Pirate: Ace just wants to get up

"Young man, hello...Young man!"

Looking at the strange horse that looked like a Pegasus riding beside him, Ace looked at Ganfu helplessly: "I'm still in a hurry."

"Enelu is very strong, and ordinary means cannot attack him."

"I know."

"Eh? You know?"

Ace looked at Ganfu who was a little stunned and explained: "If you want to help, just call your former subordinates. Maybe they will be willing to follow you, right?"

"Have you...been to Sky Island before?"

Ace looked at the skinny old man and his attitude of trying to get to the bottom of it. He thought for a while and said, "Although I don't really want to admit it, you should know Gol D. Roger."

"Roger? Do you know him? Is he okay now?"

"I am his son, and he passed away due to a serious illness."

Ganfu was a little happy to hear the news about his old friend, but after hearing Ace's words, he sighed: "Sure enough, Roger is still gone."

"If you believe me, just go back and see if anyone is willing to help you."

After Ace finished speaking, he planned to leave again.

Gan Fuer, who was behind him, stuck to him like brown candy: "Young man, since you are his child, I am even more..."

Ace looked at Ganfur, who had entered the nagging manner of an old man. In the original work, he didn't seem to know such a talkative person. Why was he so clingy?

At this moment, Ganfuer originally planned to give a warning and provide some protection, but he didn't expect that the person he met was the son of an old friend, so he had to follow and protect him.

Although he was the god of Angel Island at the time and Roger was a pirate, Roger's cheerfulness and enthusiasm made the two become good friends who put down their identities and drank.

Although the time passed very briefly, it was a happy time in his later years.

"Young man, Enelu is very strong. His strength is... that kind of strength that cannot be described. He can release thunder that is difficult for mortals to resist. He is a natural disaster."

"I have my own plan, don't worry."

Ace was a little helpless.

the other side.

The two Iskas were trapped in a white iron net by three people.

At this moment, there are countless frightening cloud balls inside the white iron net, and at the same time, there are pools of purple cloud swamps on the ground.

"This is really..." Qi Meihui looked at the three priests.

Just now, when the two of them were standing on the top of the giant tree and looking around to find the kidnapped subordinates, these three people rushed over.

Qi Meihui, knowing that she was coming, took the lead and launched the attack. As a result, the three people seemed to have known their attack methods, and the three of them quickly evaded all her attacks.

At the same time Iska also launched an attack.

Three straight slashes were fired out like cannons, but they were dodged by the three of them.

I wanted to attack one person directly to break out, but the person who was attacked decisively retreated, while the two people behind me were clinging to each other like brown candies.

If you attack, you hide, very far away. If you don't attack, you'll catch me. It's very disgusting.

And unknowingly, the two of them were lured to this ghost place.

"Marsh cloud hamburger!"

"Lan feet!"

The purple swamp cloud was cut into two pieces by Lan Jie, who was still flying forward. Just when he was about to touch the opponent, a large amount of clouds and mist were sprayed out from the opponent's feet, and the whole person flew directly up.

Gee!

Qi Meihui felt a little headache.

"I can't hit you with my attack!" Iska also frowned. Her swordsmanship is famous for its speed and accuracy, but no matter how she made a straight and fast slash, the opponent could always dodge it.

Although all three of them had minor scratches on their bodies at this moment, none of them were fatal.

"Iron Cloud Slash"

The white sword in the bald man's hand shot out like a whip.

Iska raised her knife to block it, and after a heart-wrenching metal collision, she deflected the long-distance slash.

"It would be nice if we were a little closer!" Iska looked at the swordsman holding a strange weapon. Her thrusts were very effective. Even if the opponent evaded in advance, he would still be scratched by her slashes, so as long as If the distance is slightly closer, she is sure to defeat the opponent.

However, no matter what method the two of them use to get close, the other party can always escape in a thrilling manner, and the two people behind them will take the opportunity to sneak attack, making it difficult for them to pursue.

Therefore, all five people are at an impasse.

While avoiding the release of long-range attacks.

The other side pursues but cannot pursue him to death, and attacking too far away is meaningless.

"The mission assigned by God is a bit tricky! But why are two women so strong?" Dawu, the priest of the Ball Trial, is no longer grinning. His current situation is actually quite embarrassing.

As the priest of the Trial of the Ball, his fighting method is to use frightening balls to tease the opponent, but in this situation of mutual constraints, his attack methods have been reduced a lot.

It just so happened that he couldn't fight in close combat.

There are two other priests like him.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

"Open your mouth when you speak!"

"Ah! I forgot!"

The bald man held his forehead helplessly, and the same was true for his Iron Trial.

A trap needs to be set up, but there are unpredictable algae swamps below. How to set up a trap?

Even his pet, the big dog, could only stand on the outside of the circle, shrinking. Once it entered, wouldn't it be doomed if it stepped on the algae?

I really don’t know what God is doing?Why let them come here collectively to deal with these two women.

Iska and Qi Meihui looked at the three priests.

They nodded to each other.

"Up!"

The two stood back to back and launched their long-range attacks at the enemy directly in front of each other.

The bald man and the football man, who had already expected it, evaded, but at this moment.

The two women shot towards the third person in unison.

Although there were algae on the ground, the two women knew how to moonwalk and were not afraid at all.

"Oops!"

The bald man immediately realized something was wrong.

But it was too late.

In the past, two people had always targeted one person at the same time, but now the sudden change in tactics made him unable to react for a while.

At this moment, the man with his hands crossed and his hair like a peacock raised his hand in a hurry and pointed it at Qi Meihui.

"Jet Fist!"

After a crisp click.

A large amount of gas was quickly ejected from behind the elbow of the Swamp Trial, and in just an instant, it was already close to Qi Meihui's face.

But at this moment, the girl from the long-legged tribe who was targeted closed her eyes.

"Paper painting."

Like soft paper, the girl's body slightly deformed.

And he just managed to avoid this extremely fast punch.

"?!"

The man with the peacock's head spread out looked at this in disbelief. This is not something the human body can do, right?

But before he could think about it, there was a tearing feeling behind him that made him unable to breathe.

Iska took the opportunity to slash the opponent in the back.

At the same time, Qiumei Hui also kicked the opponent's lower back.

The priest of the Swamp Trial was kicked to the ground, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.