The bloody sword hero of the pirate king

At this time, Kaido, who was floating in the clouds in the form of a giant dragon, suddenly lifted his head slightly, and looked at the distant sea, only to see pirate ships gradually appearing in sight. At a rough glance, there are more than ten ships .

"That bloody guy, are you going to join me?"

After two battles in a row, even Kaido, who is known as the strongest creature in the world and has abnormal recovery power, can't help but feel strenuous. The scar on his head is still painful, and the bleeding on his chin has stopped, but the wound has not yet Disappear, such scars cannot be recovered in a short time.

Now with the support of Huang Yuan, although Jhin is also there, his strength is still a bit weaker after all. It can be done by holding Huang Yuan, but it will definitely lose after a long time. At that time, it will definitely be benefited by the Scarlet Pirates. I don't want to make a wedding dress for someone else.

"Let's go, Jhin." Kaido turned his head and flew into the distance, his huge body shuttled through the clouds, thunder rolled, like a thunder dragon looming in the sky.

"Yes, Brother Kaido." Jhin raised his head and responded, his ten-meter-long wingspan trembled, and Kaido's dragon body quickly flew away.

"Oh~~ They've had enough fighting, are they going to leave?" Kizaru said leisurely, looking up at Kaido who was gradually receding in the sky.

Garp frowned, and looked in the opposite direction of Kaido's departure, "Sure enough, it's still here, otherwise Kaido won't let it go."

"Hmm~~ It's really difficult, Mr. Garp." Kizaru also found the pirate fleet in the distance, turned his head and said helplessly to Garp, "Since the Scarlet Pirates are here, we should leave."

"Based on your current state, I'm afraid you're no match for Bloody. Besides, I'm not here to start a war, I'm just here to rescue you."

"If there is going to be a war, it is better to send Sakaski."

"Those soldiers..." Garp didn't reply to the words of the yellow ape, but turned to look at the corpses of soldiers floating on the sea, his face gradually darkened.

"Judging from the current situation, we have to give up on them. It's impossible for the two of us to go back with a pile of corpses." Huang Yuan said with a face of indifference, completely ignoring Garp's increasingly ugly face, After all, these people will die, and part of the responsibility lies on him.

"boom boom"

A large number of shells hit from the air, and exploded after falling into the water around the two of them, and the waves shook the wreckage of the ship violently.

"gone."

Huang Yuan grabbed Garp's shoulder, and before he could speak, he turned into a golden light and went away.

On the observatory on the top of the Ragnarok ship in the distance, a watchman used a telescope to find a golden light leaving towards the end of the sky, and shouted to the bottom, "Lord Aethas, I found a golden light flying away."

"Golden light, is it the yellow ape?" Aethas subconsciously held the hilt of the giant sword on his back with his right hand, and lifted his chin slightly. "Sure enough, the explosion just now gave me a familiar feeling."

"It's better to go away, notify everyone, as long as you find someone alive, kill them immediately."

"Hi"

A subordinate standing behind Aissa responded immediately, and then ran to the side to notify the other people on the pirate ship with a phone bug.

At this moment, on a piece of wreckage floating on the sea not far away, a purple-haired vice-admiral with a punk head was slowly climbing up from it. It was the vice-admiral mole who came to support.

"Cough cough" Mole slowly opened his eyes, stood up with his hands on the floor, and coughed out a few mouthfuls of seawater mixed with blood.

"What a terrible battle to cause such a disaster."

The mole looked around, and there were densely packed corpses of marines and pirates floating on the surface of the sea. The wreckage of ships and human corpses were mixed and floating on the surface of the sea. The blood dyed the surface of the sea red. It was a hell on earth.

"Has our entire army been wiped out?" Mole looked sad, scratching claw marks on the wreckage with both hands.

"crash"

An iron boat approached slowly and stopped not far from the mole. He suddenly raised his head, turned around and leaped into the sky, two tears fell from his eyes, and the air under his feet exploded loudly. Rush to the Ragnarok.

"Master Gurante, someone is rushing over here."

Gurant was sitting on the throne with a glass of red wine in his hand, and a pirate who was observing turned around to report.

"Dare to rush onto this ship at this time, do you know who it is?"

"puff"

As soon as Gurant finished speaking, a man in a cloak suddenly appeared at the bow of the ship, wiped the pirate who had spoken before, and knelt on the deck with one knee.

The people who suddenly appeared on the deck attracted everyone's attention. It's not that they didn't notice that someone was rushing towards the ship, but they just wanted to see who was so brave and dared to join the ship at this time.

All of you present are strong, and many eyes are focused on him. Even Mole, who is a naval elite, feels heavy pressure. His hair is standing on end, and his perception is warning him with all his strength, sending out "this place is dangerous, stay here will die" signal.

"Um"

Gurant's eyes slowly shifted to the man, his brows raised slightly, and he looked at him with interest.

"Uh huh huh"

"Lieutenant General Mole is a rarity."

The low and light voice came into Mole's ears, and his complexion changed. It was extremely ugly. Although many years had passed, the once slightly immature voice of a boy had now become low and magnetic.

But he will never forget the figure holding the green long sword 17 years ago.

"hu~hu~"

Mole panted slightly, stood up slowly, swung the long sword in his hand, and flung away the blood stained on the sword.

"clatter"

Under the terrifying pressure, Mole took a step forward with his right foot, frowning as he looked at the red figure sitting on the throne at the other end.

He is 31 years old with a white shirt and a blood-red windbreaker. He has short stubble on his chin and lips, slightly messy short hair, a high nose bridge and a sharp jawline. He is like a mysterious figure from a martial arts novel. The character reveals a trace of unfathomable temperament, as if he is about to swing a long sword in his hand in the next moment.

"We met again after 17 years."

Mole danced in front of him with a long sword in his hand, pointed at the ground obliquely, his face was gloomy, but there was a firmness in his eyes, his body leaned forward slightly, and in an instant, he rushed towards Gurante with a sharp sword in his hand.

"Ahhh"

"Swish"

The moment the mole's footsteps moved, Gurant put down the goblet in his hand, grabbed the Seven-Star Sword that was placed beside the throne, swung his backhand, and a white sword light flashed.

"boom"

Mole only felt something passing across his body, and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. He stopped weakly, and fell to the ground on his back with inertia.

"How can it be so powerful"

"Just 17 years"

The mole made a hoarse voice, and raised his head to look at the figure on the throne with difficulty, only to see that the other party was looking at him with an interesting expression.

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