One Piece: My Spirit

The Baroque Work Agency ambushed more than 500 people on this small island of "European Cup", with the purpose of recapturing the "dancing powder" and a large number of weapons confiscated by the navy.

This group of 'dancing fans' is very important to Crocodile's next plan. Now is the critical moment to further split Alabasta and stir up conflicts in various places. Naturally, there should be no mistakes.

And that batch of weapons was also purchased from the underground black market to trigger civil strife, and also used as a necessity for strategic reserves.

So after learning that these things were discovered and confiscated by the Navy, Baroque Works had to take such a big risk to confront the Navy head-on. Of course, even senior agents did not know the intelligence behind these things. All they knew was to perfectly execute the tasks assigned by them, nothing more.

And this time the senior agents who came to carry out the 'recapture' plan are Mr. 3 and his partner Miss Golden Week.

Facing the 500 members of the Baroque Work Club, Iscar and the other navies showed no signs of timidity. Although the opponent had an advantage in numbers, the number did not represent combat effectiveness, and their boss killed all the pirates such as 'Vulture' Keith. This is undoubtedly the confidence of these navies.

"Hmph! Those worthless million elders not only messed up the task assigned by the boss, but also asked us to wipe their asses!"

Even among more than 500 people, Mr. 3 was extra conspicuous, because besides Miss Golden Week, almost no other members of the work club dared to approach him, and everyone's eyes and behavior seemed to be in awe of the two.

"Go!"

Following Mr. 3's order, a large number of billions of elders and millions of elders flocked to Shire, Iska and others like a swarm of bees.

It's just that suddenly a huge crescent-shaped flying slash opened a huge gap in the crowd in front, and it was Shire who made the shot. Just one flying slash almost caused more than 70 people to lose their combat power and fall to the ground.

It can only be said that it is not unreasonable for these hundreds of millions of elders who rushed to the front to be treated as cannon fodder. Their strength is so poor that they are completely used to gather numbers.

Charles looked at the enemy opposite with a blank face, his feet sank and his arms exerted force again, this time using the power of Iai Zhan's instant burst to swing "Iai Zhan · Zipping".

boom!
The huge flying slash instantly split the surrounding ground into pieces of soil and rocks, arousing a large amount of smoke and dust. After the smoke and dust cleared, there were less than 500 of the billions of elders who were originally close to 100 people.

Iska also looked at the scene in front of him in a little astonishment. This was the first time Iska saw Shire fighting outside after becoming Shire's adjutant. He didn't expect it to be so far away from the branch base.

At the same time, Iska also ordered an attack. The fighting spirit of these remaining enemies had been defeated by Charles, and it was easy to deal with them.

"Tsk! What a bunch of trash!"

Mr. 3 looked at the hundreds of millions of elders who were knocked down in an instant, and his face was extremely ugly. Then, flames burst out from the top of the "3"-shaped hair. Mr. 3 swung his arm suddenly, and a large amount of white wax was secreted from his arm and flew towards Iska and other navy.

Iska's skills and strength are also very good. He also saw the weirdness of these unknown liquids and easily dodged them sideways, but the nearby sailors were not so lucky. The white wax liquid instantly solidified into shackles after touching the human body, and suddenly some sailors lost their mobility and fell to the ground, unable to move.

Candle shackles!

And no matter how the sailors used knives and guns, they couldn't break the candle shackles tied to their bodies. Immediately, Iska knew that the man with funny hair had the devil fruit ability. However, even though Iska reminded his subordinates, many sailors still lost their combat effectiveness.

The abilities of devil fruits are all kinds of strange, and the effects developed by different people are even more different. It is very easy to suffer big losses when fighting with capable people without sufficient intelligence and understanding. Today, these sailors are the best example.

Mr. 3 is a superman with the ability of wax fruit, a "candle man" who can freely secrete and create candles from the body, and these candles produced by the fruit ability are as hard as steel, so the navy's swords and guns were unable to break the shackles of this candle for a while.

But Mr. 3 also knows that he seems to have made many navies lose their combat power, but he knows in his heart that the lieutenant commander is the biggest enemy, and it doesn't make any sense not to solve him.

"Hey! Miss Golden Week, can you stop being so leisurely! Later, remember to cooperate with me to deal with that lieutenant commander!" Mr. 3 shouted to Miss Golden Week, who was still leisurely eating senbei and watching a movie.

Miss Golden Week took a sip of senbei and nodded to express her understanding, but she looked a little absent-minded at this time, as if something in her eyes had been attracting her attention and gaze.

Mr. 3 threw out another large piece of wax liquid, and the target at this time was Charles, but he easily dodged it as soon as he dodged, and several times of candle shackles in a row, but still did not touch Charles' body.

"cut!"

Mr. 3 stared at Ciel angrily. Ciel also curiously tried to chop the solidified candle with "Xue Xun" just now, but only left a shallow white mark. It is indeed as hard as steel, but Ciel also has a general understanding of this hardness.

When Mr. 3 noticed that Charles was rushing towards him, he immediately secreted a large amount of wax liquid to form a huge white candle wall for defense, but Mr. 3 was soon shocked to find that a crack appeared in his candle wall, and then it shattered!
And Shire's "Xue Xun" also came to Mr. 3's chest in the blink of an eye. Mr. 3 subconsciously protected his body with his hands.

Mr. 3 gritted his teeth and stood up again. Although there was a little blood on his hands at this time, it seemed that it was only a skin trauma. Just at the critical moment, Mr. 3's skin secreted a large amount of wax, and the wax on the skin instantly solidified, barely blocking the opponent's knife.

But Mr. 3 was shocked that this lieutenant commander was so strong that he could completely cut off his own candle in an instant!