Having received the reply, Saint Shamrock stared intently at Shang Qi before him, a flash of ruthlessness crossing his eyes. "Since you put it like that, you have no right to exist in this world."
With that, he slowly lowered his severed arm. Blood gushed continuously from the stump, dripping onto the ground and rapidly staining it with an alarming red.
Immediately afterward, he pulled a pure red Den Den Mushi from his robe. Its shell was smooth as a mirror, radiating an eerie red glow.
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