Age of Pirates

"She's about to collapse."

Peach Rabbit spoke out, she had already felt that Isis's artistic conception was assimilated into Mihawk's domain.

Once the assimilation is complete, she will completely lose consciousness.

Several great swordsmen were silent, saying that this little girl was overestimating her abilities, but they could feel her determination.

Douglas and the others also felt the situation of Isis. Although they were not as keen as the great swordsmen, they felt the feeling of loss of life.

"Captain, tell Sister Isis to stop, otherwise she will die."

Sister Xiong was extremely anxious, and Maggie also echoed.

"Boss, something is really wrong. If this continues, Isis won't be able to survive."

"Captain, it's better to stop her. She can't reach that point now."

Xiong Da and Wilt spoke out one after another. Dougla narrowed his eyes, nodded, and was ready to take action.

He doesn't regret not getting the light of the night moon, but he will regret it if his partner dies.

"Fox, go to the bear's head."

Dougla said hello and asked Fox, who was standing above him, to leave.

Fox spread his wings and flew, landing on the bear's head. Douglas glanced at the great swordsmen and walked forward.

While walking forward step by step, Dougla's fists were already wrapped in a light golden halo.

He was ready to defeat this realm of Mihawk and bring Isis to consciousness.

"call out"

A sword energy suddenly passed by, Dougla turned his head and saw that Mihawk had already sheathed the sword.

"Although you are her partner, I hope you will wait."

His sudden attack stunned the great swordsmen. Dougla stared at Mihawk and said word by word: "She can't hold on any longer."

"No, she can hold on."

Mihawk's tone was still so calm, Dougla twitched the corner of his mouth, and then continued to move forward without even thinking about it.

"call out"

Another sword energy stopped Dougla in his tracks.

Dougla was furious when he saw Mihawk sheathing his knife again.

"asshole"

With a roar, Dougla tilted his head and shouted: "Xiong Da, go save Isis."

Before he finished speaking, Dougla moved and attacked with a punch, running towards Mihawk.

When he made such a move, many people were dumbfounded.

Before these people could react, Mihawk first slashed out with his knife to stop Xiong Da who was about to take action, and then swung his knife again to block Dougla's punch.

"boom"

A burst of impact force spurted out, Mihawk narrowed his eyes and looked at Douglas, this guy is interesting.

Douglas failed to land a punch and was about to throw another punch when Lopez stopped him.

"Douglas, wait a minute."

After calling Douglas, Lopez looked at Mihawk and said, "Isis is not worthy of his calculations. There must be other reasons."

Douglas was stunned when he heard this, and subconsciously looked towards Isis.

"Uncle, Isis is now"

"She'll be fine"

Before he finished speaking, Mihawk spoke up and said no more.

Dougla almost yelled, this guy is so annoying. Since he said it was okay, at least give him a reason.

Xiong Da and the others ran over and looked at Mihawk with unkind eyes.

Being stared at like this, Mihawk's expression did not change at all.

"Douglas, wait a minute."

Claes walked over and pointed in the direction of Isis: "Douglas, this is her opportunity, not just the light of the night and moon."

Seeing the envy and admiration in Klas's eyes, Douglas was stunned.

"Klass, what's going on?" Jiu Liuwei.

Kras did not answer, but looked at Isis with a complicated expression, then looked at Mihawk, shook his head slightly and said: "You will know later, Isis will be fine."

The tone of certainty convinced Douglas that Claes would not lie to him.

At this time, Klas's words made the great swordsmen think a little, but Mihawk was still so calm.

"Look, things have changed."

Kras spoke again, and everyone turned their heads to look, only to see that Isis's artistic conception, which was about to be assimilated into Mihawk's domain, seemed to be reborn, overflowing again.

Her artistic conception is getting stronger and stronger. She looks like she is competing with Mihawk's domain, but there is a trace of harmony.

Her pace quickened again, and every step seemed to be without pressure.

"how is this possible"

Seeing Isis so relaxed, the great swordsmen were confused again. Could it be that Mihawk's domain was fake?

But when they saw that the swordsmen inside were not moving forward, they rejected this idea.

They are all in one area, and Isis will not be given preferential treatment, especially since Mihawk is standing here and he cannot control it.

Isis moved forward step by step until she crossed the gap and landed in front of the light of the night moon.

The feeling of oppression was gone. Isis smiled slightly and reached out to hold the light of the night moon.

"She succeeded"

Seeing the light of the night moon being held by Isis, the scene suddenly became sensational.

At this time, the other swordsmen in the field suddenly softened and collapsed.

Isis walked over step by step, and everyone stared at her with envy.

She ignored these glances and kept coming to Mihawk.

After saluting, Isis looked extremely respectful and saluted again.

"Teacher, thank you for your guidance."

teacher

The sound is not loud, but many people can hear it clearly.

Isis is actually Mihawk’s disciple

The great swordsmen reacted the fastest. They looked at Isis and then at the field over there. They understood.

This guy Mihawk actually did something like this.

He chooses his disciples based on his own field. This guy is really unique in what he does.

"Since you have gained something, don't let the light of the night moon be covered in dust."

Mihawk spoke out and smiled for the first time, Isis, I hope you grow up faster.

"Silk"

Many people gasped, Mihawk admitted it.

"Teacher, one day in the future, I will take it and challenge you."

"I'm waiting for you"

Before he finished speaking, Mihawk turned and left. Looking at his back, Isis smiled with a firm look in her eyes.

"Is this the beginning of another legend?"

Garcia murmured, looked at the night moon light in Isis's hand, and smiled with relief.

The way Mihawk accepted his apprentice today is destined to be famous throughout the world.

"Why didn't I think of that?"

A swordsman looked at the Night Moon Light in Isis's hand, and then thought about Mihawk's admitted identity as a disciple, and his eyes turned red with jealousy.

"Hmph, stop being delusional. Do you dare to incorporate your own artistic conception into it, and still understand your own things?"

A swordsman next to her retorted, "This is not luck, but talent and strength."

Not to mention that they didn't know it just now, even if they knew it now, they wouldn't dare to try it.

Are you kidding? That will kill people.

"I don't know why, but I feel that Yeyue's light has been obtained by her, which makes me convinced."

Another swordsman spoke up, and the people around him were stunned when they heard it.

Thinking about it carefully, yes, until now, they don't think there is anything wrong with Isis getting the Light of the Night and Moon.

"The reason why she is convinced is because of her persistence in the way of swordsmanship, isn't it?"