who were forced to separate in Vashto, and reunited together.

In a flash, Vashto's entire body and hair were covered with silver-white wax. The warm wax restricted Vashto's movements, and he became a different-world version of a beggar chicken, no, a nectar badger.

Gradually, the temperature of the wax began to increase, and the scalding hot wax burned the black hair covering Vashto's entire body. Generally, people who were controlled in this way would die from the pain or become paralyzed on one side of their body during this stage.

But for Vashto, the familiar severe pain could greatly stimulate his nerves, as if he had been injected with a shot of stimulant when he was in his most fanatical state. The desire to fight hard began to boil and become restless.

Sivers felt the surging fighting spirit emanating from Vashto, but he didn't take it seriously.

"No need to struggle in vain. No one has been able to break out of my wax prison so far."

"I added some toxins to the wax. These will seep into your body while the hot wax erodes your flesh, paralyzing your consciousness. After a while, you will lose the will to fight."

"Naturally, you will become one of the "artworks" in my collection"

Sivers put away the wax sword in his hand. The battle was over. Now all he had to do was drive the navy out of the Kingdom of St. John, and then everything would be over.

Although his plan was not fully implemented and the second half was not even unfolded, he was still blessed by God.

In the years since he was brought back to the Kingdom of St. John, he has basically accomplished everything he has done. No one in the Kingdom of St. John can accomplish what he cannot do.

Are there people who oppose him like Vashto? Yes, but very few. Unless he doesn't want to live anymore, no one can interfere and criticize what he does, and no one can criticize him.