Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 3563

A light breeze stirred across the open sea, brushing away the tension that had been building moments before. Even the stiffest shoulders on the deck began to

ease.

Aboard the Medusa Gang's warship, Matthew stood quietly, one hand casually resting on the hilt of his sword, Bloodreaper. His face revealed nothing; it remained serene and inscrutable, much like a bottomless ancient well.

Nearby, the man in the loud floral shorts felt a sudden jolt of unease. A cold sweat trickled down his back. Something in him screamed, If that sword comes out, we are all done for.

"Fire!" he shouted without hesitation, snatching a pistol from the table beside him. His finger squeezed the trigger.

Bang!

The gunshot rang out across the deck. His face lit up with excitement. That's it—I made my choice, and he should be dead now.

Yet, before the echo faded, a sharp metallic ring cut through the noise.

Clang!

A blinding flash of sword energy sliced through the bullet mid-air, splitting it cleanly in two. The energy didn't stop. It shot forward, fast as lightning, and pierced the man's neck in a single, fluid motion.

Each one had their weapon raised, but none got the chance to fire. The blade had

patted his body, searching

showman than a fighter.

His voice trailed off.

for his neck. Warm blood trickled between his fingers. The realization hit him—his head was already separated from his

I die, I'll..." He

the soldiers collapsed, their

his expression cold with disgust. "Filthy souls.

glass bottle. He turned it slightly, letting the wind catch

through the

Sizzle.

powder touched them, flames erupted across the bodies. The fire didn't spread

no ordinary fire.

known among a few in the underground medical world as Purifying Dust, was rare and deadly. Just a sprinkle could

Who is this

still drawn. His jaw was tight, and his eyes stayed locked the

were wiped out in seconds

disbelief. Then, someone