Sword of the pirate king

"Tsk, it's kind of disgusting."

Noah squatted down, stretched out his hand to close Delinger's eyes, and then grasped the hilt of the sword nailed to his forehead.

Except for Mo Yun's sword resting on Delinger's forehead, the entire sword body was submerged into Delinger's body, just like Delinger's body became Mo Yun's scabbard.

Everything is due to Delinger's last "corner bump", which is to bend the body, the upper body is almost parallel to the ground, and with the head down, Noah's change of direction cannot be seen, and the speed is too fast to react. It was the tip of Mo Yun's sword that rushed forward.

It is true that Noah shifted a position sideways, but Mo Yun was left in mid-air by his intentional sword point towards Delinger.

Although Delinger has the blood of betta fish, and the hardness of his skull is much higher than that of ordinary humans, it is obvious that he is not as hard as Mo Yun.

The biggest feature of the black knife is its hardness!
Looking at the string of fish (?), Noah scratched his head, his big feet mercilessly stepped on Delinger's face, which had just closed his eyes, and exerted strength with his back hand, slowly pulling out the ink cloud , the first part of the sword near the tsuba is the most disgusting. The red and white brains are mixed with blood dripping, and there is a fishy smell that humans don't have. It almost makes Nuo who is used to bloody scenes Ya turned her head and spat it out.

It's not that I was frightened by this scene, it's just that the smell is too strong.

The crimson mist flame ignited ragingly, and it complemented the dark red blood, but it quickly cleaned up the filth on the sword, which made Noah's hairy body calm down - Mo Yun is his Zanpakuto, Theoretically speaking, it is the manifestation of his soul, but when he thinks that his soul is covered with fishy brains, he feels like sitting on pins and needles.

"The next one should be coming soon, right? Let's move it first..."

Noah sensed a few of Delinger's subordinates guarding the door, cut out a sword, the sword energy swept out, there was a shallow gap on the wall, and he walked from another direction without looking back. The door went out.

Outside the other door, a few members of the Don Quixote family, who were lying on the wall and listening, looked stiff and stood still. It took a long time for a gust of wind to blow, and then the upper body slowly slipped off, and the blood spattered.

Continue to make seven turns along the alley, but the overall direction is towards the port, but the speed is not fast, Noah is waiting, waiting for someone to come.

King's Heights, Dressrosa Palace.

Violet kept searching with her hands up, while Monet on the side had disappeared, and was replaced by a tall maid in a maid outfit holding a phone bug to Violet's mouth.

"Monet, fly east. The enemy doesn't seem to be familiar with the terrain of Dressrosa. The speed of advancement is very slow. You will meet each other a little further."

Violet said, her voice was stopped by Monet who was turning into a ball of snowflakes flying in the sky on the other side. She turned into an upper body to hold the petite phone bug, while her lower body was a blowing blizzard, just like in a myth. The wind giant is average.

"I see... I seem to see the enemy you mentioned, the silver-white mask, the black knife..."

Monet put away the phone bug, took a deep breath and exhaled, the snowflakes were blown downward by the wind, but Noah, who was running, was noticed by his sense of knowledge and dodged, a thin layer of snow formed on the ground .

"You killed Delinger?"

Monet landed leisurely, with an elegant posture like a lady, not at all like the time when he was about to freeze Noah into a popsicle as soon as they met.

She curled Bicui's wavy long hair casually with her snow-white fingers, and looked at Noah with interest in her eyes, as if she was very interested in this guy who appeared out of nowhere.

"Hmph, you are very cunning."

Noah snorted coldly. Sure enough, the more beautiful the woman, the more deceitful she is. On the surface, Monet was asking him questions, but in fact, the drunkard's intention was not to drink. She was delaying time. The real purpose...

Noah stomped his feet, and a wave of air exploded all over his body. At some point, the snow under his feet had accumulated as thick as two fingers. I am afraid that if Monet said a few more words, the snow had already reached his ankles, but now he The snow within two meters around him was shaken away by him.

If he hadn't been able to clearly perceive that the snow on the ground had been slowly thickening after Monet fell to the ground, he would not have discovered Monet's sinister intentions.

"Hehe, you really aroused my interest."

Monet didn't take it seriously, his big and lifeless eyes finally had focus at this time, and his small movements were discovered. This shows that the man in front of him has not weak perception and strength, and he can stretch himself up.

"Snow Rabbit."

Monet shook his hand towards Noah, and immediately there were dozens of snowballs in the shape of white rabbits, rushing towards Noah. Although they were made of snow, they were formed casually during snowball fights with children. Snowball is worlds different.

The hardness of these snowballs is not comparable to that of steel, and is almost the same as that of stones. If they fall from the sky, the acceleration of gravity is enough to smash the enemy's body. , The snow rabbit's lethality is not strong, it is more of a temptation.

Noah saw it clearly, and the moment he drew his sword, there were dozens of slashes, and each sword was accurately slashed at the center of the snow rabbit, dividing it into two halves.

Taking advantage of this time, Monet contacted Violet again through the phone bug: "Did this man show his armed arrogance when he was fighting Delinger?"

"No, it can only be seen that his speed is astonishing, even faster than Delinger, and he didn't even perform much swordsmanship. In the end, Delinger himself hit the tip of the sword and died."

Violet recalled a moment and replied.

"Really, then he can't hurt me."

Monet took back the phone bug with a smile, and rushed towards Noah who was standing with a knife. His hands turned into huge claw blades made of snow condensed. The hardness was comparable to steel, and he wanted to tear Noah into pieces. .

The sword light flashed, and Noah turned around stiffly. Monet, who passed by, was not dismembered by the ink cloud, but turned into a snowman with several dislocated parts of his body, which slowly collapsed. On one side, her body rose from the snow and condensed into a human shape, and Noah's stiff posture was caught in her eyes.

"Why, you really don't know how to arm and domineering? Ordinary slashes can't hurt me who ate the natural snow fruit." In her eyes, this was the proof that Noah was powerless.

Monet's hands turned into sharp claws again, and the friction between the claws and the blades actually felt a bit of metal impact, which shows how hard it is.

Monet only dared to believe what Violet said. Even if someone was watching Violet, she didn't dare to make fun of her own life. It seemed that the real body rushed up just now, but in fact it was nothing It's just a lifelike fake body.