One Piece: Start as a mythical beast, practice to become stronger

Zefa stood at the bow of the warship, his body as tall as an iron tower, staring at the G5 branch in the distance with sharp eyes.

Behind him, naval ships were lined up in neat rows, their gun muzzles flashing coldly.

"Admiral Zephyr, the Big Mom Pirates ahead are resisting too fiercely, and our sailing speed has been affected a little."

Peacock stepped forward and saluted, with a hint of anxiety in his voice.

Zefa frowned slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he said coldly:

"That crazy Charlotte Lingling actually chose to be the one who stopped it."

Although they had long expected that the pirates would organize manpower to prevent them from coming to support them, they did not expect that the main force of the Big Mom Pirates was almost all blocking here.

He turned to look at Peacock, a trace of anxiety flashing in his eyes.

"Have you received any news from the G5 branch?"

These support forces have been trying to get in touch with the G5 branch, but the Den Den Mushi seems to be interfered with by something, resulting in the inability to get in touch.

Peacock shook his head, and a look of worry appeared on his face.

"We still can't contact Tianyueshi and the others."

Zefa's eyes became more irritated. He knew that time waits for no one and the situation of the G5 branch might be in danger.

He turned around suddenly, his eyes swept across every naval soldier like a knife, and his voice was loud and powerful:

"Then let's rush directly towards the pirates and break up their fleet!"

"Yes!"

Peacock straightened his body, saluted in a more standard military manner, and then quickly conveyed the order.

Zefa strode to the side of the ship, holding the railing tightly with both hands, and his eyes fixed firmly on the front.

The sea breeze blew his cloak, making a rustling sound, as if cheering for the upcoming battle.

"Everyone is ready to fight!"

Peacock's voice echoed on the deck, and the naval soldiers quickly took their positions, each with a determined expression on their face.

They knew it would be a tough battle, but they were not afraid at all.

The warship accelerated forward, breaking through layers of waves and rushing towards the pirate fleet.

The roar of artillery fire rang out again, and the pirates responded immediately. The artillery shells from both sides intertwined in the air, forming a sea of ​​fire.

Zefa stood at the bow, feeling the vibration of the warship.

He knew that this battle not only concerned the survival of the G5 branch, but also the honor of the entire navy.

There is an indomitable fighting spirit burning in his eyes. There are many disciples who make him proud. They are the future of the navy.

"Come on!"

Peacock shouted loudly, leading a team of elite navy to charge forward in moon steps.

Their figures flashed in the firelight, like swift lightning, shuttling between the gunfire and smoke.

Zefa's eyes were fixed on the battlefield in the distance, and he silently prayed in his heart that his comrades in the G5 branch could hold on.

He took a deep breath, suddenly drew out the long sword at his waist, and pointed it forward:

"Fight for justice, fight for your compatriots, charge!"

The naval soldiers shouted in unison and rushed forward with high morale.

Their figures appeared particularly firm in the flames of war, and every step they took was filled with fearless courage.

The warships passed through the gunfire and quickly approached the enemy fleet. The battle was about to enter its most intense stage.

Led by Peacock, the navy's advance force rushed towards the pirate ship like a tiger descending from a mountain.

The warships behind followed closely, and the soldiers on the ships continuously used guns to provide cover for their charging comrades, and bullets rained down on the enemy's positions.

Peacock, holding a fighting whip in his hand, led the advance troops to quickly approach the pirate ship under the cover of firepower.

Her eyes were as fast as lightning, locking onto the target in front of her. She rushed directly onto the enemy ship like a bolt of lightning.

"Follow me and keep moving forward!!!"

Her spear was like a dragon emerging from the sea, and every swing took away several lives. The pirates fell one after another, and screams rang out one after another.

"kill!!!"

The navy naturally would not fall behind and would rush forward first.

When the navy and the pirates meet, they are extremely jealous of each other.

"..."

"boom!!!"

With a loud bang, the warship that Zephyr was on slammed into the main ship of the Big Mom Pirates.

The sea surface shook, and the huge impact force caused both ships to shake violently.

The waves hit the side of the ship, making a roaring sound.

Zefa's eyes were as sharp as torches. He jumped up without hesitation and flew towards the enemy ship like a cannonball.

He flipped in the air and landed steadily on the deck of the pirate ship, his feet making a dull sound when they touched the ground.

The pirates around were stunned for a moment, but they quickly reacted and rushed towards him frantically.

Zefa snorted coldly, and suddenly swung out his dark fist. The fist light was like a rainbow, and directly blasted away the oncoming pirates.

Facing the pirates who surrounded him, Zefa was like a fish in water. These pirates were no match for him at all.

As his fists swung, the enemies fell to the ground one after another, and blood flowed like a river.

"General Zefa will lead our charge!"

"Kill!!!"

The morale of the naval soldiers was boosted, and they followed his footsteps and rushed onto the enemy ship.

They engaged in close combat with the pirates, swords clashed, and fire flew everywhere.

The sounds of fighting and roaring on the battlefield intertwined together, like a violent storm.

Zefa is wearing a cloak, like a descending god of war, and every move he makes is filled with endless power.

Wherever his fist went, there was no one to stand against him. The pirates retreated one after another with looks of fear on their faces.

But he did not pause for a moment and continued to move forward, invincible in all directions.

The advance troops led by Peacock have gained the upper hand and they launched indiscriminate attacks on the pirate ships.

Her whip danced like the wind, knocking down one enemy after another.

His movements were swift and fierce, and every attack was carried with endless murderous intent, and blood would definitely be shed.

The battle entered a white-hot stage, and the fight between the navy and the pirates became more intense.

Zefa's figure was like a flash of lightning, quickly shuttling between the enemies.

He led the charge and rushed to the front, and the enemy was unable to resist at all.

The pirates gradually felt desperate. Although they were numerous, they seemed vulnerable under Zephyr's pressure.

Zefa's momentum was like a rainbow, and his swung fists carried devastating power, leaving the enemy nowhere to escape.

Peacock swung her whip again. Her movements were swift and precise, and the whip split a pirate's chest.

She was accustomed to this scene and did not waver at all, and continued to move forward.

Zefa stood on the deck, looking around coldly.

Although the enemy was outnumbered, with his leadership, the navy's morale was high and they were unstoppable.

His sword flashed again, and the pirates fell one after another, leaving only his figure shining on the battlefield.

"Keep going and destroy all enemies!"

Zefa's voice echoed on the battlefield like thunder, and the marines responded in unison, charging forward bravely.

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